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Now that I have some more free time each day I am going to be bringing Gabriella off of haitus! Over the next couple of days I am going to be completely gutting and re writing Gabriella ' s info so keep a look out and maybe give it a re read for any oldies that may wish to roleplay with me again.
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College.
Send ‘College’ and I’ll generate a number 1-57 and create a college-verse starter.
10.We’re the only two people in this club. What is this club even for?
Raising his head from his stacks of papers that he had begun to organize. Everyone else decided to drop this club before summer break,except her. Leaving the member count left to two. Pursing his lips he then inquired on why she insisted to stay. What was the point?
“ Why are you still here?”
She had her arms crossed in front of her, her notepad situated beside her, along with a meticulously organised row of pens, colours ranging in alphabetical order of their namesake. She was obsessive in how she presented her self, quitting would bring a negative impact on her personal image, even though the only person to impress was her own self conscience. She looked straight ahead at the man sat before her, her eyebrow quirking up at his question.
“Probably the same reason you are still here.”
Admittedly they were the only two people left in the debates club, which would certainly make debating become a lot less diverse when continually between two people.
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Sorry about my lack of being on the past week. Work got really hectic and I had to travel away for work as well. It will be another week before I am back (next Friday) as I am going away on holiday. See you all then!
Survival Starters
“It’s getting dark, we have to find shelter.” “If we don’t soon find food we’re going to starve to death, even before we get a chance to freeze.” “You collect branches and I’ll try to hunt for some food…” “Whatever you do, don’t lose your way back here.” “Let me look at that. Fuck, that looks painful… we need to find something against the infection.” “I need to clean the wound. I’m sorry I don’t have anything to numb the pain. Bite down on something, that should help a bit.” “I can’t feel my feet.” “I’ve never been this cold in my life… We can’t survive this, can we?” “It’s been three days since we last saw land… and we’re running low on food.” “Stop screaming! No one can hear us, you’re just wearing yourself out like this!” “I don’t know if this is edible, but it’s the only thing I could find.” “I’m in too much pain. I can’t make it, I’m just holding you back. You need to let me go.” “If you can’t keep walking, I’m going to have to leave you behind… you know that.” “What if nobody ever finds us here.” “I guess we’re lucky the ship sunk close to shore, but why the fuck does it need to be a desert island?!” “Of all people to get stuck on an island with… Why did it have to be you?” “There should be a river nearby we can wash in.” “I can barely remember what food used to taste like…” “Are you alright? You passed out before. We need to find you something to eat.” “We need to find shelter. We can continue in the morning when it’s light again.” “Tell me you have the faintest idea which plants are edible.” “Just keep talking to me, you’ll be okay. Let me treat your wound.” “How long have you been sitting here?! Do you WANT to get a heatstroke?” “What do you miss the most?” “It can take months for a ship to sail by and even then it’s unlikely they’ll notice us.” “I’m going insane. There’s water. Water everywhere. I can’t fucking do this anymore.” “You need to stay in the shade, you’re already sunburned as it is.” “What was that noise…?” “Can we please stop arguing? We need to work together if we want to survive.” “We are the only two people on this entire island, why are we fighting?!” “We’re the only ones who made it ashore… My name’s [NAME]. Nice to meet you…” “Any idea how to make a fire?” “I wish I’d died in that shipwreck… This is torture.” “On the bright side, at least we’re not alone.” “Whatever you do… don’t think about pizza.” “How long do you reckon we can survive for? A couple of days? Weeks? Months?” “I miss my home. I’m starting to forget what it felt like to sleep in a bed.” “I hope someone thought about my dog/cat…” “What are we going to do when one of us dies…?” “Don’t eat any of that food. I’m going to be sick… I don’t think it’s edible!”
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He could only laugh as she emerged in his shirt, smooth, milky legs emerging from underneath. He kept up with the two pans he had simmering before him, making sure the eggs where on the right side at the right time and being sure that each sausage had enough contact with the peppers and time to cook thoroughly. He stepped to the side, checking up as the coffee he had brewing. Then he opened the door to the cooler and pulled out two cartons of juices, setting them on the counter in front of Gabriella, a hand reaching out to pinch her chin affectionately before he dipped back to the stove, continuing to work the food.
“And here I thought you had to be out of here early,” he teased, cutting off a bit of sausage and setting it to the side to cool as he reached to the side and pulled up two plates. He then took a moment to empty as much grease out of the sausage pan as he could before popping the piece he’d set aside into his mouth, chewing appreciatively.
She stayed stood in the doorway, eyes never leaving the man as he multi tasked with the pans of food and getting drinks ready. With one leg crossed over the other, she continued to watch him, staying silent. She did not even know what to say. She could not help but wonder if he treated all the women like this, he had seemingly had a reputation with the women. Yet here she was acting like a school girl as he pinched her chin lightly a mid his prancing around the kitchen with making breakfast. She looked down shyly, the smile lingering on her lips at the soft touch.
