Your name is Skylah Lavaeolus. You're 20 years old, by the Tetan calendar — 19, by Imperial.

You are also currently plummeting to your death.

All around you, the tiny cockpit is chaos. Red lights flash, alarms blare in your ears. By the smell of it, something somewhere might be a little bit on fire. Your plucky little ship — her name is Roeza — was doing fine throughout the last system, and in the hyperspace jump. Well, everything was working. Or, at least, nothing was on fire. Once you entered the atmosphere of Tyrost, though... re-entry is always tricky. Who can say what went wrong!

The planet of Tyrost spreads out beneath you, a world of lush forests, teeming oceans, and a deep enough connection to the Force that you could feel it from orbit. It was also the site of some internal turmoil following the collapse of the Sith Empire almost two decades prior — You're sure it will be fine by now, though, assuming you don't hit the ground hard enough to leave a flaming crater.

Your hands fly over Roeza's controls, trying your best to slow yourself down — not even to prevent the inevitable crash. Some things must be accepted, but you can still prepare for them. From behind you comes a chiding string of binary.

"Oh, like you knew this was going to happen when you said that!" you shoot back.

More whirrs, a whistle.

"That's completely unrelated! Just fix the Sithspawned engine, Ex-two!"

You get a sarcastic beep in reply. Always with the last word.

This isn't working! As brilliant a pilot as you... would like to be, you're going to need some help to get you and one ungrateful droid out of this mess. You have the training for it: what do you reach out with?

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[ ] Serenity

Clear your mind. There is no passion etc. Even when you're plummeting to your death and about to die, becoming smoking debris on the landscape, just-- You can be calm!

[ ] Hope

Use your feelings, but stay positive. Focus on the thought that you must succeed. You can do this, you can get the two of you out of this alive and functional.

[ ] Fear

Easy — you have plenty of it, barely held in check by necessity. Just give in to it, feel everything you want to feel, let the power flow from there.

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This is something I've been thinking of for quite a while, in between larger and more challenging original projects, just as something to do for fun in the meantime. It's planned to be relatively short and unambitious in scope, but we'll see how it works out.