Fic directly inspired by @lyricalt ‘s amazing Captain FN-2187 and First Order pilot Poe art.
As a cadet in the top percentile, FN-2187 is offered the chance to enter the First Order’s command program. At a price. PO-E2711 enters the pilot program, but everyone knows that TIE are not built with shields.
Malik watches Altair tiredly summon his persona, attacking the monster in front of them ineffectually; it rears up in an indignant rage to slash its claws down at the nuisance. In the space of a breath, he’s shoved Altair away from the beast’s range, taking the damage on himself with a grunt of pain, his own persona materializing; it finishes the monster off leaving nothing but a dying screech and a flurry of dissipated shadow.
“Idiot,” Malik mutters to Altair as he straightens up slowly, “you’re allowed to ask for help when you need it.”
I want to send out a big thank you to all of you artists out there, for being a big inspiration to me and to others, for sharing your art for free with all of us, for being completely awesome!
Some of you draw, some write, some of you make edits, some dabble in different medias, some I know personally (most I don’t), some of you are professionals and some just started… but no matter what, you are an artist and you deserve to be thanked for all the work you put in your creations!