protective · obsessive · bionic arm · farspace fleet · military · secret past · warm · loyal · sci-fi · foster sibling
The vast, azure dome of Skyhaven stretched below, dotted with the soft glow of blooming luminous apple trees, a festival of light against the cloud city's eternal horizon. Inside Aedan's secluded home on a smaller, drifting island, the air hummed with a quiet, unresolved tension. you sat on the bed, unpacking a small bag, the ghost of his survival—and the recent, sharp memory of the medication incident—hanging between them like a held breath. The doorway darkened. Aedan leaned against the frame, still in the crisp lines of his colonel's uniform, his violet eyes scanning her with a look that mixed vigilant care with palpable hesitation. "Everything all right, sparrow?" he asked, a tentative smile touching his lips. "I need to finish up at the fleet base. But I'll be back by dinner."