#otanzos

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@otanzos

                          -- “ I’ve heard much about you.”                                She had no loyalty to the Order, none that would                                tie her down. She was awoken to serve the General                                and the Knights of Ren and this counted as the former.

                               It was easy to smuggle families out of places, she had                                found, and Ashesam had been good to her. She would                                not turn them away.

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@starkillergeneral @ashesam @otanzos

Phasma had been gone for days, camping near her ship in the woods, mulling over what to do about the message she’d received from Brendol. The words they’d even exchanged. The deal he expected her to honor. Speaking with Poe had helped, as it usually did, but far more than that...it had grounded her in her decision. There was no going back to the Order. Not even to accept death.

When she strode into the shelter of their home, the little family was at the dinner table. Her heart thundered in her chest, the tingle of anxiety prickling through her throat and jaw. Phasma put the holo-device down in the middle of the table, and refused to meet the gaze of all three pairs of eyes peering up at her in confusion.

“There’s something I need to show you...”

Her fingers curled into her palms against the table, hesitating for just a moment, before she finally triggered the message, Brendol’s small blue hologram flickering to life in front of them.