(( Yep, crappy title. Whoops. )) You know, Alex couldn't remember the last time he'd looked out a window. While on a ship, at least. Leaning up against the reinforced glass, he knows that it's been at least a couple of years since he'd been on anything but an Alliance ship, and they didn't have them. Structural weakness. On the occasion when his CO practically forced him to take some time off every couple months, he'd just stayed local, avoided work for a while, and came back. This time, though, she'd insisted he need a real vacation. So, here he was. An off-duty Alliance engineer currently making his way to Elysium on a civilian transport ship. Sighing, he forced himself to dredge up one positive thought about the whole situation. There was...Well, he'd get time to tweak his omnitool's settings? Damn, he was terrible at optimism. The five foot ten man stood up straight. His hair was dark, cropped well within regs. Dark blue eyes glance toward the door, then at himself. He was still in his BDUs. Dammit. Must have slipped his mind when he was leaving base. Bah, oh well, he thought, it's a vacation. I can wear what I damn well please.