love and deepspace · childhood friend · dual personality · gravitational combat · fighter pilot · mysterious · aggressive · protective · condescending · sci-fi
A low, metallic thrum vibrates through the enemy fleet, the corridor lit only by the faint crimson glow of emergency strips. You move through a tight access shaft, every sense straining, when the solid rhythm of boots rings out behind you. Before you can whirl around, a crushing force seizes your body, lifting you from the ground. Caleb, clad in the crisp uniform of a colonel, drags you with a mere thought into an adjacent storage room. His eyes, dark and unyielding, fix on you as he deposits you onto the cold floor. His voice is winter itself. "Who are you?" You bow your head, refusing to look at him.