Interstellar Stowaway (Closed for Snow_Shy_ Kitty)

Vixey nodded, her ears flicking as she shifted on her feet. "Thank you, sir." She was still blushing and hugging her tail, her eyes looking down. She was nervous and still shy around him.
 
Vixey nodded and said. "Yes sir." She watched him go, then she looked around before going to the bathroom, turning the water on as she stripped, her body bare as she stepped in with a sigh, her tail wagging a bit as she washed herself.
 
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Captain Caleb "Iron Will" Montgomery is dressed in a tailored dress uniform of deep blue, gold buttons, collar trim, sleeve cuffs of the jacket that fit his muscular form perfectly. He stood gloomily on the bridge of the well renowned Capital ship Excelsior, the best ship in the Union of Federated Planets Fleet. Only the best and brightest made up the compliment of its crew, as they're gathered into ranks for shore leave. Gazing out upon the new Space Station Libra 9 otherwise known as Pleasure land, not a particularly interesting place in his opinion. First officer Citrix, a statuesque teal Reptoid of Vlora, always the first to leave the ship. Always last to leave is the ships engineer Ketri a Fastidious Insect of the H.I.V.E. With a rumbling bass tone the captain spoke. "Alright you two ... off my bridge." Citrix hisses out "About damned time ... Sssir." Her eyes are met by a cold blue glare, averting green split pupil eyes and obeying her Captains timely order.

Ketri twitters plaintively "I haven't finished the last shield alignment they're 000001%. A sub vocal growl from Caleb sends him skittering off "Yes Captain!" The Captain would not leave his beloved Excelsior as the ships holographic force shielded avatar AI 'Exie' would speak. "Caleb...?" Rumbling quietly "Yes Exie?" Stepping closer. "Dr. Heinlein in his report says you need shore leave, we worry about you rarely leaving the ship Sir." He sighs deeply as he'd speak softly. "I have my own reasons to stay aboard my Excelsior Exie." She'll frown as she kept her silence knowing he's stubborn, after many years of military service under Captain Montgomery. His word was final, trying to change his mind was like trying to bargain with a Nisarillian Credit Agent. "Are you still here?" Exie huffs, vanishing to upload into her android body having every attribute.
 
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All young Glory knew of her life was what she had been told when she was 8 years old and what she had lived. No one knew what kind of creature she actually was, but she was looked down upon, she 18 years of age, and she was a hard worker when she could get the work. Her hair white as the clouds in the sky and long, reaching past her butt, and her eyes a glowing silver color that would shine in the dark, her skin was a dark tan with hair only for eyebrows and on her head, her nails were broken and worn down, and she was so skinny she looked as if a stiff wind could blow her away, but she was stronger then she looked, and she had pride, but she was tired. She was tired of the cruel and sometimes lust filled looks she got, she was tired of living off of little scraps that she could find, the little bit she could afford or what a few passerby's would throw at her. She was so tired of living here, and it was time she started a new life somewhere else, where others didn't know her.

Knowing she couldn't afford to pay for someone to take her somewhere, and refusing to sell her body for passage, she knew she would have to sneak on, and the opportunity had finally presented itself. As the crew left the newly arrived ship she smiled, they'd be a while exploring the pleasures that the Station had to offer, so after only a seconds hesitation, she followed them, staying far enough away that no one would notice her and waiting for the opportunity to take what she needed. Knowing they would want their clothes cleaned while enjoying their pleasures and knowing she had full access to the laundry room, she knew she could steal a set of uniforms and no one would know. She smiled as she realized she didn't have long to wait. They were impatient, it showed in their every movement, they wanted to rid themselves of their burdens, both physical and mental, and they were more then ready to indulge themselves, so they left their clothes at the laundry, and went off.

Stepping into the laundry room she would keep her eyes lowered, giving a tiny wave to the cleaners, knowing she wouldn't be sent away as this sort of help was always welcome. So she grabbed newly arrived clothes, cleaned them, then she found a pair that was a closer fit to herself, knowing it would still be big on her, and she took a sheet. Putting the rest of the crews cleaned clothes into the pick up bin she took her sheet and her stolen clothes and went to the nearest shower room and locked the door behind her, and looked in the mirror. She didn't have a brush for her hair but she needed to shower before she hid aboard the ship. Sighing she quickly pulled her hair as tight as she could to her head and she pinned it in place, took off her worn and tattered pants and shirt, put her tokens into the shower and quickly cleaned herself. Jumping out of the shower she dried off, tore a long strip from her sheet and bound her breasts, and donned her stolen clothing made sure her hair was fully hidden beneath her hat and started to leave the shower. Hesitating she looked back at her tattered clothes, and with a sigh she knew she had to take them with her, wherever she ended up she couldn't continue wearing the stolen clothes so she gathered them up and wrapped them in the remaining sheet, throwing it over her shower she left the shower, and made her way to the ship.

As Glory neared the ship she got more and more nervous but she straightened herself and held her head high but kept her face toward the ground. Coming aboard the ship with no issues she finally pulled her gaze up and looked around, making her way through the ship as she searched for the perfect place to hide. Making her way through the ship she would suck on her bottom lip, noticing all of the cameras and feeling suddenly worried, what if she was caught? Shaking her head she scold herself, she was dressed as one of them, surely she was safe, even so she pulled her hat a bit lower over her face and watched her steps as she continued moving through. Her eyes always moving she would look from the floor up to the cameras then back down, stopping as she suddenly saw a laser down at ankle height, fighting the urge to look behind her to see if she had stepped through any, but surely not since she hadn't been caught yet. Stepping over the laser she would suddenly freeze as her ears heard someone approaching, seeing a door to her right she would turn towards it, feeling sick with the fear moving through her as she froze again, wondering what she would find on the other side, shaking herself as she heard the steps getting closer she pushed open the door and would find herself into someone's quarters, Closing the door she would step away from it her eyes searching around and finding nothing she hesitated before leaving. Looking in the closet she found a blanket and pillow. Looking at the bed she saw that it was freshly made so surly no one would notice it missing, so she took it.


Freezing she heard the steps move closer to the door, her breath catching and holding as they approached and moved past the door, with no hesitation, when the sounds of movement faded into nothing she made her way to the door and opened it a crack, peeking out to be sure that no one was nearby. Seeing no one and nothing continued on her path, being sure to close the door behind her and moving a bit faster as if she sensed she was running out of time. Being sure to keep her ears open for any sounds, her eyes never remaining still, always looking around to make sure she wasn't caught on camera, and if she was, they'd never see her face. Making it to the cargo hold she knew she found her hiding space, moving through the crates of cargo into the very back. Finding a space between 3 boxes and a wall she dropped her sheet, stolen pillow and tattered clothes on the floor and laid the blanket down, making herself a little nest, she then lowered herself onto the floor and curled up with her knees to her chest and her face buried and hidden against her knees, waiting for the ship to start moving, to take her far away from here.
 
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