Sera slumped back in the pilot's seat, watching the stars seemingly turned into lines as the<em>Lucid Valkyrie </em>zoomed past them through hyperspace. It would be some time still before they reached their destination and Sera found herself, surprisingly, with nothing to do. The<em>Valkyrie</em>was in fine form, all systems were operating at optimal capacity and the recent upgrades were running smoothly. She stood and crossed her arms, proud of her ship and sighed contently.<br/><br/>Smiling, the former deck chief turned and strolled out of the cockpit towards the private quarters, pulling the band that held her ponytail up off and letting her long blond hair fall free. She shook her head and brushed her bangs out of her face, her golden tresses falling upon the shoulders of her gray jumpsuit. As she reached the private quarters she placed her palm on the scanner to open the door. The flawless dark metal slid open silently, a feat of engineering she was quite proud of having achieved, and she stepped over the threshold only to see her Lia more or less in the same spot that she left her in a couple of hours ago.<br/><br/>She stood there wondering if Lia knew she was back yet at all. She could tell, Lia's typical look of dissatisfaction was added to by the present situation, though Sera didn't know what in particular was eating at her right now. Sera grinned, hoping at least she might distract her a while from staring out that viewport. She took several steps into the room, and unzipped the top of her jumpsuit just enough to reveal the thin black tank top she wore underneath and coughed into her hand barely audibly... "Skipper," using the word playfully, "all is well with our baby," in many ways Sera considered the<em>Valkyrie</em>to be their child, since it was such a joint venture after all. "Now," she paused, "how about you?"