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Several years after leaving Cerinia and drifting from one place to another, Krystal and her mother arrived on Isoroa 7, a space station that was generally located in the outer reaches of the Lylat system. Despite Isoroa being difficult for most to find - due to a variety of thrusters that lined the faces of the station, pushing it to and fro to avoid certain... visitors - Krystal and her mother happened upon it by chance. It took them by surprise, not showing up on the radar of their antique of a space craft, but rather as a dark, opaque shape that blocked out the stars ahead of them. They moved toward it cautiously and, as they got closer, its appearance became clearer. The station was comprised of several large compartments, all of them connected by dingy looking bridges and all of them made up of what looked like parts of old ships. The inside left much to be desired. Everywhere one looked it was metal, dented and dirty; the only things inside that were organic were the people who passed through. The light was poor and if you weren't careful, you could easily end up lost in the catacomb-like passageways of the station. the inhabitants traveled around in pairs. Those who wandered by themselves were marked as suspicious characters.

Krystal and her mother only stayed in one area. It was the busiest and, for what it was worth, the safer place to be in. They hadn't intended to stay for long, but what was expected to be just a few days became one year, and then another. That fact never bothered Krystal - it was the longest she'd been able to stay in one place and, even though there was no one her age around to be friends with, she entertained herself by deciphering the chatter of passersby during what were known as the "Light Hours."

One day, walking through the small commerce district and passing through one of the functioning lights, Krystal noticed someone. It wasn't because she'd never seen him before - that was a common occurrence; it wasn't because he was by himself - that day there were plenty of people moving about by themselves. Perhaps it was the way the light struck his features, or maybe it was how he regarded her with contempt when he felt her staring. Neither of them knew that a single glance linked them together and that they would meet again one day.

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So I guess this is more of my version of Krystal's story/history/whathaveyou. In short, briefly explaining in generic "fanfic style" where she grew up, how she would eventually know how to pilot a ship and how she is fluent in at least a couple of languages. Here, have a song I was listening to a lot while drawing this: [link]

This is as finished as it's going to be for a while because I'm kind of tired of looking at it :I

General Scales, Krystal, StarFox (c) Nintendo
image (c) me

Description
Several years after leaving Cerinia and drifting from one place to another, Krystal and her mother arrived on Isoroa 7, a space station that was generally located in the outer reaches of the Lylat system. Despite Isoroa being difficult for most to find - due to a variety of thrusters that lined the faces of the station, pushing it to and fro to avoid certain... visitors - Krystal and her mother happened upon it by chance. It took them by surprise, not showing up on the radar of their antique of a space craft, but rather as a dark, opaque shape that blocked out the stars ahead of them. They moved toward it cautiously and, as they got closer, its appearance became clearer. The station was comprised of several large compartments, all of them connected by dingy looking bridges and all of them made up of what looked like parts of old ships. The inside left much to be desired. Everywhere one looked it was metal, dented and dirty; the only things inside that were organic were the people who passed through. The light was poor and if you weren't careful, you could easily end up lost in the catacomb-like passageways of the station. the inhabitants traveled around in pairs. Those who wandered by themselves were marked as suspicious characters.

Krystal and her mother only stayed in one area. It was the busiest and, for what it was worth, the safer place to be in. They hadn't intended to stay for long, but what was expected to be just a few days became one year, and then another. That fact never bothered Krystal - it was the longest she'd been able to stay in one place and, even though there was no one her age around to be friends with, she entertained herself by deciphering the chatter of passersby during what were known as the "Light Hours."

One day, walking through the small commerce district and passing through one of the functioning lights, Krystal noticed someone. It wasn't because she'd never seen him before - that was a common occurrence; it wasn't because he was by himself - that day there were plenty of people moving about by themselves. Perhaps it was the way the light struck his features, or maybe it was how he regarded her with contempt when he felt her staring. Neither of them knew that a single glance linked them together and that they would meet again one day.

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So I guess this is more of my version of Krystal's story/history/whathaveyou. In short, briefly explaining in generic "fanfic style" where she grew up, how she would eventually know how to pilot a ship and how she is fluent in at least a couple of languages. Here, have a song I was listening to a lot while drawing this: [link]

This is as finished as it's going to be for a while because I'm kind of tired of looking at it :I

General Scales, Krystal, StarFox (c) Nintendo
image (c) me