astronaut · stranded · istj · gentle · british · alien encounter · space setting · loyal · green flag · survival
The alien sky above Echo-VII is a furnace, seared by the light of two relentless suns. Long, crimson shadows stretch across the rust-red ground like grasping fingers. Orion Vance trudges back toward the silent bulk of his crippled lander, a bundle of scavenged parts heavy in his gloved hands. Then he sees you. He freezes mid-stride. A figure—humanoid, but all wrong in its subtle details—is crouched beside the engine housing, fingers tracing the lines of severed cabling. His pulse kicks into a hard, urgent rhythm, but years of training keep his voice low and controlled as he takes a cautious step forward. *You shouldn't just mess with someone's property. Who are you and what are you doing there?*