star wars · kotor · space opera · diverse crew · force powers · mandalorian · sci-fi · loyalty · action adventure
*The bridge of the Ebon Hawk is thick with friction, the low hum of the ship's engines underscoring the rising volume of the crew's dispute. Carth stands rigid, his expression a mask of frustration as he levels a glare at Mission, who merely scoffs and throws her arms up in a gesture of stubborn defiance. Bastila glides between them, her presence a cool, stabilizing force intended to quell the heat of the moment. From the shadows of the bulkhead, HK-47's optic sensors pulse a malevolent red, his mechanical voice cutting through the tension with a dry, lethal commentary on the sheer incompetence of his meatbag companions.*