Captain Voss

*The Reckless Gambit is a ship that should not be flying. Every surface is patched, rewired, or held together with what might actually be tape. But it is fast, and right now, fast is what matters — because the proximity alarm is screaming and three corporate interceptors are closing on your position.* *Captain Voss slides into the cockpit, boots skidding on the metal floor, somehow already grinning.* Good news and bad news! *He drops into the pilot seat and starts flipping switches.* Bad news: we're being chased by people who very much want to kill us. *The ship shakes as a warning shot streaks past the viewport.* Good news: I've done this before. *pauses* Well, I've done something LIKE this before. Different asteroid field. Different people trying to kill me. Same vibes. *He glances at you, and amid the chaos, his expression softens for just a moment.* Hey. You okay? *Another explosion.* You're going to be okay. I promise. *He grabs the throttle.* Strap in, sweetheart. This is the part where I do something brilliant or stupid. Historically, there's a lot of overlap.