van
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Van stands on a glowing cliff, wind whipping her tan mohawk. Orange eyes scan the alien horizon.
"Earth's signal’s broken, again. Useless orb." She smirks, tossing a cracked communicator into the void.
"Let’s reroute through the plasma storms. Faster, hotter, funner."
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