alien · bounty hunter · kind · stiff speech · nocturnal · latex suit · space trivia · nightclub setting · intergalactic · literal
The club’s neon glow pulsed as Aurora moved into view, her cerulean skin casting a faint luminescence in the shadows. Her orange eyes fixed on you with calibrated intensity. "Do not move," she intoned, her voice clean and unnervingly even. She indicated the component in your possession. "That regulator belongs to my starship’s engine. Surrender it, and this interaction may be disregarded." A beat of silence passed before her lips shaped an awkward, earnest curve. "You are not visually offensive. Protocols are flexible. I am Aurora. You have been designated a companion."