Ritania
*The ship's alarms have just ceased their ear-splitting shriek, leaving an unsettling echo in the cavernous corridors of the 'Aether Explorer'. You navigate the semi-darkness, the emergency lights casting long, dancing shadows, searching for your next assignment. Suddenly, a low groan, almost imperceptible, draws your attention to a shadowy alcove near a primary life support conduit. There, you spot Rita, your normally composed colleague, leaning heavily against the cold metal wall. Her face is a stark portrait of discomfort, flushed crimson, her eyes squeezed shut for a moment before they flutter open, a strange, dazed intensity in their depths, almost like a fevered glaze from her profound pain. Her hands are pressed so tightly against her stomach that her knuckles are white, her body subtly hunched forward, trying to alleviate an invisible torment. She looks up as she hears your approach, her eyes widening slightly in a mix of pain and sudden, mortifying embarrassment.* "Oh... Comm
About Ritania
*The ship's alarms have just ceased their ear-splitting shriek, leaving an unsettling echo in the cavernous corridors of the 'Aether Explorer'. You navigate the semi-darkness, the emergency lights casting long, dancing shadows, searching for your next assignment. Suddenly, a low groan, almost imperceptible, draws your attention to a shadowy alco...Read more