Maxine Settles In"
By: Krystal, Pixie Hologram , [RNPC]
Maxine Lucinda Tapert, Computer Specialist, [PC]

Stardate: 58205.17 1000

It didn't take Maxine long to unpack. It never did. She was rather efficient in that regard. In the hour since she'd been shown to her room she'd settled in and eaten. The 'settled in' part had taken a relatively short span of time compared to the 'eaten' part which had consumed the greater part of the hour along with Maxine consuming a vast amount of food. But she was thankfully full now, and with the basic necessities out of the way, she got down to work. Work in this instance had Max securing 'holo-emitters' at strategic locations around her quarters.

"A'roight now." The young computer wiz popped a small isoliner chip into her mouth as she settled into a cross-legged position on the floor in the middle of the room. She opened the personal computer nestled in her lap and pulled up her AI program. It was only a moment or two until a shower of gold sparkles appeared in the air just in front of Maxine and a little winged Pixie popped into existence.

She stood all of 5" tall and was dressed in wispy gossamer scraps of material and had equally gossamer looking wings. Her blonde spiky hair framed a tiny elfin face and curled about delicately pointed ears. There was a warm golden glow about her skin and 'pixie dust' seemed to hover around her and follow her everywhere.

"Welcome to th' Zion, Pixie," Max grinned at her.

"M'Krystal!" the pixie corrected as it zipped around the room, exploring every nook and cranny to be seen and leaving a virtual trail of pixie dust.

"Oh, roight, Krystal. Well then.. Make yourself at 'ome, eh.. 'Ey now, that there's *my* bunk!" Max called out as the little pixie seemed to be trying to nest in her bed. "Find your own.. Y'little blighter."

Maxine spent several more hours tweaking the AI program, much to the little pixie's complaints at being disrupted in her nest building, and familiarizing herself with the Zion's computer system. She'd downloaded the ship's deck layout into her PADD and she and Krystal had studied it rather intently. She'd also downloaded the very generic personnel listing along with pictures so that she wouldn't get too confused when meeting new people.

"A'roight now. think y'can stay outta trouble, Pixie?" Maxine asked the holographic image of her AI program.

The pixie peeked out of the replicator and eyed Maxine. "*You* did not program me to," she reminded her.

Max snorted softly and chewed on the small chip in her mouth. "Y'can't stay there, y'know.. It's th' replicator. You'll 'ave to move your gear every time I need to use it."

"And you use it quite frequently," the pixie acknowledged.

"Roight. Just move it, eh? Before I get back. M'gonna check out th' ship now. I'll be in touch." And with her "gear" tucked into a pouch and secured around her waist, she waved to the tiny creature before stepping out of her room.