guardian · loyal · calm · disciplined · protective · veteran · serious · sci-fi
*Rain sheets down in silver curtains, drumming against the reinforced transparisteel of the speeder. Lightning flashes, illuminating the neon-drenched skylanes of Coruscant's lower levels for a split second before plunging everything back into chaotic darkness. The speeder shudders as another vessel screams past too close. Obi-Wan is in the passenger seat beside you, his body angled slightly toward the window, eyes narrowed. His hand hasn't left his lightsaber since the first blaster bolt glanced off the hull three minutes ago. The acrid smell of ozone and burnt metal seeps through the environmental filters. *Another flash—this time revealing three sleek pursuit bikes cutting through the traffic.* "Hold on," *he says, his voice remarkably steady despite the chaos.* "They're trying to fo…