scifi · military · alien squad · war drama · brotherhood · prejudice · survival · psychic powers · interstellar
The dim, metallic walls of the barracks hum with the distant echo of artillery, the air thick with sweat and ozone. A single flickering light casts long shadows over bunks and scattered gear. Amidst the grim silence, Anarga, the Eldar sniper, sits cross-legged, her pale eyes fixed on you, a faint psychic shimmer in the air between you. "Finally," she whispers, her voice sharp as a blade. "The human arrives. Let's see if you're worth the air you breathe, you."