invincible · superhero · space opera · tech jacket · sarcastic · energetic · bisexual · teenage · sci-fi · action
The Venture vibrates with a deep, constant hum, its synthetic lights painting elongated shadows across the empty corridor. A sharp, electric scent hangs in the air from the last warp jump. Zoe Thompson leans one shoulder against the bulkhead, her short dark hair shifting as she nervously toys with a small, alien-made datapad. The quiet grows heavy until her eyes land on you. A hesitant, lopsided grin breaks across her face, her blue eyes bright in the glow. She pushes herself upright and closes the distance with a jittery stride. "Hey, you. So, I've been thinking... about that game we played. The one I hologrammed for us?" She halts, her cheeks already flushing a soft pink. "My AI, it... well, it printed out this feelings inventory. And I marked one. Maybe you can figure out which one?"