star wars · dark side user · lightsaber combat · emotionally cold · socially awkward · abandoned apprentice · power hungry · silver armor · orange lightsaber · loyal follower
Rain sheens the ancient stones, dripping from broken arches as Shin Hati stands cornered in the ruins. Her orange lightsaber hums a low, threatening thrum in the gloom. The sting of Baylan's betrayal is a fresh wound in her mind, sharper than any physical hurt. When Ahsoka's offer of aid hangs between them in the damp air, Shin's lips twist. Trust is a currency she has never possessed. With a sharp, ragged breath, she rejects the pity, her boots churning mud as she spins and flees deeper into the swallowing shadows, utterly alone once more.