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keirangoldenwatch · 2 years
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Yavin 4 was a time.
Khide definitely needed a little help in wooing Lana, given his 0-1 track record with relationships. Lucky for him Seran also needed help with Theron--turns out that murder and mayhem works well for the pirate, less so for the SIS agent. But hey, it worked out for both of them in the end. Even if Tenku'lohi is was a bit concerned.
And see, Tenku'lohi? Nox can play nice during the truce! Only a few threats this time! :D
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lisboabeat · 5 years
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16.07.19 EUROPA  Pete Naz ✚ Diphill- Europa’s Xtra Day
17.07.19  EUROPA Freaky Fiction - Paranormal     
18.097.19                                                                                                                Bock Super Rock 2019
Super Bock Super Rock é um dos festivais de música mais famosos e mais amados de Portugal. Todos os verões, o Festival convida artístas de renome internacional a actuar, numa linha que também inclui consistentemente uma riqueza de talentos portugueses emocionantes.
Embora a música rock, indie e alternativa sugerida pelo nome do Festival ainda tenha destaque, os últimos anos viram o Festival diversificar ainda mais; com os gostos de Kendrick Lamar, Travis Scott e Future trazendo o estrelato do hip -hop para a capital portuguesa nas últimas edições.
Para a edição 2019 – o 25º aniversário para o favorito Português – o Festival dirige-se ao sul ao longo da costa até à sua antiga casa perto da praia de Meco, trocando o centro da capital por um cenário à beira-mar e um sabor costeiro de verão para este ano de referência.
18.07.19 FUSE RECORD                                                                                                       Fuse All Night: Open Air 
NOX GILVAIA RODDES
Este verão, os Fuse All Night brotam como cogumelos em toda a parte. É a febre Fuse, que se espalha pela costa, desta vez até ao Algarve.  O ECHO • Open Air • Tavira é o local em Tavira que servirá de palco para Nox, GILVAIA e Roddes, mas com um formato diferente. Pela primeira vez, o All Night tem lugar ao ar livre. Guest list já disponível no link abaixo                                                                                                                               
18.07.19  EUROPA  Amuse-Bouche at Europa by: Nugs On Board: André Costa + Manata
18.07.19  LUX FRÁGIL  Valsa de Viana: Rebekah x Ruuar
Sinopse Uma das novas, e mais requisitadas, estrelas da cena techno, vem pela primeira vez ao Lux. Estamos a falar de Rebekah, e não precisamos de dizer mais nada.
19.07.19  EUROPA  Tânia Pascoal ✚ Luis Leite // Europa’s Core
19.07.19 5A CLUB André Leiria
19.07.19 KREMLIN Huma-Noyd Deim On  Dub Tiger
Julho reserva-nos ainda a oportunidade de ver a actuação em formato live de Huma-Noyd, artista que ajudou a escrever a história da música electrónica nacional, a quem se juntam, Deim On e Dub Tiger.
19.07.19 LUX FRÁGIL Citizen Lux: Avalon Emerson x Oceanic x Inês Duarte
O Tempo que passamos juntos numa pista de dança conta.
Queremos ser guiados pelos melhores, os mais éticos, exigentes e rigorosos na arte de construir uma comunidade temporária, na arte de organizar e comandar um exército desarmado que dança e que obedece à música. Este ano o Lux Frágil escolheu alguns dos melhores, que também escolheram o Lux Frágil. O acordo é o seguinte: cada um deles fará, em 2019, duas noites connosco e essas serão as únicas noites em que passarão música em Lisboa.
Avalon Emerson é a nona Citizen Lux, e traz consigo Oceanic.
A todos vós, solicitamos que se dirijam à pista da disco para renovarem o visto de residência. Acabado de lançar “Yellow Cone” na editora holandesa du jour, Nous'klaer Audio ( do seu irmão DJ Oberman), Oceanic está nas bocas do mundo. O seu estilo de produção, marcadamente moderno, aplicado a inspirações eternas de Detroit e com brisa leve dos dias áureos de ibiza, acrescenta algo de novo à música electrónica que nos chega da Holanda.
