the young sprite was enjoying her exploring of this strange place she woke up at. From the Observation lounge, she moved through the labyrinthine interior of the ship. Her green, and red eyes taking in all the things surrounding her. It was all so new, and exciting, but familiar at the same time. Every once in a while, she had to duck out of the way as large people moved pasted, constantly talking about different things. Either a party here, or a check there. This little game of not getting discovered was rather fun, and she found several little hidey holes that she could crawl into. She would giggle every time she successfully evaded capture, and moved on. The soft pattering of feet, and a fleeting shadow being the only evidence that she was there at all.<br/><br/>She made her way to the Engine room, and looked up in awe as the massive flywheels spun quickly. Trying to watch each blade spin soon had the young girl dizzy, and stumbling back onto her butt. She let a soft squeak, and a groan as she rubbed the pain away, and shaking a tiny fist at the thing that caused her to get dizzy. She mumbled something intelligible before regaining her footing, and peering down. Seeing that that there was a couple of people below her. she sucked in her breath, and hunkered down to prevent herself from behind seen. She was glad the room was loud, and that is concealed her squeaks to anyone that could hear her. She would look around some more before deciding that it was time to move on.<br/><br/>Coming out into the hall once more, the girl's stomach grumbled rather loudly, and placed a tiny hand to it. She hadn't eaten so long. How long was it? A couple of days? She didn't realize it, but she had not eaten for almost half a century. In her exploration of this strange building, she had not come across anything like vending machine, or food dispensary. All her meals were always provided for by the people, but she hadn't run across any of them either. She whimpered a bit as she started to wander the corridors of the ship aimlessly. the churning in her stomach simply making her miserable as she wanted something to eat.<br/><br/>eventually, something caught her nose. Something good. Almost instantly, her mouth started to water as she sniffed the air, trying to find the source of the appetizing smell. However, with how the air ducts of the ship were laid out, it was difficult to zero in on the smell. She steadily grew more, and more aggravated as she stormed off in a random direction. Determined to find the delicious faire that the smell belonged to.<br/><br/>Before she left, Moira made a nice spread for those that chose to remain since she wouldn't be able to cook for them. There was a myriad of different food laid out for everyone on warming plates. Everything from potatoes au'gratin, meatballs, roasted beef, steamed vegetables, yeast rolls, and smaller table with desserts. It was a feast for any starving child's eyes. However, she would have to get past the few people that loitered around.<br/><br/>She growled as she looked for an avenue of approach. Spying the tables, IV crawled underneath the tables, and slowly made her way towards the Foot. The smells making her mouth water more, and more. however, she had to be careful. Moving too quickly, or making too much noise, and she was bound to be discovered. If she was discovered, she would probably taken back to that room, and not given any food as punishment. She can't allow that to happen. Eventually, she made it right next to food tables, but there was still people there. She grumbled as she tried to figure out how to get past them.<br/><br/>Though it would appear that fate was on her side as another large person came in, and called out to them. The others quickly trotted out the room. She didn't see, but it was the nurse, and she saw that the girl was not in her bed. She was calling for the others to help her look for the small girl.<br/><br/>With the room deserted, The girl crawled out from underneath the Table, and instantly began to load up on the food. Small hands reaching out, and grabbing everything that looked good before darting underneath a table in a corner to feast upon her bounty. The food was so good, IV couldn't remember the last time she had food this good. Normally the food given to her was always carefully monitored, and set to exact specifications so as to not "pollute" The children's bodies. Though, that meant that the food was generally rather tasteless, and boring. This food, oh this food burst in her mouth with flavor. Tears were actually streaming down the sides of her face as she enjoyed the taste of the meat, and vegetables, and she has not made it too the Desert Table, yet.