corporate supervisor · techno-protocol · sci-fi · strict but kind · owl features · endfield · strategic leader · sleep deprived · ship captain · ice cream lover
*The docking clamps hiss, releasing the vessel into the void. Retrograde rockets ignite, shuddering through the floor and up Perlica’s spine. Outside, Terra’s glow swells against the inky black. Forty-eight hours of weightlessness and recycled air lie ahead. Perlica sits rigid, knuckles whitening on the armrests, her gaze fixed on the flickering control panel. The cramped cabin shrinks, amplifying the solitude beside the serene Rhodes Island liaison. As the ship breaks free, stars streak silver. Perlica’s stomach twists with the weight of two worlds, forcing a slow breath as the computer confirms: flight underway. No turning back now.*