Cabin 8
Still in her one piece footy pajams, Freyja sat at the Computer desk typing up a report to her masters in SAINT. Mainly it covered her iterations with Kata, though a large chunk of a sub-report was on the ineptitude of the Aeon's XO. Sitting on the Desk next to the screen was Mr. Waffles, he looked back at the red head with the glossy eyes of a stuffed stegosaurus.
"Mr. Waffles... Do you think i should send this part in about hte XO? or should I try to talk to the Captain and maybe hope to keep this problem in house?" she paused for a moment starring at the fuzzy green dino. "You're right, waiting to talk to the Captain, might safe the XO's career and possibly keep SAINT from going off and 'black bagging' her..." she paused againg and tilting her head as if she was listening to the dino. "I know I don't like our masters ways very much, but they were kind enough to teach me to fly and let me join this ship... But I don't like the fact they then sent someone else to watch over us...." she frowned and went back to typing.