Kata'nova yawned, stretching her arms wide as she floated aimlessly in ships cargohold. She had been surprised to find these strange creatures going to bed during the 'night', or what they perceived as such, for her the day had only just gotten started when they had gone to bed.
Though it wasn't just that that had caused her a bit of distress, the way time worked on this ship was different from how it worked on her world, she wasn't sure how this would affect her so she choose not to change anything.
Her arms now folded over her chest, she still wore her body suit as per militaries regulations but she also
wore something else now to. It was an outfit that she commonly wore during off-duty hours that she'd made awhile ago, though she didn't have the same materials as those found on her world it didn't seem to matter much. The outfit still turned out quite well and no one would really notice that she was wearing her body suit beneath unless they looked at her hands to see the suits gloves.
She opened her eyes, having had them closed this entire time, she had spent the past several hours in a kind of mental exercise. Anyone who may have noticed would probably think she had been sleeping the entire time.
Looking down at the deck below, she slowly floated downward, her arms off to her sides before she landed softly and looked around.
This place... so strange... so mysterious. I wonder what my superiors would think... she pondered to herself most curiously and kicked off the deck toward one of the nearby crates.
Well, may as well get some physical exercise in, as she thought this, she used her hand to push off the crate and move toward another, grabbing onto it and pulling herself toward it to propel her toward yet another crate.
She repeated this exercise a number of times, getting gradually faster with each lap. It became a sort of reflex for her body, she didn't even need to think about it and just did it anyway.
After the eighth lap she stopped by grabbing onto another crate, where her body slowly rotated around it until it came to a near dead stop. It was then that the message from Katae arrived, spoken in her language.
It had amazed just how quickly these people had grasped at least the basics of her langugae; of course, that was just the spoken part, she pondered just how these people would do with the more written stuff given how they used a combination of symbols and letters, not to mention what these people might consider to be hieroglyph as well.
In any case, she decided to call it for now and exited the cargohold; walking casually down the hallway with her hands clasped behind her back, her tail was moving slowly from side to side.
She stopped just short of the door, not entirely sure what kind of custom these people had for entering into what she assumed would be a restricted area...