É um dos DJs residentes do conceituado clube De School, em Amsterdão, onde fez escola a encadear música futurista e difícil de categorizar; electro glaciar, ambient pastoral, bass music etérea e techno mutante são todos nomes possíveis para alguns dos estilos que cruza com frequência nos seus sets, merecendo uma reputação como DJ desafiante, imprevisível e de espírito livre. Sabendo isso, é fácil perceber porque é um dos favoritos de Avalon Emerson (outro espírito livre), que o traz assim ao Lux após outras datas europeias de sua curadoria em que tocaram juntos.
Texto: Marco Rodrigues
20.07.19  REBELS Calleb Calloway  Rod  Paulo Moreno  DEXX  Paulo Trindade
O pôr-do-sol de 20 de Julho vai ser especial com a rara vinda a Portugal de Calleb Calloway, DJ e produtor porto-riquenho, escolhido por Loco Dice para opening act da sua tournée internacional e para residente na HYTE, festa regular no lendário Amnésia Ibiza. O percurso e a música de Caleb tornaram-no parte integrante da Desolat - a editora de Loco Dice - e também dos eventos que percorrem o mundo, como a tour Seran Benedecidos. Em Abril passado, Caleb estreou-se no festival Coachella juntando assim mais um marco importante à sua meteórica carreira.
A REBELS, fazendo jus ao seu carácter inovador e rebelde, traz a Portugal este talento emergente no panorama internacional cuja musicalidade é perfeita para um sunset, que deve ser acompanhado de melodias e ritmos que façam justiça à beleza do sol que se recolhe no horizonte. A acompanhar a estreia de Caleb num sunset em Portugal, demonstrando a música que identifica e distingue a REBELS, estarão Dub Tiger, Rod B, Paulo Moreno, Dexx e Paulo Trindade, os anfitriões musicais deste evento.
Porque o Verão se quer suave e tranquilo, os bilhetes são a valores leves. Há guestlist com entrada grátis até às 18h. Inscritos na guestlist que entrem após as 18h o bilhete tem um valor de 10€; Sem guestlist, o bilhete tem um valor de 15€ à porta.
Os bilhetes estão disponíveis na Xceed: https://xceed.me/list/plastik-galaxy/event/lisboa/73216
20.07.19  EUROPA Lolah (Au) - All Night Set - Saturday Night Life at Europa
facebook.com/listentololah soundcloud.com/lolahmusic facebook.com/clubeuropa
20.07.19  5A CLUB  Hélio (Pandilla Ltd)
20.07.19 LUX FRÁGIL  Miguel Torga live x Yen Sung
Miguel Torga apresenta-se ao vivo na nossa Disco. Yen sung acompanha-o.
20.07.19 KREMLIN Dub Tiger  Guidance Groovefella
Este sábado, 20, fica nas mãos a música de Dub Tiger, Guidance e Groovefella.
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changeoftimerpg · 7 years
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Consulta, ¿En qué mes estamos en el foro?
La fecha actual es equivalente a la actual, si bien no llevamos la misma linea de tiempo, por el momento es asi por que abra una trama de inicio de clases el 1 de septiembre por ende nos encontramos por los alrededores de la fecha. 
A partir de entonces se explicara en un post como seran los sistemas de clases y hogwarts (prefectos y jefes de casa) como también como se llevara el paso de los meses on-rol. 
-Change of Season-
Nox. 
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keirangoldenwatch · 2 years
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💚🖤💜
Alright, gonna do three different ones for each of these--based on the WHEEL OF OCs and also who it'd be funniest with. So...wheel said Miyti, Seran, and (brand new to the list!) Saari Nwûl! Let's go!
