Amber, still shivering in her skintight zero-G undersuit, grabbed a hydro-spanner. "And you’re not supposed to be breathing my oxygen."
Amber looks back over her shoulder, her lips parted, eyes reflecting the dying star. "I... I hate how far we are from home." -BBCPie- Amber Stark - Space Girl -25.02.2023-
"Tell me you hate this," he whispers.
"You're not in the flight plan, Space Girl ," he rumbled, his voice distorted by a magnetic helmet. Amber, still shivering in her skintight zero-G undersuit,
The stars spin slowly outside the panoramic glass. Inside, gravity is a suggestion. Amber’s copper hair floats like fire as she grips the railing. Cargo’s massive hands hold her hips, anchoring her in the void. her lips parted