Selise
Hyperspace seems to call to you, almost beckon you. You feel your very thoughts begin to expand out into the chaotic swirls. Then something seems to touch you back. Before you can understand it, it is gone. You find yourself a room away from most of the others, though since all of them are connected by the main corridor, this is difficult to do. The room itself is fairly spartan, little more than a bed, storage compartment and toilet facilities.
Dobar
As Dobar explores the ship, he finds that it is very practically built. No space is wasted, with wires protruding in some places, tubing sticking out in others. If there was a problem, one would probably find it easy to repair it. Most of the access panels are rather easily removed. The engines are of the Tokamak type, a miniature fusion core, barely pushing 80 gigawatts, but it seems efficient enough.
David
Making your way down the long accessway, you eventually come to the pilot's compartment. Opening the hatch, you see a rather disheveled man, beard and moustache as scraggily as his head hair. He pulls at a cigarette before acknowledging your presence. His Arabic accent is unmistakable. "Yeah, what do you want? Am I not flying fast enough for you?"
As far as room desriptions go, there isn't much to them except what you do to them on your trip. The rest of you can describe what you are doing to pass the time until the next encounter or I can simply fast forward to that point. Your choice.