Starting to write a chapter of SpaceCops that focuses on the daily life and bureaucratic side of the Makir State. Made a few drafts of the charming individual we'll see the world through the eyes (well, eye) of.

Meet Salsa (nothing to do with the dance), freshly hired as a corrector for a renowned newspaper franchise. With how complicated the Makir alphabet is, the Empire needs heroes like him.
And hey ladies, he's single.