Dana stood on the dock looking at the ship she had just signed on to. It was a one of-a-kind vessel.. well.. perhaps not, but that's the way it seemed to her. Her hair was tied up in a loose bun which would normally be released whenever she was off duty, and she tucked a stray lock behind her ear as she looked at the ship where she was going to be spending much of her career. "Not a bad vessel, don't you think?" She said to the woman stood beside her. She pondered the Quarian, but gave her no more notice.