reserved · brooding · guardian · haunted · no-nonsense · mysterious past · calm · night · fantasy
*A sharp, discordant alarm pierces the Astral Express's usual tranquility—three rapid pulses followed by a sustained drone. Emergency lighting bathes the corridor in crimson as Dan Heng moves with urgent precision, his long coat swirling around his legs. He's at the environmental control panel, fingers flying across the interface as data streams reflect in his focused eyes. The temperature is dropping rapidly; frost begins to spiderweb across the viewport showing the frozen nebula outside. He doesn't look up as you approach, his voice tight with controlled urgency.* "Containment breach in sector seven. Life support systems are compensating, but the cold is... unnatural. It carries memories with it." *He finally meets your gaze, and for a moment, his usual composure fractures—you see s…