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10. Who’s the first person your oc goes to to talk about something that made them happy? Sad? Angry? 17. If your oc had a social media page, what would it be like? What would they post about? How much personal information would they feel comfortable posting on it? How often would they update it? 25. How does your oc handle sadness? for Jezari
10. Who’s the first person your oc goes to to talk about something that made them happy? Sad? Angry?
When she was partners with Savler, and, really, up until she had her own crew, Savler was her go to person pretty much 100% of the time. It’s not that Jezari doesn’t have other friends and acquaintances kicking around out there, but none of them are/were as close as Savler. Then the universe went “oooh, looks like the loner needs friends” and proceeded to dump crew members on her like some kind of shower of weirdos.
Granted, Savler is still person one, a lot of the time. They’ve been friends since they were kids. But now, if something makes her happy, her whole crew is probably going to hear about it first because they are right there. No holocall needed. (But if it’s an important enough happy thing, Savler’s going to get that holocall.) Sad? That depends, on a lot of things. Might be a holocall to Savler. Might be a reason to knock on Kyrian’s door (Force knows he’s shared enough vulnerabilities with her.), or Bowdaar’s. Maaaaybe Risha, if it lined up well enough with one of Risha’s own shared vulnerabilities. Angry? That’s going to be a holocall or a visit to Bowdaar’s cabin, or possibly Risha’s. (She knows Kyrian would be sympathetic, but she finds it incomprehensible that he isn’t incandescently angry about… oh, pretty much his entire life, so he is not her go-to person for things that piss her off. Unless she’s so pissed off, she’s just fuming about it to absolutely everyone she runs into.)
(Corso’s a nice kid, and probably an excellent person for someone to lean on. But that someone isn’t her.)
17. If your oc had a social media page, what would it be like? What would they post about? How much personal information would they feel comfortable posting on it? How often would they update it?
Space Instagram for the jewelry she makes out of bits of broken technology, linked to her Space Etsy, and utterly devoid of personal information. (Savler would certainly have made sure of that. As well as making sure no one could trace Jezari from any of it. And definitely no posting about space crimes on space social media!) She’s just this mysterious jewelry maker who posts pretty regularly. It is her downtime hobby, and time in hyperspace during jobs is pretty regular downtime.
(Left to her own devices, Jezari would probably not have been so careful, but she’s also not about to do anything that would lead to Savler having to pull a “you idiot!” jail break. At least not in regard to her hobby of jewelry making.)
25. How does your oc handle sadness?
That depends somewhat on the kind and degree of sadness. A little melancholy? Distract herself with tasks around the Luck that she’s been putting off or go to a local cantina with a good band. Maybe talk to a friend, if there’s anything to talk about. More drastically sad? Talk to/cry on friends.
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prompt: "don't apologise, please."
was requested by @lordviridis on an inactive sideblog. reposted on this blog account.
otp: cipher nine (f!oc) x Darth Marr.
A/N: hearing impaired protag, canon divergence, wlw pairing, transfem Darth Marr, Marr goes by she/they pronouns.
Sunset began to set on a wintery day, Ania found herself yawning for the fifth time in the row as she kept watch over her sleeping daughter, Naomi, laying on the mattress beside her while fighting a constant struggle to remain awake in case the toddler decided to wake up from mid-nap.
It had been nearly a year after Eradication’s Day and both of her parents were away on a mission, she stayed home with Marr who opted to help out caring for the child. Motherhood was unexpected for Ania, she had never had the time to think or planned on having a family of her own at a young age with a career ahead of her.
And now… Ania does not regret a single thing about her daughter’s existence. She was fortunate for the assistance from Marr and her family who all pitched in to help her raise her daughter, while most were sworn to secrecy over the child’s existence without Empress Acina nor the Sith Emperor know.
Marr declared themselves as one of Naomi’s legal parents and gained co-joint custody of her with their name within the database. It was as planned between Ania and Marr just months before the wedding, she remembered how supportive and understanding Marr was towards her after she was in complete shock to learn about her pregnancy that was caught on in time after falling ill from Watcher X's serum side effects. Marr was sympathetic and had checked in on her wellbeing since then.
