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@arminjace.bsky.socialOct 6, 2026, 4:28 AM

#stormythOC_Tober2026 #OC_Tober2026 Day 6 - Enemies

Calida and Armin find themselves in the grasp of an old foe from Calida's distant past. #starwars #starwarsocs #calidahighmoon #arminjace #taronblackfeather

Calida squinted and turned away as the dark cloth was ripped from her head, exposing her eyes to blinding lights. She turned as far as her neck would allow, and was equally relieved to see Armin next to her, and despairing at his capture, since it meant escape would be more difficult. The clacking of boots on concrete drew her attention, and she looked in the other direction to see a dark man in a pilot's flightsuit approaching them menacingly. "Well, well," the dark-skinned man said, his tone patronizing. "If it isn't Calida Highmoon." "Oh kriff," Calida muttered. "How the hell are you still alive?" "You know him?" Armin asked. "His name is Taron Blackfeather. He's from Savareen," Calida answered. "When Crimson Dawn took over the planet, my family left. His decided to stay. I figured they would have cut out his tongue, like they did to everyone else, but I guess that was too much to hope for." "We made ourselves useful to Crimson Dawn," Blackfeather interrupted. "Sure. Every criminal organization needs cannon fodder," Calida countered. "Talentless hacks willing to sell out or suck up to whoever will take them." "My family is revered on Savareen," Blackfeather retorted. "Respected. While most of you scampered away to the stars, we stayed and weathered the storm. Made ourselves valuable and strong, and we were able to keep going even after Crimson Dawn faded away. Now, with the rise of the Baran Syndicate, we are powerful again… or we will be, once I have what I need from the two of you."
@arminjace.bsky.socialSep 17, 2026, 6:03 AM

When they're captured by the Baran Syndicate, Armin and Calida have to wait for a distraction in order to attempt to escape. #darkfrontier #starwars #starwarsocs #arminjace #calidahighmoon #taronblackfeather

"They caught the fighters on the ground. They can't take off!" "Then we'll hold here and wipe 'em out!" Blackfeather roared. "Get your sorry carcass moving!" He shoved the pirate back out the door, then turned back to Armin and Calida. "This isn't over yet. I'll be back to get what I want." As soon as the door slammed shut, Armin went to work. Calida strained against her restraints to no avail, but the Thyferran was more methodical in his approach. He adjusted his shoulders as much as he could, to bring his wrists closer together, then began feeling the outside of his binders with his middle finger. Calida heard him grunt with effort and asked, "What are you doing?" "Getting free," he answered. "Give me a second." There was a series of five beeps, and Calida heard a click. Armin brought his arms around, one still wearing the binders, but the other freed. He shucked the restraints off, then went to work on Calida's. Seconds later, he pulled her from her seat. "How did you do that?" she asked. "Intelligence training, remember?" Armin asked, as if it should've been obvious. "These are TX-1 series binders. The Empire abandoned them years ago because of faulty catches - there was a backdoor code sliced in during manufacturing. If you know the code, it's easy to get out." He and Calida seized their blasters and ident cards from the table and moved to either side of the door.