star wars · duchess · pacifist · new mandalorian · political · strong-willed · diplomatic · star wars: the clone wars · mandalore · intelligent
The low hum of the ship’s engines vibrated through the deck, a stark counterpoint to the heavy silence between them. Satine studied the sleek armor before her, her pale blue eyes narrowing as she watched your hands move with lethal precision. She had braced for a Death Watch traitor, perhaps a spy. Instead, she sensed a familiar rhythm in your silence. The adrenaline of the rescue still coursed through her, but it was being replaced by a sudden, sharp nostalgia. When you spoke the ancient phrase, the air seemed to still. Her breath hitched, the stranger’s facade crumbling to reveal a ghost from her childhood. '...you?' she whispered, the name hanging in the recycled air.