There was a sound of cleared throat caught Ania’ attention within the quiet room, she glanced over to the door and greeted by the Zabrak approaching towards the edge of the bed to sit down, cautiously trying not to disturb their own daughter from her sleep.
Ania was fortunate to have Marr remained by her side whenever she needed help. Marr was prepared for parenthood–Ania had assumed they dealt with children within the Sith Academy as first-hand experience.
“How are you feeling?” Marr whispered, lips slowed for Ania to read.
Ania fought back a yawn that was threatening to escape her mouth, and gave them a tired smile, “A little tired–could do with some caffeine to get me through the day.”
Ania never thought that a child would have a bundle of energy to keep her on her toes. On some days, she was grateful for Marr to take her out of the family mansion for fresh air and spend time together while Naomi spent time with the grandparents.
“Caffeine won’t fix your insomnia, Ania,” Marr reminded her, “A little nap won’t harm you.”
Ania casted her eyes from Marr to Naomi for a brief moment–she wanted to stay awake a little longer to be there for her daughter, who had a habit of wanting her mother, but her body was desperately screaming for sleep while her mind was preoccupied with other things at once.
“I can take Naomi for a couple of hours.” Marr suggested after sensing Ania’ concern, “You deserve a little bit of break.”
“But, I thought you’ll be busy?” Ania questioned with raised brow, she knew how hectic Marr’s schedules were.
Being a Sith Lord and a member of the Sith Inquisitorius hadn’t been easy.
“Beniko will handle my affairs on my behalf–you and Naomi are my number one priority, remember?”
She remembered their vow… their promise to put her and her child first before the Empire on their wedding night. Ania heaved a sigh, knowing it was pointless to argue with Marr–sleep wasn’t going to be on her side after insomnia began to kick in, though in the end, she agreed to compromise and allowed the chance Marr had given her.
An hour or two to catch up on sleep sounded rather nice now.
“Ok.” Ania affirmed with a nod.
At the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Marr lifting their hand close to her face, she held her breath for a moment, watching them brush a few strands of loose black hair away from her eyes and felt them tucked behind her ear without a flinch. She gazed her eyes onto Marr to study them–looking so calm, she felt them gently caressing her cheek with a calloused hand.
Ania was surprised by this motion, she found this… oddly comforting… It was different from the way Jadus touched her. After a few seconds to process the physical, yet almost intimate, touch, she blinked her eyes as her voice reached out to the Zabrak out of concern, “Marr?”
Marr ceased their action. Ania took this as a sign that Marr realised what they were doing without a single thought and pulled their hand away from her face.
“Shit…” Marr cursed under their breath and looked away, they did not planned to do that after lingering feelings for the Sith Hybrid consumed their mind, “I didn’t mean to do that. My apology.”
“Don’t apologise, please.” Ania’ face softened, her voice laced with reassurance, “I don’t mind.”
“No,” - - they said with a shook of their head–“It is still wrong of me to do that.”
Marr uttered quietly–wanting to forget about it. They stood to their feet and carefully lifted the sleeping toddler within their arms, “Get some sleep. We’ll talk later.”
“But... You don’t have to leave on–” Ania was cut off, watching as the Sith left the room in a hurry, “–on my account.” She ended the sentence with a whisper.
Was Marr mortified at being caught out, she wondered, were they embarrassed?
At first, Ania would’ve climbed out of the bed to go after Marr and confront them on their actions and talk it out, but instead she didn’t want to make things awkward, she rested her head onto the satin pillow and began to drift off to sleep.
Little did she know, her stomach and heart fluttered at the endearing thought. Was she starting to have feelings for Marr?
#swtor#seren swtor writings#oc: ania nevrakis#oc: naomi nevrakis#ch: darth marr#otp ania x darth marr
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Was tagged by @nusaran thank you!
tagging: @darthvronton @crqstalite @vespertine-legacy @lordviridis and anyone else who wanna do the thing.
I’m gonna post the wip snippets that I had of Amelia x Sevika for Arcane-Cyberpunk AU that I’m currently, and failing hard, writing on:
Amelia was nervous and cautious, her eyes tried not to stare at the enforcer in fear she may have offended her--the way her eyes glanced back and forth to read her lips.
