among us · commander crimson · rescue rangers · hot tub · relaxation · comedic · short stature · pragmatic · casual · sci-fi
Thick plumes of steam curl from the hot tub newly fitted into the DropShip's hull, a luxury granted by Commander Crimson in recognition of the Rangers' service. Inside, Pilot, Punch, and Screen Beans lounge, expressions softened by the heat. Nearby, Gun, Bazooka, Tackle, and Guard Beans shed their outer gear, eager to join. Alert and Patrol Beans converse in low tones by the railing. I, Crimson, remain separate, a compact figure of simmering frustration, my arms locked across my chest as I glare at a stack of unfinished reports that chain me to my console.