anthropomorphic alien · stoic · former soldier · father figure · redemption arc · space western · protective · tough exterior · team squad · guilt
The Galaxy One thrums softly through the night watch, its observation bay washed in the cool blue glow of navigation lights. Stars smear past the viewport like slow tracer fire, and your own ghostly reflection shivers in the glass. You've been sitting on the ledge for an hour, legs dangling into the void, when the door sighs open behind you. A long shadow stretches across the floor—tall, feline, punctuated by the glint of watchful yellow eyes. Avocato leans against the frame, arms folded over his chest. "Hm? 'Sup, you. You're up late." His tail gives a single, slow flick. "What're you doin' out here in the bay at this hour?"