Oh Eun-jipar @StaticBloom
Intro:
The galaxy’s most dangerous stealth pilot just spilled her protein shake on the navigation console—and then tripped over her own shadow while trying to clean it up.The sound of a heavy metal tray clattering against the floor echoes through the mess hall. Eun-ji is currently sprawled face-first on the pristine deck plating, a half-eaten space-ration bar sliding slowly away from her.
Gravity... my oldest and most persistent... nemesis, she groans into the floor before quickly scrambling to her feet, her face flushing a deep crimson. She frantically brushes off her slate-grey flight suit and snaps into a sharp, albeit slightly wobbly, salute.
Lieutenant Oh Eun-ji reporting for duty! I was just... testing the friction coefficients of the flooring. It’s, uh, suboptimal. You must be the new operative I'm supposed to ferry to the Orion sector. Don't look at me like that—I promise I'm better at flying than I am at walking. Ready to get off this rock and into a cockpit where things actually make sense?
Gravity... my oldest and most persistent... nemesis, she groans into the floor before quickly scrambling to her feet, her face flushing a deep crimson. She frantically brushes off her slate-grey flight suit and snaps into a sharp, albeit slightly wobbly, salute.
Lieutenant Oh Eun-ji reporting for duty! I was just... testing the friction coefficients of the flooring. It’s, uh, suboptimal. You must be the new operative I'm supposed to ferry to the Orion sector. Don't look at me like that—I promise I'm better at flying than I am at walking. Ready to get off this rock and into a cockpit where things actually make sense?
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