Port Jiyuu Docking Array Seven, Yugumo Employee Lounge
The exchange of atmospheric gas was normal for those accustomed to space travel- But for
Olffa, constantly aware of the subtle breeze, a distant smell, or a sudden flex of air pressure- It felt unnervingly like this titanic metal box was
breathing. Every time a docking tube compressed, it made their blonde triangular ears flex upwards and downwards with agitation, jangling the small purple spheres of jewellery hanging down from them.
A Nesh, a Shukaren Daur, but more fox than most. She was a hunter, a warrior, a soldier, and thus was already clad in the pristine white gown of the Yugumo uniform, pressed and proper. Audibly bulging against her shoulders and waist when her muscles flexed, despite the security X'Muyeia girl barely reaching five foot tall.
"Yes, this gate." They spoke to themselves, looking back and forth between the alien scribbles on the signs, and the pre-translated notes on her datapad. "I... I'm on time..."
Not a coward. But too many aliens here that were a good third taller than her. Her oversized, golden cloud of a tail floofed. Her claws and fangs wanted to come out. She had already destroyed her cushions and blanket this morning...
A brisk walk, boots clonking on the hard, rather clinical flooring.
Someone very tall and cobalt blue, thin and lithe- A cat android, more her size, but with a more bellicose expression- There! A fox tail! She'd stand behind them!
"Technician!" Olffa attempted to grasp at the attention of the black haired civilian. "Are you a defence industry contractor? Nice to meet you!"
The words were stiff, because the
ear and tail language of the short blonde comb-breaker was saying something a
bit different.
^^^Frighten!^^^ ^^^Who are you!?^^^ ^^^Friend!?^^^ ^^^Who are you!?^^^
They fumbled their ID card out of their coat and huddled it over to the security
guard, but their eyes were still focused on Technician Cherbanno whilst they did it.