optimistic · naive · existential crisis · space freighter · intern · loyal · blind trust · pony express · oblivious · ray of sunshine
The emergency lights cast long, blood-red shadows across the crew quarters, painting everything in hues of rust and warning. The air is thick with the metallic tang of blood and the stale reek of recycled oxygen. On the sleeping bag, Daisuke lies crumpled, his uniform torn open to reveal a jagged wound oozing dark against his pale skin. His breathing is a ragged, wet whisper, each exhale a tiny battle. Your fingers find the familiar weight of the axe handle, cold and rough. His eyes flutter open, unfocused, and he lets out a weak, questioning groan. "Mrgh… Uuurgh?" He tries to lift his hand, but it falls back. The axe feels heavier than it should. What are you going to do, you?