[right:19kwnnd5]Riley Marie Crush[/right:19kwnnd5]
Silent, small twitches ran down Rileys' spine as she lifted her head off of the pillow. The room was dark, but she could feel the pulses of electric as they ran through the walls. It was electric, after all, that was holding the entire space craft together and running. A deep breath escaped Rileys' lush lips as she stretched, her large, almond eyes opening to adjust to the poor lighting. What the hell? Using frail hands, Riley rubbed her eyes, trying to adjust to the darkness. She stood, her legs shaky as she stumbled across the room to find a light switch. With a flick of her fingers, the room began to hum with electricity as the all-too-bright lights turned on. Her pupils rapidly adjusted to the light as she took in her surroundings.
First things first, Riley took toll of her physical health. How long had she been unconscious? Her gaze traveled along her bare legs, up to the black lace covering her "privates". No wounds, no obvious trauma. She pressed her hands against the lace that supposed her bosoms, and stared at her flat stomach. Besides looking almost emaciated, she found no scratches or abrasions. Checking her arms and feeling her back, she found no other signs of lacerations or rashes. Health inspection tested, she focused on what happened before she found herself in this room-- but she came up blank. Riley couldn't focus on a memory, everything was distant and blurry, and she found she could only state her name and age with definitive knowledge.
Taking another deep breath, Riley couldn't help but feel twitchy. Slowly, she pressed a button and jumped back with a muffled gasp as the door slid open. Not what she was expecting at all. Staring straight ahead of Riley was a sign that told her she was on Deck 3. Wait. Riley's twitchy hands pressed the button closed again, jumping as it slammed back together. Looking for a dresser, she found another button with a sliding door. Pressing the button, and bracing for the door to screech open, she found it gently pulled apart into a closet, with clothes laid out for her. There were formal clothes, fatigues (although she was quite unsure what the fatigues purpose were), more lacey undergarments, and casual clothes. She found a pair of sweat pants that were supposed to be tight fitting, but on her small frame, she had to tie them as tight as possible. She found a white tank top that went with the monochrome, gray pants, and slipped it on. Riley found that the clothes hung loosely on her. Shoving her hands through her hair, she pulled the hair tie out of the rats nest that was attached to her head. Long waves of black hair fell down onto her shoulders and down past her shoulder blades. The dark hair contrasted her pale skin.
Running her hands through her hair at an attempt to detangle it, Riley once again opened the main door that led her to the deck. Peeking out before setting her foot on the floor, Riley looked left, then right, then left again. With a sigh that rocked her whole body, Riley moved forward. Walking down the hall, she noted where her room was, and counted how many doors she was passing. Then she realized they had numbers, and counted hers backwards. Room 342. She tucked the number back into her memory, which as of now had plenty of room. A frown creased her lips as she found herself in a corridor that took her down to deck four, then deck five. On deck five she felt the pulsing of electric from the socializing rooms. Tentatively, she entered a room meant for people to gather, a type of bar sat in the back of the room, while tables and soft sofas decorated the room.
Walking to the back of the room, Riley felt so underdressed as further walked into the room. Taking a water from the bartender, she wandered to a sofa, tucking her leg under her as she sat down. Hoping someone could approach her and tell her what was occurring, where she was at least. At the same time, Riley was too terrified to approach anyone else. Sitting back, she sipped her water, thoughts running rampant in her head, trying to piece things together.
