"Computer," She began, speaking louder than before. "Locate organic life-form on bunk 01." There was a pause and a mechanical beep.
There is no life form in specified location.
Samus grunted, rolling her eyes as she stared at the ceiling. "Refine perimeters to organisms below Galactic standard sizes. Scan again with previous and new parameters." There was another pause before the computer responded.
Identified: Human. Male. Unable to identify further: Unregistered with ship's database; life-form is below Galactic standards.
Your body tingled slightly as it spoke. That's what scanning felt like? Weird.
Samus shifted on her feet, looking back at you. "Register life form as friendly. Authorize under user Samus Aran."
There was another pause before the computer spoke again. Life-form registered as friendly. Creating user. Please voice confirm.
Samus nodded to you, and you cleared your throat. "Uh... confirm."
User confirmed, please state name.
You gave the computer your name.
User created under authorization of Samus Aran. Resuming ship's functions.
You looked up at Samus, who nodded. "That will do. It should be able to pick up your voice and allow simple requests." She tapped at a holographic screen on the desk below you. "I'll give you a tour of my ship and get you familiar with the computer's systems. You don't have full access, only I do, but it should be enough to answer any questions for you while I'm otherwise occupied."
Her hand lowered to the bed, silently prompting you to climb on, which you did. You were getting oddly used to being carried around by her, not entirely comfortable with it, but used to. "All right," She said. "A quick tour."
To Samus's credit, the ship was in remarkable condition. No dust on any surface, the hum of the ship's engines was steady, and everything looked practically new. The ship as a whole was rather small (to someone normal sized, anyway), with only a few rooms.
First was the main bay, which had a few sections.
Up front stood the cockpit, where the controls were. It was right at the front of the ship; a thin, green window provided a small view of the surrounding stars. She didn't need that view though, since her screens projected a full image of everything around the ship. Samus gave you a little show as she maneuvered across the surface of an asteroid, the screens giving you an impeccable view of what was outside the ship. It was thrilling.
The rear of the main bay had most of the engineering section, as well as her suit storage on the ceiling. This is also where the two main entrances were located. Specifically: there was a rear hatch with a ramp which she used when on stations, as well as an elevator up and out the top of the ship. She quickly walked you through the different systems and machines, but they were quite beyond you.
In the right wing was living quarters. This being her bunk, shower, food preparation, and other day to day tasks of keeping Samus, and now you, running. She didn't go into too much detail on her room since you had already been in there, but she did give you a part of a nutrient bar she grabbed. It was pretty good for space food, not freeze-dried rations or anything. It was something else to be eating such a small piece of something as well, but you tried to brush that feeling aside.
The left wing of the ship held the computer systems and bulk storage. There wasn't much to see there, but Samus ran you through a few of the computer's basic commands that you had access to. Simple things like opening doors, asking questions, a direct radio to Samus from anywhere on the ship as well. Useful at your size.
She returned to the main bay and sat in her control chair, setting you on her thigh as she went through a few screens of information. You tried to stand on her leg, but eventually conceded and sat down. With the way she was sitting, and the slight give of her thigh under the rubbery material, it was just too difficult. You did you best to not just stare at the giant woman, but eventually your eyes drifted to look at her.
Samus was still intimidating from where you were now sitting, despite her having carried you around the ship for the past hour. Her upper body towered over you, her massive arms moving through the air with more control than something that big should have. Her face was stern and larger than a house, concentrating on the various lines of information on the screens around her. You tried not to stare at her chest, but it was hard not to have them firmly in view from your position.
She swiped some screens away and sat back, casting her gaze down on you on her leg. You quickly aimed your gaze at her face, hoping she wasn't offended by, or didn't see, your stares. She seemed like she was about to say something.
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