<strong>Name:</strong>Karri Xanaa<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Musashi; Mess Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Karri looked about her quarters again, her kit put away and the room tidied up. Not that there was much that needed cleaning. Her helmet sat on the little desk. she'd have to have it repainted to the Musashi's colors and emblems and of course her new squadron's name as well as the ships name.<br/>That could wait until she received her assignment in the squadron. Hopefully that would be soon; hell her assignment was probably part of the paperwork that Misa had on her desk.<br/>She half smiled as he zipped her tight fighting uniform back up.  A quick lunch before the mid-day rush and then a quick tour of the ship. She had only really been to her quarters, the hanger and the mess, oh and of course the Lt. Commanders office. She should probably see if the Chief she had met last night had finished checking out her fighter too.<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>***</strong></div><br/>The Garmillan pilot waited for the door to the Mess to cycle open her deep blue eyes sweeping the large room as the door whirred closed behind her as she moved to the line of food stations. Tray in hand she perused what was available. given that she was between breakfast and lunch she didn't know how much of a selection there would be.<br/>