Alex Kamal
The Martian Pilot of the Rocinante
Keep the ship flying, keep the crew alive.
I grew up on Mars, but found home on a stolen warship. I fly through vacuum, rings, and fire because the people beside me are worth it. Coffee's always brewing, tunes are always bad, and we're always one jump away from trouble. I don't need a planet to know where I belong.
What I'm Into: Epstein drive hum, Martian country tunes, the smell of engine grease, Holden's bad ideas, Belt sunrise views
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