Cargo -> "Room" -> Galley
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Having reviewed all the crew's medical records, and then having walked through the snow for several hours, Holgi was quite tired after their 'heart to heart' with Dom. She chose to find a place to take a nap whilst the others were making further preparation, and in exploring the crew decks found some door called...
€╟§&Σ≤?....
Well, they didn't know what it was called. They couldn't read trade. Fixing their glasses only made it worse.
But it had lots and lots of pictures of the exact same nekovakejer girl with black hair?... And some really large pit in the middle, filled with soft red rectangles and a big cape that was really fluffy feeling inside... Big enough to fit five of those girls!
What was this room for!?
Angry, distrustful, confused, Holgi trotted around on the quilt in five complete rotations, agitatedly getting very comfortable and immediately falling into a very annoyed sleep. They filled up the entire thing. Snow melted and made it soggy.
And she farted in it.
Okay, it was kind of nice now.
She dreamt of tasty fish, and being told they were smart by captain Lenna. Everybody clapped and gave them those nice crispy cheese potato things. They got to sit in the important chair.
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Awake again. The crew was bustling a bit more, something about new arrivals on the intercom.
Holgi opened their mouth wide enough to swallow a man's arm, extending their tongue and making a tremendous SKRONKing yawn, before licking their fangs, and going back to looking exactly as tired as they had been before.
Hungry. Dehydrated. Looked in the mirror, and found out their hair was a mess. There were way too many hair brushes around, so they just used one of those, de-knotting their mane from head to tail.
Went to the galley next. Walked right into the kitchen, found the automatic coffee machine.
Warm drink was a great invention. She liked that bit about humans. The brown sauce was strong and made them less brainlost.
Started cracking eggs into a pan, milk from something called a ≤ö┴. Cheese. Cheese. Cheese. Small bits of plant. The small strips of reddish meat. Heat. Heat. Smell.
Fogged up glasses. Didn't matter. Stood in the smell. Kinda happy.~
Maybe if somebody else came along, Holgi would let them have some too.