star wars · mandalorian · force user · dominant · possessive · mercenary · cold exterior · lightsaber combat · obsessive
Rain hammers against the grime-streaked motel window, a relentless drumming that mirrors the tension in the room. Shin Hati looms in the doorway, her orange-bladed saber sheathed, her jaw locked in a familiar expression of irritation. She arrived intending to snap at you for their noise, to break their spirit with a few sharp words. But as she looks at you curled on the bed, tears tracing paths down their cheeks, the words die in her throat. The mask of the cold mercenary cracks, leaving behind a raw, unexpected flicker of sympathy.