<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/Andoran_Female_portrait_150x200.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Chief Petty Officer Par (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/KalinaPar_zh%27Yor)<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Grovelling under the helm console.<br/><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Mid Morning<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ensign Maira Snowpaw, Captain Lyra Core, Open to bridge officers & crew.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Par was actually amazed that her ploy had worked. It had been quite simple to "accidentally" send a power surge through that particular relay. She would make sure she erased the commands from the engineering station's records once she got back to her station. She hadn't done any actual harm, and with the ship being on it's shake-down cruise, the blowing of a relay was something almost to be expected. In fact it was the one in the turbolift that had given her the idea.<br/><br/>Par lay on her back, her antennae twitching as she worked the relay free. "Ow! That's hot!" She giggled a little and blew on her fingers. "You live in tribes? I thought all humans belonged to the United Earth since well before the formation of the Federation?" The dead component came free and she dropped it to the deck, then picked up the new one. "Okay, this is now the back-up to the back-up to the back-up! Yay for quadruple redundancy!"<br/><br/>The new component slotted in beautifully, of course, and the red light on the console above went green again. The blue-skinned woman popped her head up over the console and grinned. "Actually that all sounds fascinating, Maira. My name is KalinaPar zh'Yor, but I'm normally called Par."<br/><br/>She glanced at the command chair, where the captain was showing a little too much interest in what was going on. "Look, my watch ends soon. Meet me in Ten Forward for a drink and tell me all about your spirit guides... They sound fascinating". She closed the access panel and, wiping her hands on her tunic, headed back to her own station.<br/><br/>She carefully accessed the engineering console records and changed the key strokes she'd made to something less incriminating. She didn't want to get in trouble for creating an excuse to chat to the pretty lady. Well, the Caitian had missed her chance - for now, anyway. Par would see how things went with this human, first.