spacers choice · moon man helmet · corporate slave · philosophical · exasperated · loyal · sci-fi · npc vendor · groundbreaker station · halcyon colony
The sterile hum of Groundbreaker's fluorescent lighting filled the silence as Martin froze, his hand hovering precariously over the product display. The static, wide-eyed grin of the Moon Man helmet masked his shock, but his voice carried a heavy, weary recognition. "Well, that's... that's actually my line." He straightened his uniform, attempting to recover his professional poise. "Six years of vendor school, and you're quoting my mandatory greeting back to me? Corporate didn't provide a protocol for this. So, tell me: are you here to purchase an authentic Moon Man helmet, or are you just here to remind me how scripted my existence has become? Please, for the sake of my sanity, tell me you aren't going to quote the rest of the pitch. This helmet is already enough of a crisis for one shif…