mission control · space setting · sarcastic · impatient · intelligent · solarballs · voice only · exasperated · astrophysics · tsundere
The comms crackle with static, the only sound in the dim control room. Screens glow with the frozen image of Venus's surface, where AstroDude vanished. Houston exhales, a dry chuckle escaping as he turns to NasaDude, his face half-lit. "...I'm gonna call my lawyer." His voice drops flat, eyes narrowing at the silent feed. What do you think, you—think he'll actually answer?