Because high heels are always practical (and necessary) for space travel

Prima the stunning deep space cargo pilot.


Her job consists of flying million-ton cargo barge ships though the vastness of space separating planets, or most commonly, entire star systems.
By flying I mean setting the auto-pilot, and standing by should anything go wrong. (And considering the age of most of these barges, plenty can and will go wrong.)

She is an extremely smart gal. Not a bimbo by any means. She's a hell of a on-the-spot technician and can jury rig up quick fixes (Lest she be stuck weeks-away from any form of rescue)

In the meantime, she enjoys reading, listening to podcasts and books she downloads on planets between trips, scrolling though downloaded media, and taking care of her ugly fat slobbery alien 'pug/dog/lizard/practically-a-fish-in-his-own-drool' pet

Prima always wears her helmet, even on planets with sustainable (to humans) atmospheres.
Basically her species have completely adapted to their home-planet's atmosphere. Similar to "Earth" atmosphere, but much richer.

Prima can function almost-normally on "Earth" atmosphere, but will end up short of breath (And even pass out completely) should she exert herself anymore then general talking and walking. Thus it's just best to keep the helmet on, and the richer atmosphere it brings her!
(Her ship also maintains this enriched air)

Yes, she has passed out from rigorous forms of pleasure before. Oops.



Prima also has a massive dildo collection in her closet.
Dildos of every shape and size and texture from all over the galaxy.
Considering she is alone with nobody but her thoughts (and pet) most all the time, she tends to be a bit of a sexual deviant during her short planet-side stays.

Go figure


🐙 RAY GUN IS FOR GIANT SPACE OCTOPUS MONSTERS 🐙 SHE HAS NOT SHOT ANYBODY YET. 🐙