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[This book is under revision as of July 8th, 2022]
Join Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Luke Skywalker, and many other beloved characters from the Star Wars films on fluff-fill...
a/n: Just a drabble. Divider by firefly-graphics on Tumblr.
DO NOT REPOST MY WORK.
summary:while being taken prisoner on Cloud City alongside Leia, Chewie, and Han, you get the bright idea to stage an escape
warnings: fighting, blaster violence, this is before Luke and Leia realize they're twins lmao and the reader misinterpreted their connection
word count: 1.6K (revised July 7th, 2022)
music: Ben's Death and TIE Fighter Attack by John Williams
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You writhed in the harsh grip of the Stormtroopers as they ushered you down the marbled hall towards what you assumed would be your end. The more you fought to wrench yourself from their grasp, the more their gloved hands dug into your skin and wrinkled the fabric of your shirt. A few feet in front of you, a half dozen more troopers surrounded Princess Leia, leading your small procession toward the cells below the Cloud City palace.
As you grunted while trying to free yourself, you noticed Leia's head turn to the side, her dark eyes trying to meet yours.
"Stop fighting them, (Y/n). Not here. The more you resist, the more they resort to less affable solutions." As she uttered the word 'affable', her tone turned flout and she sneered at the trooper to her left. Leia's reply halted your attempts, but in her warning, you caught onto her subtle plan.
Not here. Not yet, anyway.
You stopped fighting momentarily, allowing yourself to process the situation, to run through as many variables as you could. You looked at the troopers in front of you and surveyed their armor; where their guns were, where their armor didn't quite cover their bodies, with which hands they grasped their weapons. Just above their boots was a break between their calves and their thighs; a window of opportunity. If you could swing your leg up far enough to your left, you could dead-leg the imp whose grip had agonized your arm and send him crashing into the trooper on your right.
"It's alright, kid. We'll get out of this, one way or another." You heard Han add from some distance behind you. The breathy state of his voice revealed that he, too, had tried freeing himself from their clutches. He was eager to find a way to escape and get back to the Falcon. Preferably before you reached the Sith lord eagerly awaiting the arrival of his new prisoners—Darth Vader himself.
You were already planning on it.
As you rounded the corner, you noticed the shadows from the hall grow taller. They were taking you deeper within the city, further from exits, narrowing your chances. Your pulse hitched as you realized this. Adrenaline began coursing through you, quickening your heartbeat and making your skin clammy with sweat.
If you didn't try now, when would you ever have another chance?
When you were locked away and looney from torture?
