Seeing that nobody was going to bother her for a few, Vanessa rose from her spot upon the couch in the common area of the ship and made for her room. Unless she was interrupted on the way there Vanessa would arrive at her room in a few moments and would enter quickly. Closing the door behind her, Vanessa pressed a few buttons on the nearby control panel and a muffled [i]thunk[/i] confirmed that the door was locked. Moving over to the couch in the room, Vanessa took a moment to remove her boots before laying down upon it gently. After taking a moment to relax and stretch, Vanessa picked up the portable terminal that was still flashing and opened it. Booting it up, Vanessa opened the mail program and saw the new message from Dämmerlicht. Giving a sigh, Vanessa began a response.

[i]Cannot return now. Crew is choosing to go to a party on Ofromia. Status is normal. Will attempt to steer them towards Dämmerlicht in time.[/i]

The message was sparse, but Vanessa didn't want to bore the recipient. Sending the message, Vanessa closed the program and shut down the terminal once more. Setting it aside again Vanessa once more reclined upon the couch. Folding her arms behind her head and staring up at the ceiling, Vanessa let her mind wander for a moment. She knew that she needed to return to Dämmerlicht before too long, but she couldn't just make demands of everyone when they were still getting to know one another. It would take some time before Vanessa could return. Until then Dämmerlicht would have to wait. Getting up from the couch, Vanessa stepped across the room and opened her clothes locker. From this, she pulled an identical set of clothes to what she was currently wearing as well as a modest bath robe. Folding everything up under her arms, Vanessa left her room and made for the washrooms. Closing up her room behind her.

Assuming she was uninterrupted, Vanessa would arrive at the washrooms shortly after leaving her own room. Moving first to a changing area, Vanessa would walk behind one of the concealing curtains and would quickly emerge wearing the bathrobe from earlier. She deposited her previous suit in one of the washing machines and set it to run before making her way to the showers. Locking one of the showering rooms to private, Vanessa would emerge several minutes later smelling of soap and wearing the spare outfit she had brought. She had taken the time to properly dry herself, meaning that she was now back to 100% clean status and didn't have to worry about her suit getting damp from her hair or leftover water.

With all of that done, Vanessa returned the bathrobe to her room and pulled her boots back on. Vanessa would then return to the common area once more, provided she wasn't interrupted. Sitting down upon the couch once more, Vanessa returned to her previous activity of waiting for something to happen that would require her attention, or for someone to wish to speak to her. Other than that, Vanessa was content to sit around and do nothing until the ship began to travel. She didn't really have a reason to go and speak to anyone else at the moment and, however polite she was, she wasn't a massive social butterfly like some others. Twisting her hands together in her lap, Vanessa crossed her legs comfortably and waited for their adventures to begin.

Hopefully they would begin without incident.