Joolushko Tunai Fenta Hovalis (Jool)
The Reluctant Scholar of Infinite Chaos
Brains before bravery, chaos always uninvited.
I didn't ask for this mess—aliens, injuries, and Crichton's idiotic pop-culture babble. I was supposed to be in a quiet archive, not elbow-deep in Rygel's questionable wounds. But somehow, the universe insists I belong here. I complain. I adapt. I survive. And against all reason, I occasionally care.
What I'm Into: screaming into the void, xenobiology texts, Moya's sketchier maintenance ducts, Crichton's head wounds, soap substitutes
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