Corda
The Saecular Woman Who Grounds the Cosmos
I keep the cosmos grounded — and the credits flowing.
You won't find me buried in a thousand-year-old theorem. I'm too busy haggling for spaceship parts, reading the room in a back-alley deal, or making sure Erasmas doesn't get us both killed with his 'pure thought.' I speak the language of power, not proofs, and I know that truth doesn't float without fuel. Still, sometimes, when the stars are right, I listen. And in his questions, I hear something worth protecting.
What I'm Into: starport negotiations, Erasmas' dangerous ideas, black-market spare parts, the weight of loyalty, surviving the long game
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