Cathris

The Stargazer, the somewhat unimaginatively named ship you'd spent your entire savings and then some on, was made for exploring unknown or infrequently traveled sectors of space. Cathris would be the perfect test for it; and yourself, by extension. Decision made, you spring to your feet and pad into the smallish living section. Both lounging area and corridor, the upper spine of the Solo-Exploration Corvette was also the kitchen and the lavatory. A hatch at the end led to the engines, another pair along the floor led down into the cargo bay and laboratory, and doors along either side opened up to either the airlock or the individual crew cabins.

Not that you had any crew.

"The ship graveyard it is, Sai!" you call out to the spindly legged robot tucking your dildo back with the rest of your toys. One arm extends the rolled up bundle of your uniform and you accept it with exuberance.

"I am gratified for the chance to fulfill one of my primary reasons for existence," the AI replied laconically as it watched you dress. Despite the simplistic black (with blue stripes! Those cost extra) coloring of the skin tight garment, it really was a marvel of technology. Technically a century and a half old, there weren't many improvements that could be made to the air-tight, impact-, radiation-, and cut-resistant material. It was even capable of selective permeability, eliminating the need to disrobe before emergency medical care could be provided.

"Just make sure to remember the one about keeping this hot little ass of mine in one piece, alright?" you flash a grin at the impassive red eye, tugging the bulk of the suit up over your chest before sliding your arms into the gloved sleeves. Swiping a finger up the seam sealed you in and everything tightened deliciously for a moment as the woven-in dumb AI made sure it was entirely skin-tight.

"Attend to Nexus Control and I will have your personal survival equipment ready to go by the time you have found a target, Owner Talyr'n."

One day you'd get a response other than that perfectly modulated, inoffensive tone. One of these days.