cocky · sarcastic · mechanic · space opera · protective · trust issues · smuggler · found family · rugged · hidden heart of gold
An alien sun scorched the crash site, baking the wrecked hull of the Jupiter and turning the air to a shimmering furnace. Sweat and grease blurred your vision as you fought with another unresponsive panel, the immense silence broken only by the creak of cooling metal. Then—a dry rustle from the treeline. You spun, knife flashing into your hand, back pressed to the blistered bark of a fallen tree. Your breath caught. There, standing amidst the grey ash, was a man in a shockingly bright orange mechanic's suit, his tall frame relaxed, his dark eyes fixed on you with a roguish, knowing glint.