Crowleychild

"They seriously disapprove. 🤷‍♀️🙄 The two baddest generals reporting for duty! I’ve been wanting to finish this piece forever and finally had the time and motivation to do so! I haven’t drawn @libanezpencil’s Beaut. Zaria in so long! I loved these poses and expressions. These two’s relationship will forever be one of my favorites and so iconic."

Then came a silence, accompanied by the faint sizzle of scattered pebbles hitting the ground. Smoke billowed from the payload, creating a thick wall of dust. Wiltshire coughed, then cleared his throat. “General!” He shouted. No response. He began to push forward into the dust, covering his face. As he moved closer to the wreckage, he could make out a silhouette. It was her. “General!” Some relief found his tone. Slowly, the Twi’lek turned, blood trickling down her face from a gash at the base of her head. She held her stomach, and before he could say anything else- she began to lose balance. He rushed forward, barely catching her before she hit the ground. “Hey now, stay with us!” He gathered her into his arms, she was fighting to stay conscious. Her eyes forced open, before closing again. He felt her weight fall further into him. “Captain!” Wiltshire swung his head around. Colbalt rushed towards them. “She’s not in good shape.” He told the medic as he knelt beside them, quickly moving to examine her. Gently, he moved a hand towards her abdomen, which was impaled with a good sized chunk of shrapnel. “She stopped the explosion with her bare hands...” He muttered. Cobalt looked at Wiltshire briefly, stunned, before standing. “I can’t do anything here. We need to get her out of here.” Wiltshire hoisted her into his arms, and the two started to jog in the direction of the checkpoint. “Mayday, the Captain has the General! Requesting immediate EVAC.”

On one of the 498th’s first assaults, the troop attempts to stop a payload from rocking the city of Kala’uun and it’s defenders. They almost fail, but Beridin summons as much of her force-bearing strength as possible to stop the explosion in it’s tracks. Which, as a result, severely injures her- but gives the troop victory. Granted her injuries could be far worse, and she insists on continuing to be apart of the front.