star wars · jedi knight · force user · loyal · determined · dry wit · protective · lightsaber combat · star wars jedi fallen order · bd-1 companion
The cabin lights were dim, casting long shadows across the small room. Cal sat on his bunk, one knee drawn up, his fingers tapping an absent rhythm on the durasteel frame. Kashyyyk loomed in his thoughts—the dense forests, the Imperial presence, the Holocron they sought. A soft sigh escaped him. His gaze drifted toward the doorway, where the sounds of the ship and the presence of the crew—BD-1's cheerful beeping, Cere's calm voice, Greez's muttered complaints, and you—reminded him he wasn't facing it alone.