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forceshadowed) wrote in helloeverybunny2021-07-12 07:08 pm
♕ call me out 2021 ♕
call me out + wishlist prompt me, plot with me, leave me a starter! | ||||
janey star wars eu my girl for overarching storylines and epic canon mashups. family drama, political intrigue, the whole shebang. unless you just wanna hear a joke or get a random midnight text. | selene the shards of heaven give this gal a ship, though juba is a high bar but it's fine, she'll take nerds. also here for princess/queen and knight adventures. bonus points for auing into her canon. | lemia lunar dyne/lemia is otp but i can be persuaded with crosscanon. really i just want to play lunar in the year of our lord 2021. come to her magic city in the sky and be her friend. | ||
nic the great library historical aus, bc they’re prime for great library shenanigans. kids to dad while he’s not yet old and tired. garda buddies and soldier types to fight with and blow stuff up with. | robb a song of ice and fire MURDER PUPPY VERSE. and wolf fam things bc house stark heck yeah. not looking for ships atm but king robb and the knights of the round table plsss. | jon game of thrones slowbuuuuurrrrrrnnnnn mutual pining forbidden love while in the middle of some war or adventure. i just miss the feeling of discovering a ship and he’s the perfect guy for it, lmao. | ||
| credit: exclusive | ||||
do we even need to say who this is for?
Murderpups. Bonding time.
At first, she'd hardly give Edwyn a second thought, though the boy seemed to idolize Robb and her father took a shine to him, which really helped. Though she wasn't speaking to her father as much as she could have, she'd been spending more time with Robb, and so Edwyn was more and more on her radar, giving her a shy smile and a clumsy bow. It was endearing, and now, more and more, she found herself looking for the young knight. And trying to find out what she could about him.]
You have to tell me more about your men, Robb. Your Brotherhood has picked up some interesting sorts lately.
[She sits down across from Robb, pouring him a glass of wine, and herself one as well.]
Star Wars / finally now that IRL is calm. (This is Fenix btb)
The call to the Jedi had come in about a standard day ago. There was a mission, if they'd accept it, with an absurd amount of money on offer. There was also a name, if it could be called that: 'Kimsa'ei'.
The mission was first to locate any survivors of the Pandoran delegation that had been headed towards the Galactic Senate. Second, it was, if possible, to locate a child with blonde hair and hazel-gold eyes. They were important to 'Kimsa'ei', and bring them back to the rendezvous point aboard a ship known as the Huentli, that waited on the borders of the Unknown Regions.
The delegation's last known point had been provided: a planet not that far into the known Galaxy, maybe two standard days travel via light speed.
At least the crash site was easy to find. Well, the debris field at least...
--
Two days since she'd done her best to hide the bulk of the wreckage with a notice-me-not spell. She probably shouldn't have done that; it'd brought attention down on her from the local village-town, but nothing she couldn't handle with a bit more magic.
Though she wanted to know what a jedi was. Was it food? Was it good? Didn't matter in the end; it was probably code for something bad and so she remained out of sight.
The only reason she'd even come out of hiding away from all the fuss kicked up was the simple fact she was hungry. Hiding until Pandoran Rescue came (and they would; she was too important to risk) sucked, but running was what she was good at. As was scrambling through the various peoples, occasionally glancing back to see if the person (stall keeper?) was still chasing her. Though no one spoke like a civilised person, it was easy to understand she was in trouble.
Theft was frowned on. Who knew. Or maybe it was someone paid by those who'd shot the ship down. Yay.
She wanted to go home-
Funny thing about running and not looking where one is going: One tends to run right into people.
Ahliz'tah reeled back with a hasty 'Sorry' that she was positive they wouldn't understand even as she attempted to duck around them and weave a 'hide in plain sight' spell around herself at the same time.
Magic. The Force. It's more or less the same thing... and this blonde-haired child reeks of it.
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But one Jedi was.
On leave from the Order, Jaisyn no longer considered herself an active Jedi — but she wasn't halfway across the galaxy, instead skirting along the edges of the Unknown Regions on her solo sojourn. And it had actually taken little to convince her to take the mission; she'd lost a younger brother some years back, and she had a sister. A missing child was something her wishy-washy, overintellectual bleeding heart could not ignore.
She'd examined the crash site, and while there were several tracks that fanned outward, she didn't rely on her droid's calculations to decide which one to pursue. Instead she sank deep into the Force, letting herself become one with her surroundings and trying to pick apart... feelings. The child must be terrified, being stranded in a planet by herself. Perhaps even injured, though she hoped not.
Then she caught a whiff of something else, and that she didn't think of it when it should've been obvious made her laugh. Hungry. Of course.
So she tried to lock on to that flicker of feeling. She's Force-sensitive, Jaisyn thought; how else could she have felt that presence so strongly one moment, then gone in the next? Though it was a game two people could play, because she knew that 'hide in plain sight' trick too.
And that was how they eventually found each other.
Her grip on Ahliz'tah's arm was firm, but not intended to hurt. "There you are, kid," she greeted, and she smiled as she felt the Force flicker around the child again. Definitely Force-strong, this one. "It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you."
