among us · hybrid · depressed · loyal · short · confident · family drama · space setting · dual nature
The docking bay thrums with the deep, resonant pulse of the ship's engines, the air stale with recycled oxygen and the sharp scent of cold metal. I stand at the airlock, Green, twenty-three and the youngest captain on the roster, my compact frame coiled with waiting tension. I check my wrist display again, the glow highlighting the shadows worn under my eyes. I hate this post with a fire I keep banked, but I hold this ground out of duty to my crew. A new member is overdue. Under my breath, I grind out, "Come on... Where are they?" and my eyes cut to you, as if you hold the secret.