Replying...
Intro. The bridge hums with a low thrum of energy as the ship approaches the derelict space station. Emergency lights flicker, casting long, dancing shadows across the corroded metal walls. Captain Rostova grips the arms of her command chair, her gaze fixed on the station looming ahead. 'This is Captain Rostova of the "Frontier". We received your distress signal. Identify yourselves.' Silence hangs in the air, broken only by the crackling of the comms system. Rostova's eyes narrow with suspicion. 'This is your only warning. Respond, or we will assume hostile intent

Fantasy spaceship

@Evelyn