💚 Are you in love right now? With whom? (Be as specific or vague as you would like)
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"In love? Do not be ridiculous. It is against the Jedi code to have those sorts of attachments to anyone, and I will never go against my teachings."
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"Never."
🖤 What is your sexuality/orientation?
"Huh. I like men, I guess. Is attraction to hot, reckless idiots a sexuality?"
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"Or maybe 'Republic defectors'? Because I'm two for two on those."
💜 How do you show affection?
"I try to show Malavai that I care through small gestures. I assist him in his daily duties, make sure he is eating properly. And I suppose I tease him from time to time..."
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"Alright. I tease him quite a lot. But I know he's grown to like it. ❤"
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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Star Wars OC Week - Day For: Free Day
And that's how Theron met his future wife. Love at first sight there, folks! (Not really but I imagine this or something similar could have happened on Yavin 4 :D;;) He needs to work on his understanding of enhanced Sith hearing radiuses.
Tenku'lohi and Theron got along purely on the grounds of "exhausted spies putting up with Sith/Jedi/Force-related bullshit way out of their paygrade".
As for Tenku'lohi and Seran...
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Only mom is allowed to tease her baby Sith on her height. Anyone else? [Shock him]
Ashara is too good for Seran's team I swear...
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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World Building Wheneversday: Seran / Nox
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I was tagged by @swtorpadawan (but missed Wednesday on account of sleeping :D;; so it's wheneversday again). Enjoy!
B A S I C S
• Full name: Seran Lohi ("Lohi" is the clan name of her adopted mother, Tenku'lohi, so it's technically her surname--sort of) • Gender: Female • Sexuality: Heterosexual ((One of my very few "straight" characters hah)) • Pronouns: She/Her
O T H E R S
• Family: Mother and Father (Biological Parents, Presumed Dead) | Tenku'lohi (Adoptive Mother, Minimal Contact; Tenku'lohi met Seran when she was eight and Tenku'lohi was sixteen, and she promised to return and free Seran once she was an adult. Their respective positions in Imperial society makes spending time together more and more difficult and dangerous. But Seran still loves her.) | Vector Hyllus (Adoptive Father, Minimal Contact; something of a step-dad, and they haven't had as much time together due to the same stuff keeping her away from Tenku'lohi, but she loves her bug-dad just as much) | Aloysius Kallig (Great x??? Grandfather, Dead but Talkative; Seran has mixed feelings on her ancestor's ghost because on one hand he's the reason she has Force sensitivity, on the other his death may be the reason their bloodline fell into slavery at all. At least he's fun to talk to/bother when she's bored) • Birthplace: Dromund Kaas (as a slave) • Job: Former member of the Dark Council, head of the Sphere of Ancient Knowledge / Presently (as of KOTFE) Assassin for the Eternal Alliance • Phobias: Cleithrophobia - the fear of a lack of escape (Triggered by being intentionally locked up or placed in restraints) • Guilty pleasures: Beyond all the Sith related guilty pleasures? Seran is a hedonist. Expensive alcohol, weird and dangerous spice, random acts of gratuitous violence...there's a reason she and Jaesa get along.
M O R A L S
• Morality alignment?: Chaotic Evil. Although she has some methods to her madness, most of the awful things she does are spur-of-the-moment more than they are maliciously planned out. She fell out of Chaotic Neutral as time passed and she got more into her Sith heritage and started killing lots of people. Oopsie? • Sins: lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath; All of the above! Sith, hedonism, and general lack of giving-a-damn are all to blame, but at least she has fun doing it? And it isn't like she does anything (usually) out of anger. It's just because she can. • Virtues: chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice; The one thing that she has going for her is that she is kind to those she cares about. She makes threats at them in jest, yes, but she could never actually harm anyone she loves. It's her biggest weakspot as a Sith. (Unless they wrong her, first, in a way that she can't forgive...)
