So far on the ship Makari had done little else besides attend meetings and spend his time in the crew lounge. It was almost like being back home on Risa. Except for the confined quarters of the ship. And the meetings. And the work. So... well not at all like being back at home. He grinned and stepped into the lounge. What did that make for, the second time in such a short time? It might not have been home, but he was definitely partaking in much more social chatter than work. And he could deal with that. The less work needing to be done, the safer things were. It seemed work only sprung up when bad things happened anyway. The more work you had, the more trouble going on. And when on a scientific research type ship? Well bad things meant like experiments gone awry or nebulas that ate crews souls... and none of that seemed all that an enticing motivator to get Makari to want extra work to do.<br/><br/>He shook his head and pushed those thoughts away. One ship gone awry was enough for anyone's career. Makari wasn't about to think about things going wrong on the McNair. It was a new start, a new promotion. He was all serious and a hard worker now.... okay not so much. But he could do his job, he DID do his job. He just... well was spending a lot of time in the crew lounge.<br/><br/>"Hello everyone," Makari said as he waved his hand at the gatherinfg of crew members. They were off in their own private conversations but it was still nice to play the friendly second officer and not try and be the stern type. Totally not his way. And if he ever had to be stern it was super effective if he was the nice guy having to yell. And more fun too... right?<br/><br/>