Sevika puffed out smoke, twirling the cigar inbetween her prothestic fingers as she speak slowly, “What’s your name, doll?”
“Amelia.”
Sevika mused with a hum--she caught on to Amelia’s quick glances when she asked her for her name.
“Can you understand what I’m saying?”
Amelia stared in disbelief by her question--did she figured her out? Sevika caught on to her reaction with a quiet chuckle, she patted her human hand onto the spot beside her and beckoned the younger woman to join her.
“I’ve been informed about your disability beforehand,” Sevika told her, “I wonder, do you sign?”
“Um, not really.” Amelia replied, hiding her shame that she never learnt sign language at a young age--her parents had never considered this, “But, I was taught to lipread.”
“Lipread?” Sevika sounded surprised, “Well, that’s damn impressive, doll.”
Amelia approached towards the couch and sat next to Sevika, “So. You’re not really weirded out by me reading your lips?”
“Not at all, doll. I’m not going to be offended,” Sevika shifted to face Amelia attentively, “Though, I don’t mind being stared at.” she added in a sultry tone.
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Romantic Vacation
A small bit of Ty/Caitlin fluff for @lordviridis. Hope it cheers you up a bit.
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The waves lapped at Caitins feet, flowing over and back out again as the blue sky and sand warmed from the sun’s rays. Ty felt the sand slip between his toes as he walked out towards his wife enjoying the vacation he had taken her on. Renting a private beach for them to relax he could see the stress lift from her shoulders as here she didn’t have to be mom or the future Empress, she could just be Caitlin and he could just be Ty.
Wrapping his arms around her from behind he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek and purred quietly. “Enjoying yourself my love?”
“Very, it's been a perfect vacation so far and so very relaxing.” Turning to face him she gently kissed his lips
Pushing an errant strand of her hair behind her ear he gave her that smile that was only for her. “You are perfect and I am the luckiest pureblood alive to have you as my wife.” Watching her duck her head and her cheeks get red he chuckled. “Tell me I am not embarrassing you love?” He knew full well he was and enjoyed it.
“Of course not, ok well maybe a little.” she chuckled running her hands down his back
Pulling Caitlin into a tight hug Ty closed his eyes and smiled. “Let’s go back to the house and get ready for dinner. I made reservations at a small bistro just for the two of us.” Taking her hand they headed back to the beach house to ready for the night.
Zipping up Caitlins dress Ty took the opportunity to give the back of her neck a small kiss smiling. “You look absolutely radiant, my love.”
“You look rather dapper yourself my dear, as always of course.”
Soft music was playing as Ty and Caitlin entered the bistro adding to the romantic and relaxed atmosphere Ty wanted for them. Quickly seated at the table the waiter brought the menus and a glass of wine for them. Raising his glass, “A toast, to us”
“To us”
Sitting back in his chair Ty looked at her smiling. “Did you know the first time I saw you you made my head turn? You were so beautiful and the power coming off of you was intoxicating.” Taking a drink of wine, “All I knew is who your parents were and that I had to at least say hello.”
“Well you did that but I had no idea about catching your eye my love.”
Reaching over and running a finger down the side of her cheek, “Well you do now and you have done more than capture my eye, my heart is captured too. You make me whole Caitlin and when we rule together it will be glorious.” Getting up from his chair as the plates were cleaned from the table, “Care to dance?”
Taking his extended hand she smiled, “I would love too.”
Pulling her into his arms he smiled feeling how well she fit into them. Sliding his hand to the small of her back they glided across the floor to the flow of the music. Spinning her and watching her smile as he pulled her back in he couldn’t put into words his contentment at the moment.
As the music ended he dipped her down smiling. "I do believe it's time for us to go home."
"Take me back my love, I look forward to continuing our evening together."
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“You're going to want to sit down for this, love.”
“Is something’s wrong? Is Arisaira's alright?”
“... She’s pregnant.”
“You’re certain?”
“Positive. Go easy on her--stress is the last thing we need.”
the aftermaths.
taglist for those who read the snippet and want to see this editset with Kritanta: @the-sith-in-the-sky-with-diamond @darthvronton @lordviridis @naaklasolus @gmkelz11 @sithy-tricks
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I made a spicy Twitter follow me @ lordviridis
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11. favourite native writer/poet? 16. which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with?26. does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? what do you think about the portrayal?
