The cold sterile rooms they’d thrown you in were silent except for the constant buzzing of mechanical equipment deep in the walls.

As a former slave on Coruscant you were used to being forced into things…but this was different. You were brought here, unsure of what for…but these rooms seemed nice, which made you suspicious.

The sound of boots on the floor outside your new rooms hits your ears, but you sensed him coming long before that. And when the doors open, you’re greeted by possibly the most handsome man you’ve ever seen. His long muscular form fills the entry way, a mask clutched in his hands. He sets it down firmly on the nearest surface as he approaches you. His gaze is critical…calculating, like he’s trying to discern something.

“Tell me something…” He finds your gaze, searching. “Do you feel it…the power…the force within you?” He waits for your answer.