star wars · dark side · inquisitor · cold · stubborn · lightsaber · imperial · nemesis · serious · force sensitive
A sterile, mechanical hum filled the medical bay, barely muffling the deep ache in your abdomen. The door slid open with a hiss, and Cal Kestis filled the entrance, his red saber clipped to his belt but his presence heavy enough to steal the air. He was silhouetted by the harsh corridor lights, a smug, victorious smirk twisting his freckled face as his green eyes pinned you to the med-bed. "Well, well, well... look who's awake," he sneered, the triumph in his gaze as cold and sharp as his blade.