[b]Ry woke up, it was early morning. She was in a pair of pajamas, her room blazing hot. While this heat, would make many have a heat stroke, it just felt pleasantly warm to Ry. Perks of being a Solarian. Very high heat resistance and when she is burned, it feels nice to her. She didn't know why. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that her and her people worshipped a supercomputer in the center of their planet. Of course, they didn't think it was a computer. They thought it was some sort of magnificent god, one that could offer them protection, for it already gave them warmth. She said her morning prayer to the god, nicknamed the Sun by its worshippers. She pulled the yellow sheets off of the red, circular mattress, and got up out of bed. Her hair wasn't tied back like it usually was, and it was frizzy and stood up in all directions, all in its normal, dull purple. Her bare feet hit the red carpeting, soft to the touch. She thought it felt like clouds, but most people would just call it very hot. She looked out the window that covered the entirety of the back wall of her room, and she looked out at the Dojo. She smiled. The place began to really feel like a new home. She walked over to her dresser, and picked out a set of her orange robes to wear today. She decided she would choose her thin robes, she didn't plan on leaving the ship. She grabbed some underwear from her top dresser drawer, and hurried out to take a bath. She got out of the bath around twenty minutes later, having changed into her new robes and everything. She hadn't tied her hair back up, and it fell down past her shoulders, down to the middle of her back. It swayed slightly as she walked, matching the slight sway of her hips. She took a breath, there was nothing like a good bath in some hot lava. Yes, she does actually bathe in lava. When I said heat resistance, did you think I meant that she wouldn't be burned easily? She walked to the kitchen, and glanced at the clock. It was 7:37, right about when she usually woke up. She'd memorized her sleep patterns, she had nothing better to do when she was up in her ship, before she got here. She walks over to her fridge, which isn't actually a fridge. It just looks like one. It keeps stuff in suspended animation. She takes out some bacon, and some eggs. She decided she would also try to make another traditional human breakfast item, hash browns. She toons some potatoes out, and set them near the grater she would use to shave the pieces off to make the little potato strips. She got out four pans, two for the food she would make for herself, and two she would use to make her guest's food. She began with her stuff, it was easy. She sat the bacon and the eggs in their respective pans until they burnt. Burnt food tasted good to her. She shaved the potatoes into tiny strips, and burnt them also. She played hers, and moved on to the second set. She didn't really know how he liked his eggs, so she just went with scrambled, cooked until it was all solid. She cooked the bacon like a normal person would cook bacon, and same with the hash browns. She called out through the ship, hoping her guest was up and was hungry.[/b] "Hey Leone! I made some breakfast! Come get it while it's hot!" [b]Meanwhile, while all this was happening, the door to the spaceship was open for once, and pretty much anyone could walk in.[/b] [spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]