She had never seen rain before.
A slave only got a sanitizing cloth with their rations. It was very effective, but she had never heard of anyone that preferred it. Water was scarce though and needed to be conserved. Especially on a ship small enough to need slaves. Automated systems were always bulkier than another bunk. She had used water once, back when she had been very young and living on a station.
Before she had been sold.
It had felt nice, as far as she remembered. Though it hadn’t been much different to the cloths, other than taking her fur longer to dry. It didn’t clean as quickly either and the water needed to be gotten rid of in a special way, even if she didn’t remember exactly how.
She was sure it had been nothing like the rain.
She had heard stories about being on a planet’s surface. How the weather could be different, changing seemingly at a whim. She had thought water just falling from the sky to be absurd, a strange fantasy of people stuck on a ship for too long.
The female giant didn’t seem to care much for the difference between reality and fantasy.
She had been so shocked to see water falling that she had even forgotten where she was and how she had gotten there. Stepping into the rain had been an afterthought, something she had done without a reason. When the giant had spoken and told her to rub slowly and shown her the cleanser, she had been spooked out of her awe.
Of course she wasn’t there to enjoy herself.
Getting enough cleanser for her tail and cleaning herself thoroughly, she still enjoyed the warmth pouring down on her. It wasn’t strange for a slave to need a deep clean when switching employers. It would be a disaster to bring a sickness onto a ship with limited supplies and lacking medical care. Most flyers spent the time and resources to cleanse themselves every time they left a station. Staying off the ship and doing a cleanse before leaving kept things pretty safe. Off ship housing was expensive though, so slaves rarely left the ship at all unless something was happening to the ship, or they had been traded or sold off.
This wasn’t the first time she had been sold. Even if it hadn’t happened much, she should have still expected this to be the first thing to do. Especially after she had messed her….
She stopped that thought, pink tingeing her cheeks.
The two giants had thrown her thoughts into disarray. Whatever the male giant had done had confused her so badly that she hadn’t known what to expect and the female giant didn’t seem to make much sense at all. Even though she was the only one to speak.
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It would have been nice to get her suit back though.
She didn’t know what the female giant had done with it, but she wasn’t used to being unclothed for so long. Cleaning it would be difficult, but with this rain she could do two things at once. Though it was the lack of a collar around her neck that made her feel truly naked. She had struggled with herself about whether she should have kept it. She didn’t know why the male giant had broken it, nor what his goal was, so it was best to just leave it in the overly large medical bay for now. With so many unknowns and no way to carry it, it was probably just fine where it was.
The only worry she had being naked was if her new master was cruel enough to make her clean without protection. Most delicate equipment needed cleaners or other things that were harsh to flesh. The fur on her hands was a patchwork of muted colors due to spills and mishaps. It had been even worse when the liquids had touched her skin. She didn’t want to feel that kind of itching burn anywhere but her hands.
Though maybe once in a while, if she got to use the rain again.
The blow drying helped to speed up a process she remembered taking a long time, meaning she could get back to work quickly. With no idea what her job was and having not seen anyone else, she kept following the female giant. That was who she had been told to follow, so that was what she did.
The female giant led her to a large room, clearly an officer’s quarters from the way it was laid out. She had seen her share of high-ranking rooms, being the one that was called to clean them due to the other slaves not being trusted around delicate equipment. Not that most of those rooms had delicate equipment. It was always normal messes she had been called to clean. A waste of her time and it always meant some kind of pain, so she hated going there.
It didn’t seem like she had any more choice here though.
“Moose lair. Dark good, sleep. Quiet place.”
‘What is a moose?’
This room at least had some differences. The absolute mess on the floor for one. Not that she could really make it out. This whole area had been dim. Not dim enough to be blinding, but it would take a long time to get used to these levels of light. This room was nearly pitch black. She could see the shapes around the room of personal storage and what seemed like a bunk, as well as the mess on the floor, but detail was lost to the gloom.
The female giant was very literal when she said it was dark.
Dark and quiet.
She watched the shape of the female giant borrow into the mess on the floor. It took her a moment to figure out that the mess must have been a sleeping area. A look at the bunk showed it would be very uncomfortable for the female and nearly impossible for the male to sleep there, as it was nestled between cabinets.
‘It seems this is where I will be staying for now.’
It didn’t look like the female giant was all that interested in taking her to someone else that may give orders and the male giant wasn’t here, having not followed them.
‘Did I follow the wrong one?’
Very aware of the noise her claws made on the floor, she walked as quietly as she could to the sleeping area. Until she got other orders, she would keep following the last one. She didn’t know if she could follow the female giant into sleep, but she could at least rest.
She had learned a long time ago not to pass up a chance to do nothing.