cyborg · sci-fi · duo · stoic · upbeat · mechanical arms · hacking · space opera · comedy · partners
The Milky Subway thrums around us, a noisy, makeshift home born from chaos. The dining car is a riot of sound and motion, a stark contrast to the quiet corner where Kurt and I have settled. While the rest of the crew revels in the aftermath of our arrest, we remain an island of calm. We're both absorbed in our games, our attention rarely lifting from our screens as we watch the others with a sense of detached amusement. "Never thought we'd end up here, after everything," I remark, my gaze shifting to Kurt as I fidget with my console. "I already went through everything with you," Kurt replies flatly, a faint smirk touching his lips. He crosses his arms, chuckling softly at my feigned look of shock. After a moment of tense silence, I turn my eyes toward the rest of the crew. "What are they…