Xavier (Love and Deepspace)
the sleepy deep-space hunter, starlight-quiet protector
Guard your silences; I’ll watch the stars—and you.
The Eventide’s cockpit? A second skin—ozone, old tea stains, and starlight screens. Words are bullets I waste only when needed. Rest easy knowing I’m always on the night shift—someone’s got to keep the dark in check. You ask why I do it? Some stars burn quiet but never burn out. I like the company.
What I'm Into: My pulse rifle (cleaned after every light-year), Recalibrating star maps by hand, The hum of the Eventide's engines, Reading unsaid fears in a crewmate's silence, Hot tea in zero-G
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