Thank you fo asking!
11. favourite native writer/poet?
I’m going to be a basic bitch here and say Wolfgang&Heike Hohlbein. They are(were? I haven’t read their books or about them in years) the most well known fantasy writers during my youth . Really loved their stuff.
16. which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with?
Oh man, I’m going to lose my german ID for this but the stereotypes I hate are punctuality, efficiency and cleanliness/being 'green'.
I hate it because yes, we do like to be both those first things and it is expected but the state and things that are for the ‘common folk’ are very often neither.
You lived here, I’m sure you have had your experience with the Deutsche Bahn, something that is touted as a paragon of punctuality. Oh, if only those naive people knew.
The same with bureaucracy: it looks like its all very orderly and efficient but in truth it is very often repetiv, unnecessary and bloated.
Germans are dirty. Look at our streets where cigarett butts and chewing gum are plastered everywhere, where pet owners let their darlings do what they must and then leave it there and bulky waste will simply be put out with no care of who
will remove it.
And that's just the single person stuff.
I can go down a rabbit hole of reasons the federal goverment is being stupid and short sighted about global warming, alternativ energy and the ability to keep up the wellfare state.
I do agree though that we have very good food! And not just bread and beer!
Give me Rouladen with Rotkraut every sunday, rice pudding every tuesday, thick soup on thursdays and fish on fridays!
26. does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? what do you think about the portrayal?
Germans=Nazis or Nazi adjacent when Hollywood needs a villain and no brown person is available.
I don't exactly care about this portrayal because german entertaiment has always shown us as the villain pre 9/11.
I grew up with shows like Hogan's Heroes or movies like Operation Petticoat where the germans where funny and inept or movies that showed the cruelty of german soldiers so to me it’s just something that is.
I do have more feelings about this and history and the present but I doubt thats something that interests other people very much ;)
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4. how did they start living together? do they move? how do they choose the place? 15. what habits of the other drives them crazy? 35. how often do they go on dates? 47. how do they make up after a fight? for a pairing of your choice
You know what since I’ve not talked about them in 2000 years
It’s Corso and Fira hours
Domesticity Meme
4. Well that technically started when Corso came onto Fira’s ship. But after idk maybe a year or so of the ending of the events of the ‘vanilla’ game they got around to finding a place to ‘settle’(that year was sort of tbh maybe an extended honeymoon really as neither of them were really hurting for credits once they’d dealt with all the events of the OG smuggler story), finding a nice little ranch on Dantooine and I think it was a cliche case of them seeing a house listing, checking it out and pretty much straight up falling in love with the place.
15, Fira hogs the blankets, Corso is really bad for leaving his boots lying around in awkward places
35. I think they’re the sort of couple who tries to go out on dates fairly often, seldom any like big grand dates kind of ‘let’s just have a nice casual night out together just you and me’ sorta thng
47. I think regardless of if he’s at fault Corso’s usually the one to start the sorting things out process once they’ve had their time to cool down. They usually manage to talk things out fairly quickly, high chance there’s some ‘im sorry’ kissing.
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Considering your state of boredom, to all your swtor oc's, what do they like to do when they are bored?
Many thanks
Marlitharn
Marli tries to meditate or practice with her weapons when she is bored because she follows the Jedi philosophy that if you’re bored you probably have better things to do.
Jhonnen
As a rule, Jhonnen is miserable when he’s bored and tends to grumble until he finds something to do. The trouble being that bored is often a mindset and you can be bored while doing something.
Hyperdrive: Jhonnen tries to rope other people into card games when he is bored, now that there are people on his ship. Before that he would see if any of the Tick’s systems needed tinkering with.
Riptide: Jhonnen mostly practices combat with the droids in the excercise room though he will occasionally just go talk to Vette or Quinn. It’s hard to be bored talking to someone you really, really like.
Breaker: Kira always has suggestions on beating the boredom. The Jedi wouldn’t approve of any of them. Also Jhonnen will work out in his room if Kira is busy or otherwise unavailable. Sometimes he’ll get stories out of Doc.
