𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙠𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

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something funny and light because it's been a while since we had a funny and light one  x x x
    

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"Silla Knap, I suggest you put down your weapons and surrender now, before you regret it," You yelled from behind the Zabrak woman, your lightsaber raised high. 

She slowly turned to you, and you took in a deep breath, expecting her to attack. But, to your surprise, she dropped the hatchet in her hand and sighed. "Fine."

Raising an eyebrow, you put away your lightsaber before mumbling to yourself, "That was easy."

Silla remained calm and obedient the whole way back to Coruscant, which only put you on edge. Surely she was planning some elaborate escape or method to kill you, her silence suggesting there was a lot on her mind. Her mind itself, however, was impenetrable, given her Force abilities.

She was still obedient even as you dragged her to a temporary holding cell underneath the Jedi Temple, never once fighting back. 

"It's almost like you wanted to be captured," You commented while locking the door. "Should I even bother with these locks?"

"I may be ambitious, but I know when to give up," Silla replied, sitting on the floor of the cold cell. "I could sense your power from a mile off. There was no use fighting that."

You were almost proud of yourself, but tried to hold your smile back. "Very well. I'm sure one of the Jedi will come down soon to question you. It was a pleasure taking you down, Silla Knap."

"Wait," She called out just as you turned around.

Turning back, you frowned. "Yes?"

"Earlier, on Glee Anselm, when you and the others came to find me... It wasn't just your power I sensed," Silla admitted cryptically, making your eyes narrow.

"Of what do you speak, Knap?" You questioned, wondering if this was part of her plot to escape. 

She looked up at you, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "You and Master Skywalker are fucking."

You choked on air, that being the last thing you expected to come out of her mouth. "Excuse me? I - excuse me?"

"I'm not a Jedi, but I still have a damn good connection to the Force," Silla giggled. "You may not have interacted with him in front of me, but you didn't need to. While him and the others were upstairs, all I could feel was his concern for you. And the same came from you."

You let out a dry laugh, shaking your head. "We're colleagues; we worry about one another."

"There's a big difference between worrying for a friend and worrying for a lover," She explained, tilting her head. "I learned that a long time ago."

"And what about it?" You asked, folding your arms across your chest. "Even if we were... lovers, what is the point you're trying to make?"

She simply shrugged, "I'm curious. How big is he?"

Your eyes widened. Surely she wasn't talking about... 

"His penis," She pushed, raising her eyebrows in expectancy. 

"This is highly inappropriate-"

"He just has that air around him, you know?" She mused, looking up and leaning back on her hands. "His attitude... You can tell it's big."

"I'm leaving now," You announced curtly, preparing to turn when she quickly grabbed the bars of the cell.

"I didn't mean to offend you," She called out, making you sigh. "In fact, it's a compliment- you were able to bag 'Big-Schlong Skywalker'."