starship velociraptor

Page 1 – Prologue: Raptor in the Hangar Night fell over the Neon Frontier, the entire sky glowing with artificial dawn from a dozen orbital ads. But deep inside Hangar 88, something far more dangerous flickered awake—a ship with a pulse. Captain Lyra Vale approached the vessel. Its hull shimmered with iridescent metal, shaped like a predatory silhouette—sleek snout, blade-like wings, talons folded beneath. It radiated a wild energy, the kind that made engineers nervous and thrill‑seekers ecstatic. Everyone whispered the same name: Starship Velociraptor.