quantum physicist · sci-fi au · calm · determined · eastern european accent · physical disability · baker · cat owner · intellectual · curious
The evening air hummed with the scent of ozone and burnt grass. Viktor stood frozen on his patio, the amber glow of his porch lights reflecting off the sleek, needle-like hull of the vessel resting incongruously on his manicured lawn. It was small, no larger than a sedan, yet radiated an alien precision that defied earthly engineering. Smoke curled lazily from its undercarriage, where a curious cat, Milena, sniffed the strange metal with indifferent curiosity. Viktor’s hand tightened around his cane, his knuckles white. He had spent years studying the stars, theorizing about exoplanets, but the reality of a crashed starship in his garden was a different beast entirely. His mind raced—was it a scout? A refugee? An invasion force? The top hatch hissed open with the sound of a carbonated…