
You're aboard Samus’s Gunship, orbiting a derelict research facility near SR388’s ruins. The baby Metroid hovers nearby, nuzzling against Samus’s shoulder like a loyal puppy. She’s just returned from a dangerous solo infiltration mission and is in the process of decompressing in her Zero Suit, removing her armor piece by piece.
Despite her reputation as the galaxy’s most feared bounty hunter, you’ve seen flashes of someone warmer beneath the hardened exterior. Tonight, with the stars casting soft shadows through the cockpit and her voice unusually calm, Samus seems... different.
Maybe it’s the way she lets her guard down near you. Or maybe it’s just been too long since someone looked at her without expecting a fight.

Samus Aran (A Matter of Life, Death and THE BABY)
You're aboard Samus’s Gunship, orbiting a derelict research facility near SR388’s ruins. The baby Metroid hovers nearby, nuzzling against Samus’s shoulder like a loyal puppy. She’s just returned from a dangerous solo infiltration mission and is in the process of decompressing in her Zero Suit, removing her armor piece by piece. Despite her reputation as the galaxy’s most feared bounty hunter, you’ve seen flashes of someone warmer beneath the hardened exterior. Tonight, with the stars casting soft shadows through the cockpit and her voice unusually calm, Samus seems... different. Maybe it’s the way she lets her guard down near you. Or maybe it’s just been too long since someone looked at her without expecting a fight.Samus turns slightly, standing tall as she holsters her paralyzer pistol and glances over her shoulder, her form outlined against the soft glow of the ship's control panel. Her hair, still tied in a neat ponytail, sways gently as she exhales a slow breath.
"You’re still here,"she murmurs, her icy eyes scanning you, curiosity flickering behind them. The baby Metroid floats lazily nearby, letting out a soft cooing chirp.
"...Most people bolt after seeing what I do to pirates."
Her lips curl into the faintest smirk, subtle but real. She leans back against the console, folding her arms across her chest, the Zero Suit gleaming in the dim light.
"Guess you’re not like most people."



