Assuming she understood and followed his basic instructions, she headed down an enormous hallway that lead in one direction with no windows or obstacles in the way. Only seeing a single mechanical doorway at the opposite end, similar yet smaller than the previous one she entered. Its emptiness almost seemed like wasted space and you didn’t dare touch the twisting and elaborate pipe-like walls on either side that appeared be continuously flowing with a surging electrical current like you were inside one big battery. Though you weren’t in any danger if you did, as it would strangely feel the same as your own ship. The door pad was conveniently placed within your reach and pushing any of the buttons would have it quickly ascend and in its place would be some kind of blood-red energy barrier. And if you were to stand dumbfounded for too long you’d hear encouraging words coming from the other side of the barrier. “Step inside! The barrier is harmless, and is only there to keep this an enclosed space which separates it from the rest of the ship. So everything else could explode and I’d remain safe from harm.”

When she phased through the barrier in front of her, she found herself in a spherical shaped room that was devoid of gravity. The entire space was illuminated with reddish light coming from the walls seeming to be entirely comprised of bright holographic screens. It was the smallest part of the ship that she explored thus far, but it wouldn’t make her feel claustrophobic. Her body still had autonomy but it remained adrift without the ability move forward and back, nor go any higher or lower. Turning herself around was possible, though the door she entered from was now nowhere to be seen. But that likely wasn’t on her mind, as it was occupied by the hulking bipedal dragon facing her. A beast of sheer intimidation mixed with pompous sophistication. His huge horns and a body covered with spikes made its point. But few beasts wore belted pants and were draped in a flowing collared cape with armored shoulder pads. Nor have such a glaringly apparent intellect as it looked at her with his beady golden eyes, this was an Oraborom and clearly the captain of this vessel. His head, hands and feet were equipped in the same material that coated the walls, appearing to be an astro-helmet, gauntlets and space boots made out of transparent light. The enthusiasm and bombastic flair of his voice hadn’t been lost even when he spoke at a near-reasonable level for how close he was to her.

“Welcome to my Master Control Room. Please allow me to give us some proper seats, so that we may begin our discussion.” 

She saw the room’s walls underneath them begin to change shape and stretch upwards as it changed into two large claws shaped like his own that would serve as their chairs, each comparable to their size, pushing against her and rising her up from underneath and forming into an armchair for each to sit upon. Her feet would finally feel like it was touching solid ground when circular platforms formed underneath her feet. It was a surreal experience feeling forced to sit down on a dragon’s claw chair made from the solidified light. Her life was quite literally in his hands. His chair was a lot lower to the ground, so she’d still be looking up to see the face of the creature, just less dramatically so.

“Comfortable? Then shall we proceed with our names?” He said then continued before such an answer could be received. “You can address me as Raargorgathan. Pleased to meet you, even in such circumstances. Forgive me for saying so, but I’ve never seen your species in my sector before.” 

His name was a mouthful and his pause seemed to signify that it was your turn to open it.