Lieutenant Natala saw that her science equipment was stored safely into the several science labs aboard the USS Avenger.  She took a moment to survey the facilities.  The Avenger lacked some of more complex science labs that could be found on larger vessels, but what components were there were cutting edge.  She had to pull herself away from Compiled Matter Analyzer, reminding herself steadily that there would be plenty of time for analyzing compiled matter during the shakedown cruise.<br/><br/>She spent a little bit of time settling into her quarters.  As a senior officer, she had her own room.  It was incredibly cold and sterile, but she planned to make homey as soon as possible.  Right now, she settled with just hanging up a projected hologram of she and her husband on a Risa beach.  What a wild weekend that had been.  They had taken full advantage of the liberal attitudes of the other visitors.  Both of them had run wild with men, women, and various other genders.  She let out a pleased sigh just remembering the orgies.<br/><br/>Instead of doing some sorely needed decorating though, she proceeded to the sickbay, knowing that she was overdue for a physical.  The practical side of her had known she should likely have it done before the ship left spacedock in case anything truly disastrous was found, but the procrastinator side of her had kept her from doing so.<br/><br/>On the way to sickbay she ran into Commander McFadden.  Prior after being given her post, she'd done a little bit of research into him, at least enough to realize he was half Vulcan.  In her experience, most half-races tend to fall more on one half than the other, she couldn't help but wonder which side of the coin he leaned towards.  "Hello, Commander!"  She said in a chipper voice.   Just to make sure she didn't offend either part of his heritage, she raised her hand and split her fingers into a 'V' as part of her greeting.   "How are your quarters?  What do you think of the ship?"