T H I S - O R - T H A T
• Introverted/extrovert; Surprisingly, with all her energy, Seran would prefer being around a few close friends (and enemies) to being out at a crowded cantina. She can enjoy a party now and then but it wears her out quickly--and a worn out Seran is a zappy Seran • Organized/disorganized; This woman is a walking tornado--if it isn't bolted down, it's going to end up strewn somewhere it's not supposed to be. Twovee had a lot of work to do on the ship (and she was very grateful for that!) but nowadays Lana has to bonk her on the head and reminder her to pick shit up • Close-minded/open-minded; Having not grown up with the Sith or Imperial rhetoric shoved down her throat (unlike some) she's not incredibly invested in it. She's never going to be a Jedi or anything but a Sith, but she's fine with people who are. And also with killing them when the mood strikes her. She's nothing if not contradictory. • Calm/anxious; But in a crazy, energetic sort of way--it's hard to make her seriously worried or upset, which is a good thing considering how she gets when she's upset... • Disagreeable/agreeable; Intentionally so. She finds it fun to argue for the sake of arguing or pissing people off. • Cautious/reckless; You have to ask??? • Patient/impatient; Unless she's keeping her brain busy somehow, she gets bored very, very easily and goes to find a better source of entertainment. Unfortunately the "brain busy" thing does extend to stalking a victim, so she's still a very good assassin • Outspoken/reserved; If you do something she doesn't like she will let you know. Loudly. And sometimes with lightning. • Leader/follower; Which...makes some things at the Alliance awkward. Unless she likes somebody, she won't follow their orders, let alone tolerate their existence. Acina was a prime example. • Empathetic/unempathetic; A little weird for a Sith, yeah, but this is one of the few things her mother managed to get into her head before she went to Korriban. It isn't always enough to get her to not kill people (in fact it rarely is) but she's never going to capture or enslave another living being--she always lets them go free, even at a detriment to herself or the Empire • Optimistic/pessimistic; She's a very cheerful murderous Sith! Yes it can be creepy. Yes she intentionally plays it up because of that. • Traditional/modern; HARD modernist. Kark all these Imperial laws, kark the slavery and xenophobia--she's going to change all of this when she's in change. And yes, "when". • Hard-working/lazy; The one thing keeping her from going all out Sith politics and killing her way to the top. If she doesn't enjoy what she's doing, or isn't invested or otherwise entertained, then she doesn't want to do it. Thankfully this involves the mountains of work she knows she'll have to once she's Empress, so she's fine waiting a while to actually pursue that goal
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
• otp: Theron Shan. Yes, at first she was flirting with him because she wanted to "corrupt" the Grand Master's son, but the two of them actually fell in love along the way--which she wasn't ready for in the least. She doesn't think of him any less for being Forceless (why would she? Neither is her mom, or several of her close friends) and loves his terrible terrible sense of humor. He's the only thing that keeps her from doing her more reckless, life-threatening shit. Unfortunately he also gets her into some pretty reckless, life-threatening shit. So it balances itself out. • ot3: Theron Shan and Andronikos Revel. She and Revel were (and are to some extent still [fuck you SWTOR let me have my space polyamory]) together when she first met Theron, and she loves them both a ton. • brotp: Jaesa Willsaam. Seran met her through Xisath (because of the whole "catch and corrupt the Padawan" thing) and once she had fallen, the two became peas in a pod. They agree on nearly everything. The only thing Seran can't stand is watching her and Xisath flirt. That freaks even Seran out. Which is saying a LOT. • notp: Xisath, for the aforementioned horrifying flirting, and Talos Drellik--because as sweet as he is she kind of made him a second dad (after Vector) when he joined the crew. Yes, he's younger than Andronikos. No, she doesn't care about that.
I'm going to throw them for a loop and tag @doctortentacles. Make one for one of your lads, I dare you! >:D
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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Star Wars OC Week - Day One: Happiness
Just some pet shopping for a fledgling Imperial Intelligence Agent and her newly adopted, future Dark Lord daughter.
