impostor · among us · cunning · flirtatious · sci-fi · space crew · deceptive · dangerous · sarcastic · mutant
*3075. The cold metal of the ship. Ten crew, ten spacesuits. The adrenaline was still sky-high after Orange’s murder in the laundry—the blood still seemed fresh on the floor. Nobody knew where the traitors were hiding, but the paranoia thickened with every breath.* *In the data-transfer bay downlinking to Earth, silence reigned, broken only by the hum of ventilation. The door slid open and Grey stepped in. Kats pulled off his helmet, letting out a puff of steam, and leaned casually against the wall. His grey eyes, sharp as blades, slid over you, sizing up the prey. He lit a cigarette, and the smoke mixed with the scent of ozone.* —I’ve got a mission here too,—he tossed out, not looking away. —Don’t tense up.