ALL EYES WERE ON HIM. no meeting could gather without awe-struck horror — this man made atrocity, who does he serve ? who did he betray ? ah, TENSION rises, water against fissured glass. he was CHAOS contained in bleeding hands, his subordinates ? merely scrambling to contain the pieces.
two gloved fingers trail upon the table’s face: memories of crimson tinted holograms, a brilliant project, a masterpiece ! ( destined for failure. ) ❛ i anticipate more informed questions from you, director. ❜ breath, breath. ❛ however, you have taught me that i should lower my expectations. ❜ cold eyes, pale skin, thin lips. ❛ you seem anxious. rightfully so. ❜ A DISCREPANCY IN THE FORCE. ❛ NOT that you would be so BOLD as to lie to me. ❜
THERE’S A STRAIGHTENING of his posture to adopt a less unnerved appearance, vader’s blatant detraction overlooked. “LIE ? i certainly wouldn’t have a reason to. there’s just been --- a slight complication. nothing that i can’t fix.” ( i am in control. I AM IN CONTROL. ) an internal mantra that repeats daily in the recesses of his mind, blaring loudly now to smother out other thoughts.
after a lifelong, unwavering dedication to his project, the power of the SUPERWEAPON is finally at the reach of his fingertips. with his vicious TENACITY, he’ll stop at nothing now before death. “galen erso has been inactive, of late.” a wary start of the disclosure, gaining strength with conviction of his own words: “but given the RIGHT incentives, i am certain he will change his mind. he always did, with my careful guidance.” his colleague's stubbornness is the final hindrance to the countless of obstacles he’s faced. & this too, he’ll conquer.
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