the basic ‘pods’ that she’d lived in. The bedroom was larger and
had several modular pullouts that she could configure as she liked. The
cleansing chamber was also slightly larger and included clothing storage, but
it was the auxiliary living space in the third room that made the quarters a
true luxury.
It had no specific purpose, but was more than three
times the size of the bedroom and contained a large vid screen across one wall.
The standard furniture was here, but Naisha could purchase additional pieces as
needed…or actually the correct term was ‘rent,’ for when she’d transferred to Nym her old furniture hadn’t come with her. Right now there
was a long couch and a stool stationed next to a table built into the wall.
Anything beyond that she’d have to acquire with credits.
Her credit account did transfer between factions, and all of Star Force used the same currency system
so she wasn’t going to have to start from scratch, nor was she going to have to
look for a new position. That had already been arranged prior to her transit.
There had been a long waiting line for the survivors to transfer to the
Protovic and priority had gone to those most qualified. Had she not been working
a job she’d still be waiting on Onyx, so even though she was on the lowest
working tier of the empire she still got preferential treatment over those who
simply lived without contributing.
Star Force had made it clear that that was perfectly
acceptable behavior, but Naisha thought it was unacceptably rude on the part of
the survivors to do so. They were alive and well because Star Force had rescued
them, then went to the effort to train them. Naisha wasn’t skilled in any major
way, but she was helping out where she could and didn’t care to socialize with
any of the others that did not…and she’d gotten into more than one argument
over that fact back on Onyx.
When her bag hit the bed she came down beside it a
moment later and just laid out. Travel between star systems wasn’t difficult,
but it did take her out of her routine and she found that to be exhausting.
Naisha closed her eyes and took a crash nap right then and there, waking up
some time later and beginning to unpack the few personal items she’d brought
with her. All the necessities could be acquired locally, so what was in her
pack was an assortment of novelties that she’d accumulated, including a small
collection of decorative statues.
Naisha arranged them on one of the pullout shelves
built into the living room wall and hit the activation buttons on those that
were so equipped, with the Dvapp-built ‘snowman’ beginning to oscillate through
his dance pattern as the crystalline material bent and flowed in a cyclical
pattern.
She’d paid 172 credits for it, but it was worth every
one and her favorite of them all. A few special items of clothing went into the
closet and a custom set of casual shoes dropped next to the bed, which was the
end of her unpacking. She stowed away her travel duffle and left her quarters
after reprogramming the security code to something new, headed to the nearest
equipment store.
There were several types in a Star Force city, but it
was the clothing one that she headed to first. Nothing there cost credits,
though there were temporal limitations to how much you could acquire at a time
so no hoarding could occur. The amount was actually rather high so Naisha was
able to fill out her wardrobe with standard uniforms and casual clothes on that
single trip, then would be able to replace worn out clothing at a recycle
station there and exchange them for tokens that could be used for more items.
The standard was 300 tokens for clothing, which
included shoes, but since she was working that stipend upped to 350. Likewise
there was a utility stipend of 75 tokens that allowed her to get a toothbrush
and toothpaste at another equipment store along with shedding kit and a few
other personal maintenance items, all of which could be
had several modular pullouts that she could configure as she liked. The
cleansing chamber was also slightly larger and included clothing storage, but
it was the auxiliary living space in the third room that made the quarters a
true luxury.
It had no specific purpose, but was more than three
times the size of the bedroom and contained a large vid screen across one wall.
The standard furniture was here, but Naisha could purchase additional pieces as
needed…or actually the correct term was ‘rent,’ for when she’d transferred to Nym her old furniture hadn’t come with her. Right now there
was a long couch and a stool stationed next to a table built into the wall.
Anything beyond that she’d have to acquire with credits.
Her credit account did transfer between factions, and all of Star Force used the same currency system
so she wasn’t going to have to start from scratch, nor was she going to have to
look for a new position. That had already been arranged prior to her transit.
There had been a long waiting line for the survivors to transfer to the
Protovic and priority had gone to those most qualified. Had she not been working
a job she’d still be waiting on Onyx, so even though she was on the lowest
working tier of the empire she still got preferential treatment over those who
simply lived without contributing.
Star Force had made it clear that that was perfectly
acceptable behavior, but Naisha thought it was unacceptably rude on the part of
the survivors to do so. They were alive and well because Star Force had rescued
them, then went to the effort to train them. Naisha wasn’t skilled in any major
way, but she was helping out where she could and didn’t care to socialize with
any of the others that did not…and she’d gotten into more than one argument
over that fact back on Onyx.
When her bag hit the bed she came down beside it a
moment later and just laid out. Travel between star systems wasn’t difficult,
but it did take her out of her routine and she found that to be exhausting.
Naisha closed her eyes and took a crash nap right then and there, waking up
some time later and beginning to unpack the few personal items she’d brought
with her. All the necessities could be acquired locally, so what was in her
pack was an assortment of novelties that she’d accumulated, including a small
collection of decorative statues.
Naisha arranged them on one of the pullout shelves
built into the living room wall and hit the activation buttons on those that
were so equipped, with the Dvapp-built ‘snowman’ beginning to oscillate through
his dance pattern as the crystalline material bent and flowed in a cyclical
pattern.
She’d paid 172 credits for it, but it was worth every
one and her favorite of them all. A few special items of clothing went into the
closet and a custom set of casual shoes dropped next to the bed, which was the
end of her unpacking. She stowed away her travel duffle and left her quarters
after reprogramming the security code to something new, headed to the nearest
equipment store.
There were several types in a Star Force city, but it
was the clothing one that she headed to first. Nothing there cost credits,
though there were temporal limitations to how much you could acquire at a time
so no hoarding could occur. The amount was actually rather high so Naisha was
able to fill out her wardrobe with standard uniforms and casual clothes on that
single trip, then would be able to replace worn out clothing at a recycle
station there and exchange them for tokens that could be used for more items.
The standard was 300 tokens for clothing, which
included shoes, but since she was working that stipend upped to 350. Likewise
there was a utility stipend of 75 tokens that allowed her to get a toothbrush
and toothpaste at another equipment store along with shedding kit and a few
other personal maintenance items, all of which could be
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