It hadn't even been a full day yet and Zulala had already been put in time out. She was to be in her room until further notice, all because she played a prank that one of the crew didn't appreciate too much.

"It really wasn't that bad..." Zulala chuckles to herself, pacing around the spacious quarters Captain Callisto had assigned her. The room itself was pretty nice, comfy, and the accommodations rivaled even the ones she had back home on Stelaria. A bittersweet nostalgia filled her mind when she remembered her old planet... the realization that she was all Stelaria had left was a responsibility she upheld, despite the heaviness in her heart.

Zulala continued to poke around the room, taking in her surroundings. She studied the furniture, messing around with it as she tried to figure out what it's intended purpose was. There was a bed, some drawers, and a couple other things she'd have to ask about. The large buttons scattered in various spots on the wall intrigued her, but she knew better than to go pressing and messing with everything she saw.

After she had finished probing around the room and playing around with everything in it, Zulala happily made her way to the window. There was a curtain over it, but not for long as she pulled it aside. Upon drawing the curtains open, Zulala gasped as she stared out to the sight that awaited her. Outside the window was a breathtaking view of the cosmos passing her by. Galaxies in every perceivable shape and color... stars as far as the eyes could see... All of it was a delicate dance of every single possible hue on the spectrum of light. She couldn't look away, enamored by the beauty of the universe. It was in this moment, she realized just how truly lucky she was to still be alive. She was witness to a sight no other Stelarian had ever seen... an unfortunate honor, as there was no one she could share it with. A sudden knock snaps Zulala out of her astonishment, and she turns to look at the door to her room. "It's open!" She responded, curious to see who would walk in.