[b][center]Mor Of Altenia Tower[/center][/b]

	Silvia perked a brow at Ailen when he responded to her. He hadn’t used that term at all since her arrival, why the change she wondered to herself. Shrugging she turned; beginning her way out of the Mor before stopping and turning to look back over to Ailen. “It’s Silvia, not ma’am,” she corrected quickly before stepping into the elevator and making her way to her floor. Craig looked over to Ailen and shook his head slightly.[i]"Why does it matter why? Enjoy it," [/i]He said telepathically before going back to his work.

	The elevator opened to a small foyer with the doors to her room on the other side. Stepping in she entered her code and the doors slide to the side giving her access. Stepping in she looked around and tilted her head, slightly impressed with the lay out and size. 

	On Earth, high ranking talents were treated no different than a Basic; even her surrogate mothers quarters were not grand and she was the Tower Lead for Earth. Silvias room back on Earth was down with the Singers since she spent her free time in the mines and did shifts as a harmonizer to help locate crystals and calm sonic storms that would rip through. Looking around all she could think of was how many people could actually live on the floor that was now for her and her alone. “Oh well, if we have to take in refugees at one point I know where to put them,” she muttered to herself as she walked from room to room. 

	She had a living area, dining, three bedrooms, a kitchen and two baths plus various rooms that were empty for a Tower Lead to fill with personal décor or whatever they wanted. Sighing she spun around on her heels once she located her gear and was content it was all there before making her way right back out of her room, with a clip board and pencil in hand, and started wandering from floor to floor and area to area; starting with the docks. As she made her way through the Tower she would meet people, shake their hands, asking their names and about what they did there, even inquiring if they had family in the tower and if there was anything they needed. 

	Most were completely shocked that a Tower Lead would even mingle with the [i]commoners[/i], but once she gave them a few moment they would warm up to her and talk openly with her. She would jot down their names and what they needed before making her way to the next area. Some couldn’t take talking to her or had their doubts before just walking off. Silvia huffed and grumbled under her breath but she let it go, figuring after so long working with Tristan as Lead they were apprehensive. One even told her to go the hell away which she just smirked too and informed them she would be back tomorrow after her shift to ask again before walking off. 

	The security pair that had been laughing earlier in the day while watching the Jun’Krama and Ailen in the elevator were now glued to the security monitor watching Silvia wander around the Tower, seeing her give the dock workers a hand moving some heavier items when they were tired with her telekinetic abilities, and even opening a panel on a land traveler and asking for tool before she fixed an issue with the crystal drive that controlled the power system to the small transport vehicle.  

	“Craig, you gotta see this shit,” one of them said before motioning over to the monitor as Silvia replaced the panel and wiped the grease from her hands on her pristine GTC uniform. “I never saw Tristan do that!” he said leaning back in his chair.

	“I don’t think I have ever seen Tristan anywhere but the Mor or his quarters, I doubt he even knows where the repair division is,” the other said with a laugh. “She’s different I’ll give her that.”

	"She certainly is," Craig said as he watched the monitor and crossed his arms over his chest. 

	Silvia smiled to the rest of the workers before grabbing her clipboard and taking notes on things they needed, even personal things to help make the stay in the tower a bit more pleasant for them. One of them offered her a drink to share with the group and she just pulled up a crate and sat down; laughing and joking with them as they pulled up a seat around her crate and telling them stories of things that had happened on Earth. Silvia let herself enjoy the talk, it felt like Earth felt, like home.


[b][center]Vehicle Repair Division[/center][/b]