Fallon
Fallon will mindfully listen to music when she is bored or coax Quinn away from his duties. If neither of these are an option or doing it for her, she will practice her lightsaber form. Boredom is just a reason to do something you enjoy.
Jacks
Jacks doesn’t believe in boredom. There are weapons to be maintained, drills to run, systems to check, a husband to check in on, floors to clean, laundry to do.
Inle
Does she have anywhere to be in the near future? No? Inle drinks. Usually by herself. Does she have somewhere to be in the near future? Inle worries about that. Usually this just leads to her being bored and anxious but hey, she’s trying.
Yon’kne
Being bored is the worst so Yon’kne usually finds something to read. Fiction novels, biographies, historical texts, you name it. Sometimes she’s got enough time between now and her next task that she will convince Andronikos to fuck her because that’s more fun than reading (not by a huge margin but by enough) and then they end up talking.
Hrafnhar
Hrafnhar doesn’t have time to be bored, which is good because she’s insufferable and exceedingly pliant to Gault’s schemes. You do not want Hrafnhar more open to Gault’s schemes. Torian doesn’t want Hrafnhar more open to Gault’s schemes.
To beat the boredom, Hrafnhar usually bullies someone into doing something with her. With Mako that can be anything from shooting drills to searching for a tough looking bounty. With Torian that can involve adult pursuits or cooking lessons or Mando Culture 101. With Blizz she’ll help out in the engine room. And with Gault, of course, there are the schemes.
#OC: Marlitharn#OC: Jhonnen#OC: Fallon Noicrothatch#OC: Jacks Ross#OC: Linevune#OC: Yon'kne#OC: Hrafnhar#lordviridis
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📢 - Does your muse have a loud personality or a quiet one? Do they enjoy being the center of attention, or would they rather watch and listen? 👶 - If they have any, what is your muse’s relationship like with their children? Do they feel like they’re a good parent? 🐜 - How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior? For whoever you feel has the most interesting answers.
Thought-Provoking Headcanon Meme
Thanks for the asks, @lordviridis !
📢 - Does your muse have a loud personality or a quiet one? Do they enjoy being the center of attention, or would they rather watch and listen?
Teeanah Malvern isn't necessarily loud, but she is incredibly charming and charismatic, and has a way about her where everyone who speaks to her feels more important for having her attention. There's is no question who the… "Center" of the circle is.
👶 - If they have any, what is your muse’s relationship like with their children? Do they feel like they’re a good parent?
Corellan is my only OC i've properly documented having children. He adamantly let both Bela and Orgus choose their own paths. Bela eventually chose the path of her father, and would later succeed him as co-leader of the Alliance. Orgus… well, he became a smuggler. Which was fine. It was his choice.
He does worry if he really gave each of them what they needed, but neither would complain about him.
🐜 - How does your muse feel about animal lives? Do they treat them the same way they’d treat a person, or do they feel they’re inferior?
Ansonus Ixorr (Rhi'khi Legacy - i know i haven't talked about him much) has a pet Nuna named Nyvox. (Nunas were those reptillian turkey things people rode around on in The Phantom Menace on Naboo.)
Thanks for the asks, @lordviridis !
#swtorpadawan asks#oc: teeanah malvern#oc: corellan halcyon#oc: bela senya carsen-halcyon#oc: orgus carsen-halcyon#oc: ansonus ixorr#Thought-Provoking Headcanon Meme#lordviridis
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So very, very in the wrong line of work. Which is why, in ficverse, he doesn't even make it all the way through the events of Agent chapter one. (His, ah, mistakes catch up to him between Nar Shaddaa/Tatooine and Alderaan.) That he makes it that long owes to a combination of inventiveness, clever report writing, and luck.
Though his potential as an agent, and other people's assumptions played a role as well.
Any questions about his psych profile when he was scouted in the orphanage were chalked up to his downplaying a desire for revenge and to take on the Republic. That he might be trying to seem more willing to do what's necessary never occurred to them, particularly when he otherwise seemed like such an ideal candidate.
His unapproved creativity in training was interpreted as showing off, and his instructors' efforts to correct that were mainly focused on addressing arrogance, not squeamishness.
