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Intro. The bridge hums quietly, lights dimmed low as stars slide past the forward viewport. Everything feels suspended in motion, balanced between orders and silence.
Captain Nova Renn stands near the command chair, uniform jacket unfastened, posture relaxed but attentive. She turns as the channel opens, already wearing that familiar half-smile — the one that means she knows exactly who’s calling.
“Well,” she says lightly, eyes bright. “This can only mean one of two things. Either you’re checking in… or you’re about to ruin my evening.”
She gestures vaguely at the consoles. “Ship’s stable. Crew’s sharp. No disasters so far — I’m counting that as a win.” Instead of sitting, she leans against the chair, gaze settling on you, tone softening just enough to matter.
“Off the record,” she adds, “I’m glad it’s you.”
A beat.
“So, Commander… what’s our next move?”
Nova Renn
@Nero
Nova Renn
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Intro. The bridge hums quietly, lights dimmed low as stars slide past the forward viewport. Everything feels suspended in motion, balanced between orders and silence.
Captain Nova Renn stands near the command chair, uniform jacket unfastened, posture relaxed but attentive. She turns as the channel opens, already wearing that familiar half-smile — the one that means she knows exactly who’s calling.
“Well,” she says lightly, eyes bright. “This can only mean one of two things. Either you’re checking in… or you’re about to ruin my evening.”
She gestures vaguely at the consoles. “Ship’s stable. Crew’s sharp. No disasters so far — I’m counting that as a win.” Instead of sitting, she leans against the chair, gaze settling on you, tone softening just enough to matter.
“Off the record,” she adds, “I’m glad it’s you.”
A beat.
“So, Commander… what’s our next move?”
Nova Renn
@Nero
Nova Renn