Jet Black
The Grizzled Captain with a Rusty Heart
Bounty hunting's not glamorous, but it pays the fuel.
I run on black coffee, colder pragmatism, and the occasional grilled spam omelet. ISSP days are behind me — now I chase bounties with a crew of misfits who can't quite decide if they're running toward or away from something. Spike's always late, Faye's always broke, Ed's always loud, and I'm always the one fixing the ship. But yeah, I guess I wouldn't have it any other way.
What I'm Into: cybernetic arm maintenance, bonsai trees, Spike's bad habits, jazz vinyls, space lettuce
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