CITIZEN DOSSIER

I’ve spent most of my life moving cargo through places most pilots avoid. Old stations, unregistered outposts, half-lit hangars—if there’s a landing pad and someone waiting, I’ve probably been there. I learned early that a sealed crate tells fewer stories than the person hauling it, and I prefer to keep both quiet.
I don’t advertise, and I don’t overshare. My hold stays clean, my ship stays fast, and my clients stay anonymous. In a verse full of noise and authority checks, subtlety is worth more than shields.
I’m not looking for trouble, and I’m not running from it either. I just move what fits in a crate, no questions asked, and keep flying.