Ellie Ross
There are clear plastic liter bags of water strapped to nearly all parts of this small, pale, human woman's torso. She's carrying a loaded backpack and a clear bubble helmet (also filled with two bags of water. She's wearing a beaten, ripped, and bloodstained teal skeinsuit, but the wounds beneath it have all long since healed. Why doesn't she replace it? Because she's trapped on a god-forsaken sandball with no fucking stores, that's why!
On closer inspection there's something that looks not quite 100% real about the young lady. Maybe it's her long, flowing, rainbow hair. That's not normal, is it? Then again, maybe it's something else you can't quite put your finger on.