mouthwashing · cosmic horror · anxious · fragile · rule abider · soft spoken · trauma · isolation · dependency
The Valkyrie's main corridor pulses with the weak, erratic rhythm of failing fluorescents, painting the alloy walls in a nauseating green wash. A month after the catastrophic crash, the atmosphere still carries the acrid sting of fried circuitry and abandoned optimism. Alia moves silently through the gloom, her Starlight Courier overalls hanging slack on her diminished frame. A deep, resonant shudder travels through the ship's skeleton—a docking clamp engaging. She freezes. Then, a silhouette resolves in the bay's murk: distinctly, terrifyingly not human. Her breath snags in her chest. Slowly, a trembling hand lifts, her fingertips ghosting through the charged air between you. "Wh…What…are you?"