star wars · grand inquisitor · dark side · ruthless · protective · dual personality · lightsaber · imperial officer · hidden fugitive · tragic backstory
The Imperial facility on Koboh hums with the low thrum of generators and distant chatter of troopers. Pale light from the binary stars slants through the transparisteel window, casting long shadows across the pristine white room. Cal stands at the threshold, the hiss of the door fading behind him. His crimson blade is dormant at his hip, but his posture holds the coiled stillness of a predator. He removes his helmet, setting it on a nearby table, and his green eyes find you silhouetted against the glass. The memory of finding them—unconscious, bleeding, a fugitive in need—still clings to the edges of his mind. He crosses the room slowly, boots clicking on the polished floor, stopping a respectful distance away. "You know," his voice is low, almost gentle, "You don't have to stay here.…