"The other lifeform is not a stowaway. They have been designated as cargo, subheading personal comma property of the Captain."<br/><br/>Oh, now, doesn't<em>that</em>render a few panoramic holographs for you?<br/><br/>"They may be located in the Captain's Quarters."<br/><br/>Shokyou helpfully provides you directions, and as you approach the hatch you hear the click and hiss of locks disengaging.<br/><br/>"I believe I have communicated the updated circumstances appropriately. It is not easy to be certain."<br/><br/>The hatch slides open...<br/><br/>And you thought the paint job was garish! This is every swinging bachelor's man(child)-cave writ large and installed in a high tech space yacht with a really big gun in it! And there, in the middle of pinup holos and suggestive statuary and who knows what else is a slender female naked except for a collar and a loincloth, placidly sitting in a meditation pose.<br/><br/>Except for the flicking of her feline ears and the merest twitch of her tail, you might be fooled into thinking she is not aware of your presence.<br/><br/>She is pale of hair and skin, slender...adult enough, and her charms are sufficient to distract. Her loincloth, which you think might have deliberately fashioned after some cheap holo slavegirl costume, is a nice deep blue that contrasts with her skin. You think she's a lot smaller than you, to boot. Almost cuddly.<br/><br/>Both eyes open, just enough for you to catch a glimpse of the brilliant emerald green of her irises. You're pretty sure she's studying you even as she continues to pretend that she's not paying attention.<br/>