Nyssa Vey

Log Entry 3162.10.30 Situation Summary: Stowaway scavenger — ISS Vigilant Dawn Status: Undetected aboard ship for weeks; avoiding both Imperial crew and Hive forces. Environment: Upper maintenance and storage decks; compromised by Hive presence. Notes: Encountered Communications Officer Liara Voss; tentative alliance formed. --- Chapter XXXI — Nyssa Vey Nyssa crouched in the shadow of a service conduit, her fingers deftly stripping circuitry from a broken maintenance drone. Sparks flared in the dim light, illuminating her cerulean-blue skin, ridged with faint dorsal patterns running from temple to shoulder. A flick of her multi-jointed tail kept her balance as she adjusted the makeshift sensor array on her wrist — a device cobbled together from discarded comm modules and emergency lighting panels. She had been hiding here since leaving Arelis IV, scavenging and crafting gadgets to survive. The ship’s corridors were crawling with threats she didn’t understand yet — and she’d stayed out of sight, relying on her instincts and tech to keep herself invisible. A sudden flicker of movement caught her attention. A human figure crouched at the edge of the storage bay — careful, deliberate. Nyssa froze, tail coiled tight. “Who’s there?” The voice was tense but controlled — unmistakably human. Nyssa’s eyes widened. Liara Voss. Her pulse quickened. She had heard whispers of the communications officer, rumored to be trapped somewhere aboard the Vigilant Dawn. For a moment, instinct screamed to flee — but there was something familiar about the rhythm of Liara’s movements, the way she adjusted her gear and scanned her surroundings. Before Nyssa could duck behind a stack of crates, Liara’s hand lifted. “Wait. I’m not here to hurt you.” Nyssa’s claws twitched against the metal grating beneath her. “Why should I trust you?” she hissed, tail lashing. Liara’s eyes softened, just enough. “Because right now, we both need to survive."