These sort of moments died out once Tenku'lohi started doing solo missions and Seran was sent to Korriban, so what memories they do have of them are precious. And Seran kept her love of all things small and slimy and weird even as a Sith.
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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physical affection prompts! - Seran - 22. kissing someone’s cuts/bruises/scratches
Between this and "From the Moment I (Really) Saw You" y'all are going to think Seran knew shit about medicine/healing. And she absolutely did not.
Onward! ---
The clinical white lights of the Fury's medbay were, at the very least, easier to see in than the decorative red that bathed the rest of the ship. Sure it made everyone look even paler than usual (which was saying something, for a Rattataki) but apparently Imperial engineers had yet to discover "soft lighting", so you took what you had.
Seran sat on the desk, her legs dangling and kicking back and forth as she watched the other two in the medbay with tired, muted orange eyes. On the actual cot Xisath was seated with his usual dark cape removed and shirt half-off, leaving one of his crimson colored shoulders and arms bare. Malavai Quinn was careful as he tended to the injuries he'd accrued down on Taris. Usually nobody on their "team" gave a damn if they got scraped up and bloodied--hell, that was part of the fun!
But given the literal plague on Taris' surface, they were better safe than sorry.
She'd already been kolto'd and bandaged up herself. Xisath still had a couple cuts and scrapes on his face, and a particularly bad gash on his arm that was being stitched up.
"How did I get hurt less in this," Seran said, gesturing to the soft, skin-tight one-piece she wore beneath her thick purple cloak, "Than you did in all your shiny armor. I mean really. They taught you how to dodge on Korriban, right? Cause they definitely taught me how to. I just choose to ignore it."
Xisath let out a low sigh that teetered into a growl. "Do not bait me, Lord Kallig. That Vesh woman has been irritating enough without your assistance."
"I don't know. I kinda like her." Seran's grin grew wider with the narrowing of Xisath's eyes. "Oh, I don't mean I don't want to stab her every time she talks, I just want to see her fail some more. For entertainment value. Then we can stab her."
"That would be a waste. Even if sh--" Xisath turned his head slightly towards Seran and instantly stopped, hissing between his sharp teeth as he accidentally moved his arm, pulling at the unfinished stitching in a bad way.
"My lord!" Quinn winced and placed the hand empty of a needle against Xisath's bicep. "Please, I need you to remain still. Since you're forgoing time in the kolto tank for the sake of the mission, I..."
"Just hurry it up, Captain," Xisath snapped, more out of impatience than anger.
Seran's face squinched up in sympathy. She'd gotten a pretty bad chemical burn on her leg, but unlike Xisath she could heal herself through the Force (and a few unwilling participants, but were those Republic soldiers really using their life's energy in a smart way? No? Then she wouldn't feel guilty). Unfortunately, healing herself was easier than healing others. She had no idea where to even start with that.
Well, she had some idea, but nothing concrete. She was more of the stabby-shocky sort of Sith than pure sorcery. But the two couldn't be that different, right?
With a small push on her palms Seran dropped down from the desk and crossed the small amount of space between herself and the cot. Xisath was distracted enough watching Quinn stitch that he didn't look at her immediately. All over his blood red skin were patches of darker bits where scrapes and scratches had brought his blood to the the surface. Seran always wondered if Sith Pureblood skin was harder than normal skin--it certainly shone like a shell in the right lighting--but it didn't look like it.
Seran tilted her head, considered something, and without thinking of if it was a smart thing to do she leaned in and placed a small kiss on one of the scrapes on Xisath's forehead.
Immediately Xisath retracted from Seran, his attention snapping to her with a look of utter bemusement. Quinn, too, was staring at her with a blank look of confusion.
"What are...are you trying to drink my blood?" Xisath asked, dead serious.
