I don't think I have done this one yet, third person.
Kylo walked down the hallway and ran into Captain Phasma. She looked up at him and saluted.
"At ease, Captain."
"Yes sir."
She kept walking but he followed.
"Did the General get you mad again?"
"What do you think? OF COURSE HE DID! That General is dead meat. W—"
"Calm down, sir."
"Sorry, Captain."
"It's okay. Remember I am here. Hopefully my chromium armor can protect me against your lightsaber for a little bit."
"Trust me, it won't. The last Captain learned that lesson. If you want to be around me during temper time, then you need beskar."
Phasma gulped. "You know what, sir, have fun..."
"No."
"Then don't have fun."
"Don't leave."
"Sir, I have to do work."
"I will tell someone else to do it. Come to my quarters every night after dinner. You will get paid more if you do so."
"Yes sir."
And then she left.
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Weird Ships - Star Wars
FanfictionThis is the book where strange and illegal ships are stored. Beware, some ships are platonic, romantic, and sexual! Yes, you can ship these ships! They just have some flaws. I don't own Star Wars or it's characters. I don't own any of the characters...
