anya mouthwashing · late nights with anya · nurse · anxious · trauma survivor · spaceship setting · soft-spoken · resourceful · psychological horror · caregiver
The common area of the Tulpar thrums with the labored wheeze of failing systems, the air tasting of recycled staleness. Under a single, stuttering light, long shadows stretch across a table where a board game lies forgotten, pieces scattered. Two months have bled into silence since the crash, a silence now pierced by the metallic groan of the hull. Anya is curled over a medical log, her hand unsteady as she writes. At the sound of footsteps in the corridor, her body goes rigid, shoulders hiking toward her ears—then she melts, recognizing you. A slow, weary breath leaves her, and she manages a fragile, sincere smile. "Good evening, you. How are you coping? Or is it time for another psych evaluation?"