Seran couldn't help it--with a sharp snort she burst into a fit of laughter so strong she had to lean against the cot, holding herself by her waist. Neither Xisath or Quinn's faces changed an inch. "Oh. My. Fucking. Stars. No! I was--pfffffft!" She tried talking and failed and had to catch her breath to start again. "Uuugh, how can you be so smart and still be so stupid. I was kissing you to make you feel better!" Again, no change in facial muscles. Seran's grin weakened. "Kark me, what kind of life did you have where nobody ever kissed your 'owies' as a kid?"
Xisath's brow ridges furrowed. "Is this a...slave thing?"
It was Seran's turn to stare straight through Xisath for a few seconds. Quinn broke the tension with a small cough. "I know what it is, Lord Kallig," Quinn admitted, a little nervously. Seran swore there was a faint pinkness over his ears that hadn't been there before. The white lighting made it hard to tell. "But I have not seen anyone...perform such an act as a grown adult to another grown adult. It is a behavior usually reserved for small children, isn't it?"
"I mean, I guess. I was also kind of trying to Force heal with it, but," Seran shrugged her shoulders, "That didn't work at all. Guess I can only reverse-heal people through touch. Sorry, Xi."
"...you couldn't have just used your hands?" Xisath still looked more than a little confused by all of this, but he straightened himself up again.
"I shoot lightning out of my hands. Are you sure you want me to try to do anything else Force related with them? I mean, if you need a shock to jump-start your heart, maybe, but for scrapes..."
"Just," Xisath cut her off mid-sentence, closing his eyes as he brought his available hand up to pinch the bridge of his nose, "Nevermind. Do not do that again."
Seran squinted at him before, with another small snicker, she started out of the med bay altogether. "Fiiiine, have fun with your stiches, I'm gonna bother Khem-Zash."
She hadn't known that Sith Purebloods even blushed, but apparently they could.
Neat.
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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Wherein Darth Nox (Seran) and the Emperor's Wrath (Xisath) are definitely not friends, and he definitely doesn't like her and appreciate her, and she didn't miss him that much when he got frozen in carbonite. No, really.
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Seran hummed in amusement as the sergeant squirmed under their combined gaze. In her peripheral, she saw Xisath's hand landing on the hilt of his saber, but not yet taking it from his belt. She lifted her own hand to lightly poke him on the elbow. "Heeey, you don't have to. I can kill one uppity dirt general myself."
"Don't mistake my intentions," Xisath stated, completely calm--almost serene--in tone. "He is doubting my choice in allies. Therefore, he is doubting me."
She snickered at that, retracting her touch. "Aw, so you're not leaping to defend my honor? Some friend you are."
"We are not friends." He narrowed his eyes, glaring down at her.
"Isn't 'ally' a synonym for 'friend'?"
"No."
Sith friendship. o( ̄▽ ̄)d
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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Behold: Seren Witt and Theron Ruinseeker as Seran (Darth Nox) and Theron Shan, and vice versa. This is one of those thoughts that would not leave my brain.
Not all crossovers are made equal in their amount of silliness. The exalts look cool and Nox is fine but poor Theron Shan...
🐸
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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So I did art for every other day this week, but for the last day, ANGST, I'm going with writing instead! Let me give a snippet and summary here, and if you like what you see, the rest is in the link above. Enjoy!
Summary: While spying on Zakuul with a fledgling Alliance, Nox senses a familiar presence in the Force--one that went missing years ago. Unfortunately, it isn't alone.
Alternatively: Valkorion underestimates the strength of the Force Walker, and accidentally gives his host a chance to call for help.
Seran sighed and placed the cup of caf she had been holding onto the low table that was in front of the couch she was sitting on.  Her darling Ginx let out a trilling snore as it dozed on.  If the Force was going to tell her that today was a good day to stay home, then it should hurry up and get to getting on with whatever she was staying home for.    She didn’t like waiting for so long.
