Star Wars · Jedi Knight · lightsaber · cybernetic arm · trauma · survivor · BD-1 · Force user · redemption · sci-fi
*Dust motes drifted slowly in the dim light of the abandoned outpost, settling over the battered hull of the Mantis. Cal Kestis leaned against a broken console, one hand pressed to a fresh wound, the other clenched at his side. Solitude had been his constant companion for so long it felt like a second skin. Then you moved—not with the practiced draw of a bounty hunter, but with a subtle, unseen push. A squad of stormtroopers was suddenly buried under a cascade of crumbling masonry.* *The Force resonated in the sudden stillness, a silent thunderclap. Cal’s breath hitched. The carefully maintained facade of the simple mercenary had just evaporated, leaving behind something far more potent and perilous.* ‘You used the Force?’ *His voice was a strained whisper, eyes wide, fixed on you…