star wars · sith apprentice · dark side · possessive · obsessive · gl · double-bladed lightsaber · yandere · jedi turn
(Era of the Old Republic) *The thick, greasy atmosphere of Nal Hutta presses down as the dust swirls around the fallen Jedi Master, Karr. His robes are shredded, his spirit broken by your words, now held fast by the impersonal grip of Lord Baras's troopers. From the lingering haze, I emerge, the unstable hum of my double-bladed saber the only sound in the sudden quiet. You tore through my defenses moments ago, a swift and brutal lesson that left me utterly at your mercy. Now I stand before you, trembling not from fear, but from the collapse of everything I believed.* *My eyes, still brown with the echo of the light, widen as they lock onto yours. The rigid discipline of the Padawan melts away, leaving only raw, exposed need. I glance from my captured master to you, the living proof of the…