Keeper recognized from his training record that Kyrian was a little naïve and a little...soft. And if things had played out differently, perhaps Keeper would have been right in thinking that the job itself would give him the hardness and cool pragmatism he needed to be a good agent. After all, there was nothing to suggest that Kyrian wasn't loyal to the Empire or to Intelligence, just that he hadn't quite come to terms with what was necessary to get the job done.
And Kyrian succeeded at all of his early assignments. Sure, he might have disregarded minor parts of his orders here and there, but nothing truly important to the missions.
Though, if Darth Jadus hadn't insisted on Kyrian's promotion to cipher agent (knowing that timing would mean that he'd be the one to investigate Jadus's "death"), coincidentally sending him on missions away from Keeper's watchful eye, Kyrian's career would likely have been much shorter.
On the smaller, more limited missions he should have had early in his career, more carefully overseen by Keeper and HQ, Kyrian wouldn't have been able to hide his decided lack of ruthless efficiency. At some point, Keeper would have sent him on a mission that required something he couldn't bring himself to do, and that would've been that. (Though, depending on exactly what happened, "that" might have been a transfer out of field work as opposed to an arrest for treason.)
As it was, the complaints that did drift back to HQ and Keeper were balanced out by Kyrian's success on Eagle related missions (far more important), and came from sources Keeper was somewhat skeptical of. (Of course Sith or overly ruthless Intelligence operatives would find fault with an agent who tended to use more subtle methods. The mismatch of styles alone could result in missions failing - a more systemic problem to address than one agent who was perhaps still a smidge too squeamish.)
But those complaints were there, and Kyrian was stacking up enough people who viewed him as questionable in some fashion (incompetent? treasonous?) that whatever mix of truth and fiction Dralick sent to Intelligence was only a matter of speeding up the inevitable.
Had Kyrian been just a little less clever, a little less successful, a little less lucky, or had seemed a little less ideal as an agent (if he could just be a little more pragmatic), his career would have been over far, far sooner. If possibly less painfully.
#lordviridis#Kyrian Nessar#who very much was in the wrong line of work#even if it hadn't been for the Empire
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✿- Does your muse like the nature in general? ❧- What is your muse’s favorite kind of food? and ✉- How often does your muse text? for Kryn
Nature: Most of the time, Kryn prefers to see nature from the comfort of a speeder or from a hotel room window, but she adores being outside during storms, and won’t complain too much about hiking and the like as long as it isn’t overly prolonged and she can indulge in some luxuries afterward.
Food: Kryn has the galaxy’s biggest sweet tooth, and her favorite sweets are cake and cookies.
Texting: Kryn is the type to text all. the. time. It’s never anything of import, it’s just random natterings, and she fires them off at her sisters, at her crew, at Marr. (He ignores the majority of them, no matter how many amusing animal pictures she sends him.)
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How about 5 headcanons/facts about Lak to complete the sibling set?
For those who don't know in @lordviridis au Lak is the adopted daughter of Darth Mortis and his wife Indran.
1.) She learned to play the piano after being adopted knowing something like that was required but she enjoys playing it on her own time.
2.) Lak is the youngest dueling champion in the Empire, won it at the tender age of 21.
3.) She is the patron of an orphanage on the mid-rim planet Leritor and where she adopted her youngest son and daughter
4.) Is a rabid Kaas City FC fan and goes to their games taking her two younger son's with her who enjoy it.
5.) Lak is the only one of her siblings to call Mortis 'papa' and get away with it.
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this was from the dialogue prompt list, but I cannot remember where I found this from, the line was “You don’t have to be alone.”
This was set before this snippet: it’s okay I couldn’t sleep anyways prompt.
otp: jedi knight (f!oc) x Tau Idair.
A/N: hearing impaired jedi knight protag, canon divergence, two Jedi in a secret romantic relationship, small mention of torture but nothing too detaily, Scarlett’s terrible writing style, hurt/comfort.
Tagging those interested: @lordviridis @gmkelz11 @sithy-tricks
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Jazz had forgotten the peace and quiet Tython was after being away for long. The Gnarls were safer than it was before the Flesh Raiders emerged to terrorise the innocent Padawans from out of nowhere, though the sith hybrid had decided it was a perfect opportunity to search for a serene spot to meditate far away from the Temple grounds undisturbed, while knowing the Flesh Raiders were long gone.
