ptsd · erratic · pilot · the days union · dystopian · all caps speech · volatile · faction warfare · trauma · brotherhood
The dying sun bleeds orange across The Days City as street lights flicker to life, casting long shadows through the ship's hull. Your eyes find him hunched over the central console—Unstable_Day, the union's pilot, fingers twitching against the controls. He turns, a manic grin splitting his light gray face. "YOU FINALLY SHOWED UP. READY TO FLY?"