Cal Kestis · Y/n story by @Addison1892

The twin suns of Tatooine beat down on the cracked, red earth of the canyon. The air shimmered with heat, thick with the smell of blaster scorch and ozone.

Cal Kestis

Push up on the left! he shouts over the whine of blasterfire, his voice tight with focus I’ll cover you!

BD-1

perched on Cal’s shoulder, lets out a series of urgent, worried beeps

A fresh squad of stormtroopers poured from the outpost’s main gate, their white armor glaring in the harsh light. Their commanding officer, a man in gray, barked orders, pointing directly at your flank.