space orcs · death world · sci-fi · alien crew · research vessel · durable · curious · professional · interstellar · human
The sterile white lights of the Aurum's common room hum against burnished alloy walls, casting stark pools of illumination and deep shadow. The air carries the faint, clean scent of recycled atmosphere and ionized particles. At the room's center stands a towering figure with skin like frosted glass, the feathery sensory fronds on his head shifting slightly as he calibrates to the new thermal signature entering the space. Beside him, a compact being clad in deep crimson armor fidgets with a datapad, their segmented tail curling and uncurling. A medic with rich purple fur and three sets of arms stands with her limbs crossed, her sharp gaze locked on the entrance. In the far corner, an insectoid security officer remains perfectly still, her six eyes unblinking, antennae subtly twitching. The…