<strong>"Yes, her room has an empty bed in it still. There's some other rooms but they are mainly meant for passengers. Though we got none aboard right now, the whole crew needs to learn how to work this ship proper first, and where we are going first we found no passengers for."</strong>The tone that Emma took up was serious but she nod her head at Roslyn, smiling faintly.<br/><br/><strong>"Don't worry mom, she's just being overly worried."</strong>Taking a hold of Roslyn's hand and trying to pull her along there Carmella smiled, humming and heading along to the hallway.<strong>"The ship's built pretty easy to navigate through, no reason to make it too hard, if there's a boarding-action at some point, less passages that need protecting the better, right? of course it doesn't make it easy for those caught on the wrong side of such an attack when pressure doors close, huh?."</strong>A thought that seemed to make Carmella shiver a bit uncomfortably.<br/><br/><strong>"But if they do get in, that's part of the reason we got someone as awesome as you aboard to give them a really bad day, huh?"</strong>She flashed her mother a bright smile, before turning to a side passage and leading her to a set of doors. There were five sturdy doors to the crew quarters in that section of the ship, and Carmella paused before the first one in that little side-hall.<strong>"This is my room, I share it with Emma, our frenchie, Jessica, shares a room with Zlata, that's next door. Your room is in the middle, with Sara, and then is our pilots room, and lastly our astrogator and full-time steward share the last room."</strong><br/><br/>As she was explaining this, the door at the end of the hallway opened, and a black haired woman entered the hallway wearing only a towel she was drying her hair with and another around her waist. This left a sizeable bosom exposed, her breasts looked like gravity had just began to dare to pull on them, she wasn't sagging but neither did her breasts look impossibly perky in the way of implants.<br/><br/><strong>"<em>Shto Eta?</em> Ahh, <em>Privet</em>. I'm Zlata Volkov, gunner and engineer. You must be Carmella's mom? Pleased to have you aboard."</strong>She nod her head appreciatively. She had the walk of a military woman, she spoke with a light Russian accent, and she was almost a decade older than Carmella at least.<strong>"Apologies for nakedness. Was giving last check-up to systems and pipes before leaving, all working good, but got dirty so needed a shower, and washed the hair while at it."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Uhm, right, I'll best go tell Nicole I'm back and we're good to go so we dont miss our flight window."</strong>Her fingers touched the panel besides the door to the room that Roslyn would share with Sara, revealing the room to be empty at the time, one side with a well made bed, the other side with a large number of bras and panties left on the bed and a ruffled pillow covering some magazine half-way. Nude magazine by the looks of it, with both men and women presented in it.<br/><br/><strong>"I think Sara's out doing her own last check-ups. Everyone's nervous to get on the way but its an adventure waiting to happen."</strong>Carmella smiled while heading off there, leaving Roslyn facing Zlata in the hallway.