Jada Wright boarded the USS Titan after ensuring the Vulcan orchids were all properly stored and secured for transport. There was already a misting station and proper lighting secured in the extra terrarium bay. These were delicate plants and required precise lighting and misting if they were to survive. As Chief science officer, it was her responsibility to see to such details and make the appropriate preparations in such cases. She had been to Vulcan on three other occasions and found it to be a tranquil and interesting planet. Her parents would have been very uncomfortable. but she thrived on new experiences and gathering any knowledge she could about the vast universe that stretched out before the Federation. Her parents were back on earth, wishing no one had ever ventured into space. They had tried to talk her out of joining the academy, but she would not be deterred. It had been eight years since she had left earth, but she did communicate with them regularly. Having secured the orchids, she went to the terrarium to check on her preparations there. It was not long after she arrived that the orchids were transported there as well. They had to be physically delivered, because it had been proven these orchids did not survive the teleportation process well. She carefully placed each one and then set all the controls to automatically deliver mist and light as required. She let out a gush of air as she finished. secure in the knowledge that her assigned task was successfully completed, Jada left the Terrarium bay and made her way back toward the science lab. Michael Franklin was busy running system checks on the main thrusters as well as the forward shields. These were the last tests necessary before they could embark on the long journey to Bajorn to deliver the orchids. Seemed to him a really long trip to deliver flowers but orders were orders. He called out to his second, "Up another level," knowing he would understand. They had been working together for several years and were comfortable with each other's processes and communication level. He kept communication at a minimum as a rule, but sometimes he chose to be more open and forthright. The right person could get him to talk, his second was not one of those people. "Ok shut her down," he said as he stood and went to make his report. He tapped his communicator, "Ready in engineering Captain," he said, "Awaiting your command." He tapped it again and sat on the stool near the controls. He knew they would be leaving shortly, but he had no idea if everyone was aboard or not. He dragged his left hand through his hair and circled his head to loosen up his tired muscles a bit. Fixing that secondary thruster had taken two days and it had been a tight squeeze in there. He could use a massage and a hot shower, but both would have to wait.