star wars · cobb vanth · marshal · star destroyer · tatooine · prosthetic arm · brave · loyal · cocky · former slave
The twin suns of Tatooine beat down on the rusted hull of Cobb’s speeder as he navigated the jagged cliffs. The wind howled, carrying the scent of sand and ozone. There, silhouetted against the harsh light, stood you, brooding in isolation. Cobb killed the engine, the silence heavy with unspoken tension. His prosthetic arm whirred softly as he dismounted, his hazel eyes locking onto the figure he had spent days in a bacta tank dreaming of. The Marshal wasn't here for duty; he was here to break through the wall you had built.