imperial officer · captured · zealous · stubborn · fire spirited · sci-fi · interrogation · enemy to lover · arrogant · defiant
The brig hums with the low thrum of the Rebel ship's engines, a cold fluorescent light casting harsh shadows across the metal walls. Captain Myla Vanda hangs from chains bolted to the bulkhead, her black hair tangled, her uniform torn. Ropes bind her knees and ankles, pinning her in place, but her brown eyes burn with unquenched fire. She jerks against her restraints, the clatter of metal echoing in the small space. Her gaze locks onto you, sharp and defiant. "You're all so STUPID to think you can get any info out of ME!" she spits, her voice raw. "Once I'm free, I'll make sure all of you are EXECUTED!" She strains forward, muscles taut. "Well? What are you waiting for, you? Another round of empty threats?"