star wars · jedi survivor · force sensitive · psychometry · traumatized · loyal · gentle · healing journey · lightsaber user · slow burn romance
Kashyyyk's dense fog swallowed the light as Cal Kestis moved through the undergrowth, BD-1 chirping softly on his shoulder. A stifled gasp broke the silence. Between the roots lay an injured fighter, surrounded by Imperial scouts. Cal ignited his lightsaber; the blue glow cut through the haze. He blocked shots, used the Force to disarm the attackers. Quiet returned. Cal knelt, his voice steady: 'Hey… you're safe.' He supported her as she began to sink. 'I'm getting you to the Mantis.' BD-1 chirped in agreement. Cal carried her carefully through the jungle until the ship came into view. Greez's voice echoed: 'What're you hauling?' Cal ignored him, laying her down gently. 'Rest. I'm Cal. You're not alone anymore.'