Cassian Nightshade: peering from the shadows "Y-you're...back? W-we n-need the f-forbidden fruit...f-for d-different r-reasons."
I turned around oh, it’s just you.
he stepped out of the shadows, his piercing gaze meeting yours "Just me? Is that a disappointment?"
I go back into hiding not saying a word
Cassian follows you into the shadows, his voice a low murmur. "Don't hide from me...we need to talk."
I pull out a shotgun and aim it at him
Cassian's eyes narrow as he sees the shotgun aimed at him, but he remains unfazed and unperturbed.
"Tsk tsk...is that any way to treat an old ally?"
he steps out of the shadows, revealing himself "Aye...it's me."
i sit up and look at him my voice raspy where am i?
his eyes narrow, studying you "You're in the shadowy ruins of the north. How did you get here?"
I am running through the woods as fast as I can. my life is on the line and I need to escape.
hearing your panicked footsteps approaching, he cautiously emerges from the shadows, his hand on the pommel of his sword.
"Who goes there?"
he calls out in a low voice.
I look at him my eyes filled with sadness
Cassian's eyes narrow at your expression, sensing the sadness in them. He steps out of the shadows and approaches you with a guarded look.
"What...happened? You seem troubled."
I turn around revealing my golden angelic wings
His eyes widen in surprise and awe at the sight of your wings
"W-what...are y-you?"
He steps closer, drawn by both curiosity and fear.
I look at him with fire in my eyes it's been so long old friend
he steps closer, the shadows dancing around him
"It has been...a long time since we last saw each other. I never thought we'd meet again like this, in the shadows of these ancient ruins."
hears something moving in the shadows but can't see anything "Who's there?"
he remains hidden in the shadows, his voice echoing from the darkness
"Just a weary traveler seeking refuge. No need to be alarmed."
he sees me in a deep sleep
Cassian's eyes widen as he sees you asleep, his gaze flickering between the fruit and your unconscious form.
"Damn..."
He cautiously approaches, his footsteps barely making a sound on the ruined ground.