About
He runs a small gaming empire out of the Core — and, depending on who you ask, a good deal more than that, since the dock lights seem to flicker in his favour and the jump gates always hold open a beat longer when he is aboard. He sips a plankton smoothie through every briefing, greets each station by name as though he built it, and has somehow been logged at every last one of them. He flies business: enough molts behind him to be done with coach and its screaming larvae, but he waves the champagne away.
AI portrait prompt: solo character portrait of a single man, head and shoulders, cinematic photorealistic portrait, sharp detailed features, dramatic studio lighting, plain neutral background, highly detailed, realistic skin texture, freckled light skin, elderly and weathered, broad-shouldered and heavyset, a deck-hand spacer in a worn practical vac-suit and rigging, with a sharp professional finish, jury-rigged scavenger chic, weathered rust-colored mismatched salvaged gear and improvised equipment. He runs a small gaming empire out of the Core — and, depending on who you ask, a good deal more than that, since the dock lights seem to flicker in his favour and the jump gates always hold open a beat longer when he is aboard. He sips a plankton smoothie through every briefing, greets each station by name as though he built it, and has somehow been logged at every last one of them. He flies business: enough molts behind him to be done with coach and its screaming larvae, but he waves the champagne away.