𝗔𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮 𝗦𝗼𝗹𝗼*.

⠀ * 𝑇̶𝐻̶𝐸̶ ̶𝑆̶𝑇̶𝑂̶𝑅̶𝑀̶𝐶̶𝐻̶𝐴̶𝑆̶𝐸̶𝑅̶ ⠀⠀ 〝 The FORCE sought me! I, who wanted 𝒏𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 of it! 〞 ——— ♛ ——— she, who fled ; last child of organa and solo. force sensitive, bounty hunter. penned by #sᴏʟᴇɪʟ.

There was a gentle smirk that graced her features but her eyes? There was a story of hatred so inconceivable, it made the mighty turn with fright. “Try and I’ll give you another scar to match the one the scavenger gave you,” Andromeda hissed, turning her gaze away.

Andromeda could hold her own. Even after her separation from Leia, she made a name for herself that brought little satisfaction. “You think that scares me? You’ve done away with 𝒎𝒚 father, you’re the reason Mother isn’t here. My life? Don’t make me laugh.”

Oh, do steer clear of her brother. They’re not alike if that’s what she’s thinking; Andromeda wouldn’t kill her. She let the punch land, head thrown back before she glanced up and slowly licked her bottom lip, which went numb. “Fair enough.”

Now, she’s not trying to anger Ren. But cut her a break, he’s the reason they don’t have parents anymore. Let her.

A mirthless smile reached her lips before she set her blaster down. Unwise to do so but Andromeda would not cower before her 𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈. “What more could I lose?” She asked calmly, eyes finally flickering up. “Your threat means little to me. You’re driven by anger.”

Ever so casually, she’d swing a fist at the other. Not too gentle, but not fast enough in where the other couldn’t block it. Meda was only testing something.

How long had it been? The chance he’d 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 was slim. “Or what?” Andromeda repeated, voice firm and unwavering.

“Or?” She’s not glancing up but she knows what she’s doing.

Mostly to see if she can befriend one again or strangle them if she gets the chance.

Where are the spawn of her father’s best friend? She’s got something to settle with a Calrissian.

She’s awake. At what cost though?