Operations Officer's Quarters

Lieutenant Junior Grade Avar Dacil

When one walks into the quarters of Avar Dacil, the first thing that comes to mind is an antique show, or perhaps a junk shop. You would think that the ship’s Counselor lives in the room, but upon entering, it becomes obvious that it is the lair of a pack rat.

All around the room, are what appear to be miscellaneous objects on stands or tables of some sort. Each object rests on a silky green fabric that drapes to the floor, concealing whatever stand each group of objects is supported by. However there is one that is not quite completely covered, and you can see that it is actually the crate that the object used to be packed in. Each one looks very different, small bits of memorabilia from years of travel, most of which once had a use, but has mostly long since been forgotten by the Eldarian resident.

Immediately to the right once entering the room, is a kitchen, complete with sink, stove, and fridge. The counter curves almost to the rightmost wall, enclosing an area for the cook to work. Right next to a series of wall cabinets painted dark blue, with swirls of darker blue, is the replicator.

Continuing around the room counter clockwise, one encounters a round wooden table with 4 chairs around it, for the possibility that company might stop by. The centrepiece of the table is, naturally, another odd object. This one looks almost like a cactus, but is a metallic colour, uncharacteristic of cacti. In the top right corner of the room, behind the table, is an intricate, wooden looking object, on a roundish cloth covered crate.

Against the back wall, under the windows, is a desk Avar uses occasionally. On it is a screen, and what appears to be a small lamp. Usually there are also several books on this desk, the books the Counselor is working on at the time.

The top left hand corner of the room, is simply the bed. Plain standard Starfleet bed.

In the center of the room is a fairly large couch which curves around a coffee table. With yet another strange centrepiece, this one being almost like a tree, but with something that is not quite treeish about it.

Elegantly cluttered, sums the Cns’s quarters up quite nicely. Strange object and whatever books he is reading at the time, strewn about on top of carefully concealed crates.