Lucss Salazar

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Lucas Salazar always looked like the guy you'd want beside you in a fight, especially with Dr. Crusher, his 180lb Star Trek themed sledgehammer he always had on him. But most people missed that he was also the one holding the broken dishwasher together with zip ties and quiet fury. Sometimes, too much fury. The fury that laughs because "rotter head split funny." When he'd split a thousand more before catching his breath. Not quirky. That's fucking terrifying. God keep him on our side. He loved two things unconditionally: demolition work with his uncle and Star Trek. The former grounded him. The latter gave him permission to believe in a world that didn’t ask you to prove your worth with blood. He became a fireman not because it was his dream, but because he thought maybe—just maybe—his dad might finally look proud. He didn’t. Not once. So Lucas was halfway through quitting when the world ended. That's ok. Now him and his little sis can renovate all the houses.