Neufie, her R9, came trilling from behind Ahliz'tah a second later.
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"Let go of me!" It's in Pandoran, not Basic. For the briefest of seconds, there's a look of fear and confusion before it's blanked out as she twists and squirms in an attempt to break the hold. Just because a person looks friendly doesn't mean they are.
It is tempting to see if she can affect this astromech with magic; one here means the potential of a ship and maybe a way to at least call home. But... This close, the woman's also a magic-user. Would she be able to tell? Was it worth the risk, worth losing precious time to escape?
No. She'd try as a last-ditch attempt-
"Keep a hold of that thief!"
Ahliz'tah freezes -she might not understand the words, but she knows trouble- and instantly starts to mutter under her breath. Magic without also drawing the pictograms in the air somehow is harder, but she has to try and do this as unnoticed as possible. She's not the person they want. Right now, she's a no one. Let her go-
Thankfully, or not, as trained as she is, she's still only a child. A hungry one who's been running effectively on sheer willpower for the last two days. Her magic may not be as strong as she thinks it is. Or as effective.
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Her grip loosens but she doesn't release the girl. Most especially not when someone else arrives and calls Ahliz'tah a thief. "A thief, huh," she mutters with a small, knowing smile at the younger girl, before she winks and turns to the angry man walking briskly toward them.
"Sir?" Jaisyn feigns innocence. "I'm sorry, you must have my sister mistaken for someone else." It's her turn to use the Force this time, obscuring Ahliz'tah's features some that, to a random passerby, both girls will appear to have similar features. Brown hair, brown eyes, lopsided grins.
"No, I don't! That child is a thief! And she..." The man suddenly looks confused, and his gaze flickers from one girl to another.
Then his eyes narrow at the Jedi. "You must be a thief too."
He seems to be reaching for his weapon, but Jaisyn remains absolutely calm. "My sister is not a thief, and neither am I." There's a small flick of her wrist, a vague hand gesture that one tends to easily ignore. "You will let us go now, and wish us safe travels."
A few seconds pass. Then, the man says, his expression a little dazed, "I'm sorry, girls. You may go now. Safe travels!"
Jaisyn grins and gives the man her thanks, before she tugs Ahliz'tah's arm gently, trying to steer her toward the direction of her ship. "Come on, sis. I know you're hungry."
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It's...something to trust. Maybe the other two sent this woman. It's possible Ricky and Matt sent the woman. It's enough of a possibility that she is, for now, willing to maybe trust, yet the mullish look isn't an act, though it does lessen when she senses magic in the air. It's not hers and it's hard to get a read on it, but that's the nature of magic. Light or Dark was merely a veneer of names given by people.
- that offer of food, though, draws Ahliz'tah away from her thoughts.
"Yeah, let's go get food," she chirps with a nod as she allows herself to be guided in that direction. To complete the picture, she links a hand with Jaisyn's...
If there's any skin-to-skin contact, the Jedi will notice something strange: this child seems to be a perfect, natural balance of Light and Dark, as if both sides of the coin can be seen at once.
For Jacen!
He lingers around the pier for a moment before diving into the bright blue waters once more. The pier is a little too high up for him to climb, so Bastien decides to swim towards the shallow waters of the shore instead. He needs to be careful though, especially since he doesn't want the local beachgoers to spot him. Despite being whisked away to a world as fantastical as this one, Bastien is still quite an oddity out here. After all, he's the only merman here who isn't some ugly fish-faced vermin and that's saying a lot. ]
busting him out for ya! how does basty feel about being a force-sensitive space merman
It's a fantastical world thus far. He's the only human in the area, the rest of the tourists all some other bipedal species. He doesn't mind, though, having grown up in the galactic hub of Coruscant, then later living among the Yuuzhan Vong, or at least for a time.
He takes off his boots and rolls up his jumpsuit's pants legs to his knees in order to wade into the water, sighing at feel of the sand beneath his feet and the cool water around him. He closes his eyes and sinks into the Force, reaching for the life around him and the comfort they offer. Definitely much better than traveling alone with only a droid for company through the vastness of space. ]
Let's find out! <3
What the hell was that?
[ He mutters to himself as he floats along the waves. It takes a few minutes for his eyes to adjust to the brightness of the surface but once he does, Bastien spots a familiar figure wading through the water. ]
Eh? Wait, I know that ugly mug!
[ Bastien can't help but grin as he waves at Jacen. ]
for @theheroofburg ✨
She's been traveling with the boys for quite sometime now, but her thirst for adventure has proven to rival Dyne's. She'd refused to be sent back to Vane despite their ragtag group's close calls, insisting that she was going to see Dyne through the end of his quest and then accompany him back to Burg for his victory tour. "This brewing war is real, Lemia," Ghaleon had chided her once, for Dyne's journey to become the Dragonmaster had now become more than just fulfilling a childhood dream, and she'd lost her temper and yelled at them to all stop treating her like a child.
"What do you think the Frontier's like?" she asks when he finally turns to her. Because that's why she can't sleep. Because tomorrow they depart on an airship for the Frontier, the place where the Vile Tribe was banished by Althena 500 years ago.