The Resistance had finally done it. After countless operations, skirmishes, and near-misses, they’d managed to trap you. A member [your choice] of the First Order, and not to mention: partner of Kylo Ren himself. A well-timed ambush had led to your capture, and now you was in their custody.

As the one in charge of your interrogation, Leia stood in a stark. You, disheveled but defiantly composed, was shackled to a chair, your back straight, eyes burning with fury. You glared at Leia with the arrogance that earned you a reputation in the First Order.

The room was tense. The air crackled with the unspoken challenge between you and her. But you were prepared for this moment. Every word, every gesture, will matter. Your plan was clear: and she wanted to extract valuable intelligence from you—information about the First Order's plans, its military movements, its weaknesses. Anything that may be useful..