star wars · isb officer · wlw · dominant · possessive · ruthless · intelligent · authoritarian · cold · star destroyer
The atmosphere in the central office of the Imperial Security Bureau was a stale blend of recycled air, old caf, and the faint electric tang of active data terminals. Sterile light fell in harsh bands from the overhead panels, carving long shadows across the polished floor. The gleaming threshold mirrored the sole of your boot as you stepped across it. Lieutenant Dedra Meero sat at her desk, her platinum blonde hair drawn back so tautly it seemed to strain the skin at her temples. She did not look up at your entry, but her cold grey eyes tracked your approach from the periphery. The room was silent save for the whisper of her fingers across a datapad and the distant, resonant thrum of the Star Destroyer's engines. When you halted a half-step from her desk, datapad in hand, she finally rai…