<b>((About youtube music in RP stories... I tend to do that so much in Diaspora and other RPs that I am actually trying to restrain myself here in doing so... However, Klietz, you are tempting me and breaking down my resolve.. hehe))</b><br/><br/>When the servitor guide arrived at her door, she quickly loaded the chest of adornments on the prepared hover-cart. Her stateroom came with a office luckily and had a rather well designed desk, with curves and nobs of wood at the four corners. She wasn't use to such niceties in her priory but she could begin to get use to this. The bed chamber was tucked neatly out of the way behind a double door adorned with handles in the shape of the Aquila, a nice nod to her faith.<br/><br/>She stood up to full height, reaching almost 6 foot in her armor, cape and pack. She had her singled handed bolt gun holstered at her side. Her sword sheathed on the other side of her hip and her more powerful bolter attached to her oversized pack. The Mark de' Fleur adorning each of her breastplates, the Imperial signets hanging from her armored adornments, red flowing capes and loin clothes hanging and swaying between her legs. She helped the servitor to load the hover-cart with her chest, not wanting to seem above the Emperor's good work.<br/><br/>Once settled on the cart, she picked up her helmet and motioned to the Servitor, "To the Ship's Chapel please" as her stateroom door closed behind her.<br/><br/>She hoped this would be a short trip to the Chapel as she thought about her duties her task list was starting to pile up on itself now. She would be a fairly busy sister indeed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>