At that moment--as things were apt to do, of course--her holoterminal began to beep from the bedroom.  Seran waved a hand and caught onto a ribbon of Force energy, wrapping it carefully around the electronic device, and pulling it into her hand rather than standing up to fetch it from her bedside table.  She set it on the arm of the couch and pressed the button to answer.
“Line secure?” A familiar female voice said over the holo’s speakers, though her image was obscured for a moment.  Care was taken in communicating on and off of Zakuul, of course.
“That’s not the passphrase, Ashara,” Seran scolded lightly, smiling fondly even at her apprentice’s slip up, “I know you know that.  Come on now.”
“But you made it so embarrassing to repeat!”  Ashara protested, the pitch of her voice increasing.  After a moment of no doubt intense internal frustration, she grumbled out, “Loth-kitten to mama Loth-cat.  Are you there...m-meow, meow?”
Seran’s grin tripped in size, delighted at Ashara’s discomfort.  She could tease the serious little not-Jedi until the end of her life--and probably well into the next, too, given she planned on haunting those she knew once she inevitably became a spirit.  “Meow meow, little Loth-kitten!  I missed you,” Seran snickered, “You should call more often!  Theron didn’t set up this line for just business calls, you know.”
“Maybe if he had picked the passphrase instead...”  Ashara mumbled again, and her image appeared on the holoterminal as she dropped the protective program that hid her from view.  The once young and naive Togruta girl that Seran had dragged into her madness all those years ago had grown up.  The influence of the dark side--and the stress of working with Darth Nox, naturally--had gotten rid of some of the fullness of her face and given her eyes the faintest of golden glows.  She was still very naive, and a little thick headed in Seran’s opinion, but she was without a doubt a grown woman now.
Then again, Ashara had always been three years Seran’s senior, regardless of their status as master and apprentice.  When that reveal had come out the look on Ashara’s face had been priceless.
Oh well.  Experience and skill made up for their difference in age.
“To what do I owe the pleasure of your embarrassment, Ash?”  Seran hummed, leaning an elbow onto the arm of the couch so she could lounge and respond at the same time; like a very skinny, pale, boney Hutt.
Ashara coughed once into her hand to gather her composure, then launched into a report on the happenings on Drohumnd Kaas in the absence of Darth Nox.  A second-hand account--as Ashara was getting information from one of their agents, whom Seran didn’t trust to know this line--but still better than nothing.  It was important that they be keeping an eye on Acina.  The Empress had already proved to be more dangerous than Seran had anticipated her to be, and she wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice.  She only had one other arm to lose, after all.  Next time she might lose her head.
Was this why she’d been compelled to stay behind, though?  Seran tried to look like she was listening, but her mind was wandering away.  If it was just Ashara thinking of her that triggered that strange feeling, then Seran would have been more used to that by now.  Almost a decade of working with Ashara meant the two were very well aware of each other’s presence in the Force.  So, no, that feeling couldn’t have just been her connection to her apprentice.
“--and I have received more news of Malavai Quinn’s location,” Ashara continued on strong, though Seran was only half paying attention, “Empress Acina has pardoned him, and has taken him on as an advisor. Unfortunately, I don’t think he’ll be willing to work with us.  The last agent we sent to speak with him didn’t come back.”
Seran’s lips pursed together into a small pout.  “That doesn’t sound like Quincey.  I know he hasn’t given up.  Maybe it was Acina...we could always kidnap him?”  She considered it briefly.  “Well, have them keep an eye on him.  If he gets too--”
--haah?
Seran drew in a sharp breath and her entire body shuddered, like she’d been suddenly doused in ice water.  The feeling that pulsed through her at that moment wasn’t too far from that comparison.  Cold, strong, and now that it had returned to her she realized that she knew it.  She knew it, and it was definitely not a welcome feeling.
The last time she had felt this presence was three years ago, standing on the bridge of a ship overlooking wild space--though that instance had nothing on the time before then, standing on a station floating over the planet Ziost as all the life was snuffed out on the surface below.
