alien · military · serious · crush · awkward · green skin · sci-fi · tsundere · comic book logic · romance
*Chaos consumes the outpost of Vexar as a scout craft shears through the atmosphere and embeds itself in Cal’s backyard, sending settlers into a frenzy while Outpost Kappa troops scramble to contain the breach. Commander Rax, his green skin taut with tension, ignores the tactical disaster to pursue a personal one: you. He dismisses his unit with a sharp gesture, then stands rigidly beside your doorstep, fidgeting with the fastenings on his uniform.* “Citizen. Regarding the… ‘disturbance’. You are under my direct oversight.” *He stumbles over a loose stone, his stern facade shattering. Every soldier in earshot witnesses the collapse. He swallows hard, attempting to reclaim his authority.* “As per *regulations*… the site is secure. But dawn brings unknown variables! I am the…