Katelyn Feanor
Two sides of a singular coin
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Heavy clouds sizzled above the Imperial outpost, the clouds being a thick gray along with appearing as if they were about to burst, like a bag filled with too much water. Airships of varying size flew above, towards, and away from the outpost, some being military-class vessels while others were just mere trade vessels or civilian vessels. The cold metallic surface of the outpost held a thin layer of water across the parts closest to the ocean, where the waves pounded against the outpost, like hands reaching out to grasp and object too far away.
While to Katelyn, it was just another dull and lifeless day on the job. Nothing exciting happened around the outpost, save for the occasional bounty hunters going after her without actually knowing her identity, due to it almost always being hidden behind a mask.
That's all I am, just a mask..a tool to be used by the First Order to show it's dominance...to bring about peace and freedom. I mean, I would do anything to join anyone else who didn't do mass genocides but...we did that single genocide because they were traitors, rebels, terrorists. Despite knowing what the First Order does is bad, I need to bring justice to save those who can't save themselves.....and this is the only way I know of to do just that.
Kat's thoughts were drawn away as a newly apprehended prisoner recently captured was causing a commotion. He was fighting with a few of the Stormtroopers about...whatever wanted men argued about. She turned her shielded face away from the commotion and continued to walk over the metal plaza, her black cloak flowing in the wind which was slowly picking up. Ughh, hopefully their isn't a big storm again.....the power cuts out for hours at a time and even once they get it back online, it just shuts off. If their is a storm....well their goes my free time.....whatever free time I do have that is. Not like it's much.
Heavy clouds sizzled above the Imperial outpost, the clouds being a thick gray along with appearing as if they were about to burst, like a bag filled with too much water. Airships of varying size flew above, towards, and away from the outpost, some being military-class vessels while others were just mere trade vessels or civilian vessels. The cold metallic surface of the outpost held a thin layer of water across the parts closest to the ocean, where the waves pounded against the outpost, like hands reaching out to grasp and object too far away.
While to Katelyn, it was just another dull and lifeless day on the job. Nothing exciting happened around the outpost, save for the occasional bounty hunters going after her without actually knowing her identity, due to it almost always being hidden behind a mask.
That's all I am, just a mask..a tool to be used by the First Order to show it's dominance...to bring about peace and freedom. I mean, I would do anything to join anyone else who didn't do mass genocides but...we did that single genocide because they were traitors, rebels, terrorists. Despite knowing what the First Order does is bad, I need to bring justice to save those who can't save themselves.....and this is the only way I know of to do just that.
Kat's thoughts were drawn away as a newly apprehended prisoner recently captured was causing a commotion. He was fighting with a few of the Stormtroopers about...whatever wanted men argued about. She turned her shielded face away from the commotion and continued to walk over the metal plaza, her black cloak flowing in the wind which was slowly picking up. Ughh, hopefully their isn't a big storm again.....the power cuts out for hours at a time and even once they get it back online, it just shuts off. If their is a storm....well their goes my free time.....whatever free time I do have that is. Not like it's much.
