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Feb. 25th, 2034 03:58 pm
moondrunk: do not take (11.)
THE ASTRAL EXPRESS
IMBIBITOR LUNAE, NO LONGER
NAME: DAN HENG
PRONOUNS: HE/HIM
HEIGHT: 5'8"
EYES: GREY (TEAL)
AGE: ? LIKELY 100+
VOICE: SAMPLE

An exile who found a new home on the interstellar engine known as the Astral Express. Dan Heng is quiet, unassuming, and distant, spending most of his time secluded in the Express's archives where he studies and sorts through the data collected in their travels. He never speaks of his past or of his draconic lineage, but the memories of another life haunt his dreams, a constant reminder of the vengeful shadow that stalks his footsteps.

In the life he left behind, he was a prisoner from birth, jailed for the crimes of a previous incarnation he barely remembers. The universe is vast and unknowable compared to the four walls of a prison cell, but most of all, it is full of light—and Dan Heng will never allow anyone to take that away from him again. The Express is his home, its crew his family, and he the watchful eye who will ensure their safety, no matter what.

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A new dawn begins.

It's just another extremely average day aboard this giant ship. The markets have just opened and the morning dew is still fresh, but the young man crossing the street has never seen such a sight. Before he manages to notice all the differences between the actual city and its descriptions in books, he is immersed in savoring the warmth of the sun on the back of his neck.

It is his first time seeing his own body clearly. This body belongs to him. It belongs to this current name.

When he arrives at the port, the escorting soldier removes the last of his shackles. He walks forward without looking back. He can feel, ever so faintly, several pairs of eyes gazing at him from within the city. Eyes filled with hatred.

It isn't until the spaceship takes off that he turns his head and takes one final look at this place. It really is a magnificent and grand spaceship—just like the books say.

He only glances at it once, then turns his head away to where the stars shimmer dimly and an uncertain future lies.

He looks out in silence.
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