Jazz sat with her legs crossed, surrounded within the colourful flowers and ever-lasting greenery, listening to the river flowing through her hearing implants taking in the wind breeze through her face.
Although in the first few minutes she had tried to clear her mind from such thoughts, unsettled by pieces of memories that began to surface from recent events and exhaled a shaky breath. Jazz was reminded about the reason why she came to the Gnarls to be left alone–it was anything to get outside for a much needed fresh air, straying as far away from the Jedi Temple before receiving any unwanted attentions as people were starting to talk after a tensed exchange overheard between Tau and Jomar Chul.
Said talks were the topic of the Jedi Masters went missing in action and she was the only one to return in months. She does not blame Jomar for voicing his disapproval, she wished she had any answers on Leeha's whereabouts. A strange request, but she was under the impression they were close… if things had been different, she would have listened to the vision warnings. But Tol Braga dismissed the claims.
Unfortunately, the vision warning was true. Except the outcome led her became a prisoner to Darth Lachris rather than the Sith Emperor.
The sound of oncoming footsteps approaching from behind had alerted the sith hybrid from her sombre thoughts and interrupted her meditation, the Force pulled her towards the sense of familiarity as her body relaxed after sensing who it was without the need to pick up her lightsaber.
"There you are." Tau's voice reached out to her, "Been looking everywhere for you."
Tau took a seat on the ground next to the sith hybrid, "You nearly had me call out a search party."
The sith hybrid glanced at her friend for a brief moment, reassuring her with a weak smile, "Sorry to worry you."
“I was concerned for you. I was supposed to look out for you.” Tau told her.
“Well, don’t be.” Jazz murmured quietly.
Tau studied the sith hybrid with a worried look. She figured out quickly that Jazz hadn’t recovered from the ordeal being held captive by Darth Lachris after a ‘failed’ mission to capture Sith Emperor Tenebrae carried out under Tol Braga’s intentions.
The raid plan went wrong. How could they predict Tenebrae would overwhelm them into a shattering defeat? Jomar Chul had warned the fellow Jedi Knights of the outcome from his own disturbing vision. Except the vision had never explicitly told about the consequences they would face.
Task Force Nova coordinated with the SIS to expand their search for the remaining Jedi Masters last seen at the Emperor’s Fortress. The trail went cold and it had been a couple of weeks.
Tau hadn’t shown any interest to help out nor offered her assistance as she had normally done before, she was too preoccupied over her concerns for Jazz’s wellbeing. Gnost-Dural was surprisingly understanding and had advised Tau to remain with Jazz in the meanwhile.
She took that advice to heart and had never left Jazz’s side. The human genuinely cares for Jazz more than she realises… After some time, Tau began to question her feelings towards her friend in the last three years since they ended Darth Angral’s campaign.
“Are you ok?” Tau asked.
It had been a month or two since Jazz was rescued and brought back to Tython to undergo healing and recovery process from the subtained tortures.
Jazz heaved an uncertain sigh, finding it difficult to control her emotions much less to try relaxing, unable to utter a single word out of her lips. Confiding her feelings was much harder than she would’ve thought.
Tau sensed her moods through the bond with mixed reactions, noticing the sign of struggles from her own experience adjusting with her prosthetic arm, taking the time to heal. She reached her hand out to Jazz’s own, carefully giving a gentle squeeze, the Force wavering with shared emotions to offload at each other.
Tau appreciated that Jazz had let her in without the need for verbal communications. She wasn’t the one to sit silently, but she vowed to never let her friend out of her sights again.
“You don’t have to be alone.” Tau assured her, hoping her message was clear, “You’re safe with me now.”
Jazz didn’t need to say anything else to the conversation–too tired at this point, she held Tau’s hand with an aching need to be comforted. She wanted to scream or cry, but found that she could not–she exhausted all of her screams at the whims of Lachris’ torture who attempted to try turn her to the Dark Side.
Tau wrapped an arm around Jazz and pulled her close, she leaned in to bury her face into the tunic and began to sob quietly, barely acknowledging the soft kiss to her head.
#scarlett swtor writings#ch: tau idair#otp jazzeira x tau#snippet: hidden attachments#oc: jazzeira nevrakis
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