Janie woke up at the sound of shouting. She looked around and spotted the naked man cursing at a floating robot. Her first thought was how rude and annoying he was. But then she noticed he was naked, and so were other people nearby. Finally, she looked down, and saw that she took, was naked. Confused, she slowly crawled forward to try and listen in and figure out what happened.<br/><br/>The last thing she remembered was accepting a job to escort a caravan. She was a skilled defender, able to wrestle away many types of enemies, but her knowledge of the surrounding desert was poor, since she had spent most of her upbringing in a single camp. Escorting that caravan would have given her a good opportunity to explore the horizon as well as make some caps.<br/><br/>Now however, who knew where she was, and what this strange machine wanted. She sat down on the cold floor and kept listening, staying quiet for now. She didn't even bother trying to hide her nudity. She wasn't prude, and she knew what a fit body she had, so she never cared if others looked at her. In fact it seemed the only clothing she still had was a strange wristband that she had never seen before. All of this was very weird to her.