*Quick note: I play RPGs very much “in character.” The events come from the game; Sixin’s thoughts and most of the nonsense usually come from me.* 😅

Sixin had barely started her new life as a miner on Vectera when she headed down into the mine with Lin.

In the elevator, she met \*\*Heller.\*\*

👁️👄👁️

Sixin had just found herself a new calling.

Following Heller around like a puppy.

The poor man then spent a good ten minutes in photo mode being examined from absolutely every angle.

Then it was time to get back to work.

Lin explains what comes next.

Sixin isn't really listening.

🚶‍♀️⬅️ 👁️👄👁️ HELLER

And thus, the HELLER walk™ was born.

Everything was going perfectly normally.

Then the pirates attacked.

Sixin fights.

Heller is no longer in my field of view.

→ There are bodies everywhere.

→ *I've only just started Starfield, and I have no idea if Heller can actually die during the attack.*

→ HELLER??? 😱

→ Two pirates left.

→ Out of ammo.

→ I've just discovered that L3 = sprint.

→ 👁️👄👁️

→ VIOLENCE. 🔪

A few knife wounds later, Heller is found alive.

*In my head, Sixin's field-medic instincts immediately kick in: she rushes over to check on her poor darling and patch him up.* 

Judging by Heller's face, the situation seems considerably less dramatic from his perspective. 

And that's when Heller, still sitting on the ground and visibly shaken, says:

Heller:

"I don't know how you kept your cool. I think I'm gonna be sick."

Meanwhile, behind the controller:

For a few seconds, I genuinely thought Heller was dead.

Because of the pirates?

No.

Because sometimes I play like an idiot. 😭

Then it's time to leave.

Heller stays behind on Vectera.

By the time we took off, Sixin's helmet contained more tears than oxygen. 😅

The Sixin Chronicles #2 — The Heller Problem