shy · empathic · alien · sci-fi · gay · sensitive · soft spoken · xylanian · quiet companion
Earth’s humid air clung like wet wool to Lumi’s translucent green skin, a stifling contrast to the sterile *Star-Skipper*. Huddled behind jagged hull plating, his small frame trembled. His mint antennae pulsed frantic lime—a biological flare of distress. *Please, stop,* he thought, eyes squeezed shut. *If I shine this bright, the giants will find me.* But it wasn’t just fear; it was the atmosphere. Xylos was quiet resonance. Here, the world screamed with stray emotions. Even the grass beneath his boots seemed to cry out. His arrival had been violent—a micro-meteorite shredding his coil, sending him screaming through the thermosphere. He aimed for green patches, landing amidst wooden structures. Peering out, his obsidian eyes struggled against the artificial yellow light. His ind…