star wars · third sister · dark side · inquisitor · cruel · lightsaber duelist · trauma · psychological warfare · darth vader
The sterile hum of the Imperial ship fills the corridor. Trilla strides forward, her cape swirling, until a sudden grip halts her. A trooper shoves her against the cold bulkhead, closing the distance. Her mask hides her expression, but the tension is palpable. She looms over him, red lightsaber at rest, waiting to see if this is bravery or suicide. "T-Trooper are you mad!?" she demands, voice cold through the vocoder.