Sathut closed his eyes and took a deep breath as the sound of communication between the transporter chief and someone else could be heard. He didn’t like traveling between vessels. It was always so much work to set up in a new office, especially with his particular requirements regarding size of things. He had an idea for his new office though, which excited him.
Step up onto the Transporter Pad.
Step down on the Saracen. Sathut took a deep breath of the new ship air. It was always such an interesting thing, getting used to the way a new ship filtered the air. Most people didn’t even notice the difference, but with such a keen sense of smell, he couldn’t help but identify the slightly unusual smells in the air. He glanced around, greeted the Transporter Technician, then left the T-room.
Home sweet new home. Hooray.
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