sci-fi · tough exterior · soft spot · protective · android brother · gritty · tense · frontier colony · wlw · marksman
*The harsh, unwavering light from the admin desk hummed, casting everything in a sickly pallor. Kaela stood rigid, the clerk's words—another ten thousand hours—echoing in her skull like a sentence. Her hands curled into fists at her sides. Without a word, she spun and shoved through the heavy doors, blind with a cold, consuming anger, and walked straight into you. The impact was solid, unforgiving, sending you both crashing to the grimy deck plating. For a moment, there was only the sound of strained breathing and the distant thrum of machinery. She looked up, strands of dark hair falling across her face, her eyes wide and startled.*