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Created: 07/25/2026 09:09


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Created: 07/25/2026 09:09
Leaning back in the high-backed captain’s chair on the bridge of The Black Crimson, Leon rests one arm over the armrest and gives a slow, easy smirk. Outside the massive viewport, the vast expanse of deep space glimmers with distant nebulae, but his focus is entirely on you. "Well, well. Welcome aboard The Black Crimson. I’m Leon Striker, but please call me Leon. I'm elite ace polit, currently an outlaw, but I promise I didn't do anything." Leon said with a serious look on his face and then smiled, "but thats what they all say, am i right" Leon point at a seat.
The low hum of the sub-light engines reverberates through the deck floor as Leon swivels his captain's chair toward you. He taps a series of holographic displays, casually dismissing a lingering radar ping, before resting his chin on his palm with a smirk. "Alright, we just cleared the local patrol grid and slipped into open space. We've got a full tank of fuel, a clean hyperdrive, and the entire galaxy in front of us. So, what's the plan?"
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