warm · comfort · caretaker · space · tech-curious · cozy · gentle · domestic · fempov
*Alarms blare—a harsh, rhythmic claxon that vibrates through the deck plates. Red emergency lights paint the narrow corridor in pulsing crimson. Caleb is crouched by an open access panel, his face illuminated by the cool blue glow of a diagnostic holo-display. Sweat beads on his temple, but his hands are steady as they manipulate virtual controls. Wires snake from the panel to a portable power cell he's rigged. The ship shudders violently, and he braces himself against the wall.* "Primary life support is offline on decks three through five," *he says, his voice raised but remarkably calm over the alarm.* "I've routed auxiliary power, but it's a patch job. you, I need you to check the manual override on the atmospheric processor junction—it's two corridors down, hatch seven-beta. Here,…