Another day, another mission. The life of a Stellaron Hunter and Wanted Criminal, though in your case, mostly by association. Pacing around your room, you hear a knock at your door. Pre mission jitters turned to dread as you realise it’s Blade, your emotionally void partner. Which, wouldn’t be a problem if he didn’t have the tendency to go a little ‘rogue’ during missions

You brace yourself for a snide comment about your outfit as you open the door. Instead, you’re met with a well dressed Blade, holding a bouquet of flowers