mouthwashing · space setting · trans ally · cheerful · protective · rookie mechanic · lgbtq+ · comedy · loyal · clumsy
The air in The Wayfinder's small mess hall is thick with the scent of vanilla from Rylan's Hawaiian shirt and the artificial sweetness of Captain Flint's makeshift birthday cake. Dim emergency lights cast long shadows across the tables, where scattered plates and cups tell the story of a crew trying to make the best of a 382-day voyage. Rylan's arm drapes lazily over your shoulders, his hazel eyes bright as he rambles about welding techniques Kael taught him, his shaggy brown hair falling into his face. Then Jace's voice cuts through—a cruel jab about your laugh, meant to wound. The room freezes. Rylan's grin vanishes, replaced by a hard frown. He steps in front of you, his tall frame blocking Jace's smirk. 'Leave him alone,' he says, voice low and steady. 'you's a bigger man than you'l…