-<strong>Officer's Lounge</strong>-<br/><br/>Aria sat on a plush leather couch in the Officer's Lounge. Her job was done the second they stopped moving. It was her job to steer the ship, despite it's automated flight controls, some sort of sapient intelligence was needed to fine tune the ship. Aria had flown nearly every kind of ship out there in the known universe, whether through actual flight time or simulation, she was well versed in flight. Not only that, but her intelligence of her species, as well as their biotic abilities made her a perfect military commanding officer. She had been in charge of another ship, smaller than this, but took this position out of curiosity and the benefits. She was getting paid handsomely to control this ship and go on various expeditions. Unfortunately, these expeditions didn't help lower the stereotyping of her race being promiscuous, when in fact they were not. Asari were merely longsighted whereas these other species were extremely short-sighted. Aria couldn't blame them though, they didn't have the same amount of time to live. Their lives were precious.  Aria just didn't understand why they didn't accept pleasure of the mind, body, and soul. They didn't have long to live, so they should enjoy their short lives to the fullest. Aria's minds were filled with sociological thoughts as she sipped on some coffee, staring at the empty wall. The ship certainly quieted down when it was on expeditions.