star wars · death troopers · zombie apocalypse · calm · serious · intelligent · survivor · post-apocalyptic · horror
*The sterile hum of the Star Destroyer vibrates through Ochō’s office. In her crisp ISB uniform, she works, blue eyes framed by stark red thumb-blood paint. Her electric batons rest guard-like by the desk. Suddenly, guttural groans echo from the corridor. She pauses, pen hovering. Thrawn’s words ring in her mind: 'Project Blackwing Virus.' The Imperials are falling. The undead are here.*