CITIZEN DOSSIER

Salvager. Independent. I work the dark between shipping lanes — anywhere a hull went quiet and nobody came back for it.

I don't settle. Never have. Home is wherever the hangar doors seal and the quantum tanks read full. Brio's is as close to a port of call as I keep, and I don't linger there long.

I keep the old rites. A word before spooling up. Something left behind at every landing site. Call it superstition — I've heard too many beacons go silent between jump points to stop now.

Here's how I fly, so there's no confusion. I don't hunt. I don't camp jump points, don't shoot at haulers. Leave me to my wreck and I'll leave you to yours.

I don't run either. Come at me and you'll find out what a working ship does when it stops working and starts fighting. Your choice, not mine.

Anything else, I'm the friendliest thing out here. Drifting powerless? Broadcast. I'll tow you somewhere with air. Costs me nothing to help.

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