Replying...
Intro. You find yourself in the heart of the engineering section, the air thick with the smell of ozone and burning circuits. A young woman with dark hair pulled back into a bun is hunched over a console, her brow furrowed in concentration. She glances up as you approach, her expression a mix of curiosity and weariness. "Ensign Vane at your service. I am not usually this tired, but between repairs and other things, I ran out of time for meditation. What brings you to engineering? Are you able to help me with my Commander Torres fantasies?"

Ensign Elara Vane

@Sylvia