The Emperor.  He was here.  And she could feel him.
Seran jerked her body up from the couch and to her feet, her head swiveling around the living room of the Zakuulian apartment.  Ashara’s voice called out from the holoterminal--concerned, surprised, and rich with fear--but Seran didn’t answer her as she stepped out of range of the holoterminal and into the center of the room.  Her red eyes were narrowed, hardened and filled with hatred, as she extended herself past her body into the ribbons of Force around her.  She wove them carefully through the air like an extension of her hands, her eyes, her senses.  She knew he was here.  She just couldn’t see him.
Over her shoulder, a ribbon caught on something.  No, some one .
Seran turned sharply toward the presence in the apartment, and the sparks that had begun to fray off of her fingers suddenly fizzled out.
The figure in the Force was barely an outline.  She had literally seen ghosts with more to them, physically, than the person that was standing before her.  They were little more than a whisper in the Force, a shadow of a shadow, and their essence was steeped in the cold, wretched feeling of the Emperor.  But it wasn’t Vitiate that she was seeing standing in front of her.  She could feel their presence through the cold, weak as it was.  One she hadn’t felt in three years.  Not since Marr’s flagship was destroyed.
But it couldn’t be, could it?
“Praetor...?”  Seran breathed his name, a question and a hope in a single word.
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keirangoldenwatch · 2 years
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Boring long day at work, so have a meme for mine and @doctortentacles' SWTOR toons. (The yellow dots are mine the green theirs.) Because why not.
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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Next chapter for this painful little piece is up!  Woooo...
Darth Praetor and Lana escape the train, and recover what they can of Nox.  They make it to the shuttle where the questions--and accusations--start.
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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UNLIMITED POWA--ahem. Sorry. Obvious joke was obvious. xD;;
Wanted to get a full-body of Seran in her KOTFE get-up, cause it was bouncing around in my brain. She wasn't the commander in her "canon" run (that would be Xisath, poor sod) but she was still around, trolling the kark out of him, and helping to zap anyone in their way to the throne.
In that story her legs get wrecked in the destruction of Marr's ship, and she gets cybernetic leggies. It doesn't do much to impede her brand of "differently rational".
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keirangoldenwatch · 3 years
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Doesn’t matter what universe she’s in Seren Seran loves bugs.  So of course she loves her step-mom’s boyfriend/future husband.  He’s a literal bug man!
Tenku’lohi is the whole reason Seran got into the Sith Academy in the first place.  It took a little bribery and a lot of Imperial Intelligence bullshit to save the slave who killed her master with Force lightning, but can we say it wasn’t worth it?
Probably not, cause Seran is pure Dark Side, but...it’s fine.  She’s still very friendly!  She just also likes to zap people until they die.
don’t ask me how the light side agent brought up a dark side inquisitor
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keirangoldenwatch · 2 years
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I had so, so much more art this year than I did in 2020, so it was harder for me to pick the ones I wanted to put here--but I think I'm happy with all of them. All but one of these are on tumblr (that being the November one) so here are their links!
January/February: Veronica Berry March: First Sketch of Rezhek and Tivvea April: Tenku'lohi Origin Comic May: Surprisingly Good Judge of Character (Sorta Title Art) June: Tenku'lohi and Vaylin Comic July: Crossover Nonsense August: Seren Witt Post-Timeskip September August II (I didn't do anything in September, so I just filled the spot with this cause fuck it): Seren Wedding Gown October: Star Wars OC Week - Day Six: Life November: Seren's Birthday Art (I'll upload it here eventually xD;;) December: Exalted Secret Santa - Grave Goods Gardner Some of their upload dates are in the wrong month, but I went by when I finished them, not uploaded them. xD;; Happy New Year to everyone! If you want to do this, too, you can find the blank (not made by me) on deviantArt here!
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