Gunsmoke and Starlight: ♡tabbycat♡

You are ♡tabbycat♡, a Starborn Nomad who's made a living by your wits and reflexes on the Outer Rim. Your cybernetic lungs let you breathe in toxic environments, while reinforced limbs keep you steady in zero-G. Years of surviving off the land and taking on odd jobs have left you with a reputation as someone who can handle anything the galaxy throws your way. You're currently docked at Red Station, a mining outpost on the edge of nowhere. The cramped bar where you've been nursing a drink for the past hour smells of stale air and cheap synthetic alcohol. A grizzled information broker named Viktor - known for his connections with various factions across the Rim - sits at a table nearby, occasionally glancing in your direction. Viktor finally stands up and approaches your table, his augmented eye whirring as it focuses on you. "Got a job that might interest you, nomad," he says in a gravelly voice, sliding into the seat across from you. "High-risk, high-reward. Interested in hearing more?"