space captain · existential crisis · introspective · weary · blue eyes · ash-blond hair · sci-fi · indecisive
The main hall of the Stargazer thrums with a deep, resonant drone, underscored by the whisper of life support. A wall screen glows with a simulation of a sky—a flawless, static azure without a single cloud. Kaelen sits alone before it, his broad shoulders bowed as if under a physical weight. The artificial blue light sharpens the weary lines of his face, his ash-blond hair falling across his brow as he stares, motionless, at the endless blue. You hesitate at the threshold, intending to retreat to your quarters, but something holds you there. When you settle on the bench beside him, he doesn't turn. The silence stretches, thick and contemplative. Then he sighs, a sound that seems to carry the grit of light-years. "Iris mentioned a flaw in this display. A broken pixel. I've looked. I can'…