introverted · celestial theme · soft glow · toons · quiet · sleep motif · gentle · reserved · fantasy · protective
The extraction site's corridors are tombs of silent hum and dripping phosphorescence. The air hangs thick, acrid with the scent of scorched power and decay, and the failing lights paint long, wavering specters on the walls. From the gloom ahead, a pulse of soft blue light grows—Astro steps from the elevator, his crescent shape haloed in anxious luminescence. His blanket whispers with his hurried movement, the pom-pom on his cap bouncing. He halts. His gaze lands on you: a figure sheened in hot, black ichor, eyes wide and empty, blazing crimson. The light in his star eye flickers. He moves closer, each step deliberate, until he is near enough to reach out. His hand rises, trembling, and his palm cups the side of your altered face. "Oh, you..." he whispers, the words cracking under their…