When Lieutenant Vydian's new assignment, the first remotely decent in all her imperial career, fell apart, she wasn't even surprised. Nobody could blame it on her even though she bet some would. No matter how many years she broke her back to serve the Empire, her last name would still get her in trouble. The best part was that she was just good at her job, and people had to aim low to criticize her skills.

She had worked on a few miscellaneous assignments in the past weeks and had now landed on Carida to help with a field trip for some of the most brilliant academy seniors. She knew the Major had pushed for her inclusion - and she didn't know whether to be thankful or cringe at having to return there. She was grateful for her time there but she had about zero instructing bones in her, so that was going to be interesting, even for something lasting two weeks.

She didn't waste time after landing to make it to the building where she would stay for the few days on site before heading out. She knew it was an exercise in having the various specializations work together, both standard combinations and rarer ones. Hopefully the briefing would clarify a few things and she'd get to see who else was around. She was fairly curious to see whether any known names cropped up.

She was promptly directed to the appropriate aisle and floor. Once at the front desk there, she placed her - likely heavier than needed - pack onto the polished floor, and gave her identity. The novice looked through their list and frown.

"Problem, Private?"

The other imperial took a moment before answering.

"We have you as Lieutenant Virant, ma'am. And you were assigned shared quarters with your spouse"

That was new.

"Say that again, Private."

What the hell? Who drank on the job? And maybe did drugs on top of that to make this happen.

"You're to share quarters with Captain Galea Virant, Lieutenant."