“I can work away from my desk, it is no worry.” She responded, mumbling. She felt herself getting in to deep with this man, while her brain was telling her to run away, to not look back and just keep running her heart was telling her to stay, that she would never be treated like this by anyone else. The First Order did not produce soft touches. She walked further into the kitchen, pulling out a chair at the table and sitting down in anticipation. “So, have you been a smuggler all you life?” While she had been taking bribes to let him pass for a few years, she did not actually know much about his life at all, she assumed it was vice versa as well, hoped.
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“-Have you come upon any messages from the Resistance?”
The general walked into the room and went right at the young commander’s station. Hux’s face was set with irritation at the predetermined fact that the woman would have nothing for him to report. His arms were behind his back, fingers clenched into fists. Yet he kept his calm and directive tone.
When she heard the approach of another, her senses keen to detect who it was before she was faced with them. This person was an easy one to guess as the Generals footsteps were extremely distinguishable from all other officers. She spun her chair around from her desk to face the man, subtly taking in his appearance and possible cause for approach. “ I have not, unfortunately. They seem to be keeping very quiet.” She answered. She had anticipated this happening since the fall of Starkiller, always going further with her work where possible. “However, there suppliers seem much more avid talkers. I have some information from them regarding the Resistance.”
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{★} Lily took a while to adjust back to normal from the images the files had showed her. who in their right mind would think this was ok?! Sure the women was immortal but that’s how this species was! That’s what she learned from the legends anyway. This went against everything nature wanted. Turning she looked at the down cast gaze of the girl. “How old are you?” she questioned moving over and changing a few of the binds. Making sure they were tight, but that they were also comfortable.
She moved lightly her fingers kind against her skin as she looked for a vein. It was easy enough. “This will pinch… 1…2….3….”on three she inserted it and took three vials of blood to do testing. Of all the experiments and tests they had done on her the idiots for got to look at a few key things. Her blood and cell counts. Her white blood cells. Lily had a a small theory about them but she needed to confirm. “Im sorry about all of this.. but i know my apology wont do much for you… you’ve been here for months… and worked for them for years… decades even….” Lily shifted “Ive only been here for a month.” her expression darkened at this, she wasn’t even supposed to be here yet here she was. a captured mouse on a ship of rats.
She moved to the side and started placing the blood into some machines that would test it before moving and grabbing a towel and placing it under her neck and head to help support her and possibly give the women some more comfort. Lily was only going to be here a week. that’s what they said. then they were going to haul her back to her lab / jail cell.
The young woman was clearly unused to the gore and violence that the First Order inflicted on multiple beings, she wondered where they had dragged her from, even the medics had seen troopers blown in half in their presence. Although not many had seen a person’s organs pulled out in lines, with photographic evidence, while the other was wide awake, fully conscious, and that was some of the lighter stuff that had been inflicted on the girl. The other had seemingly calmed, Gabriella had not even noticed, not paying attention, distracting herself with trails of thought. She raised her head at the other, eyes wide and staring at her. “I… I lost count.” She answered, not in a lying tone, in one of general bewilderment. “It is billions of years now.” She added. No one had ever asked her her age, no one seemingly cared that she was the same age as the universe.
The other was nearer, syringe in hand, but what she did next was surprising to her. She loosened her restraints, not by much, but it made it slightly more comfortable. The First Order, or more so General Hux, had ensured that iron be used for her restraints, it was extremely expensive in the galaxy, but he had found out it was the only thing that would keep her bound, render her powers useless. It had also left her wrists red raw, burning her skin slowly. The other was being gentle, almost as if she was her practitioner, her doctor, not someone meant to get results by any means necessary. “It is okay, It’s not your fault.” She said with a sigh, unaware as to whether the other was deliberately making her feel guilt at her own prospect. “Trust me, once they tire of you they spit you out. They have no interest in anyone.” She spoke warningly, she had seen many officers just rid of, dumped, tortured and killed. Chances are this girl who had only been with the Order for a month would get the same fate if she was not careful.
It seemed so odd to her that they had sent someone who had only been within the First Order for a month to attempt the puzzle which was her. “So are they desperate then? Sending someone who has not even been here that long.” She was inquisitive yes, if this was their last hope then maybe she would be let go, dumped somewhere, or at least not tortured on a daily basis with scientific testing.
He couldn’t. “It’s… well… fun to say, at least? Yeah, I’ll go with that. You’re not alone in that thought. Rising in the ranks is definitely something I can get behind. I’d rather not be a specialist forever… but what’s above yours?”
“General.” She muttered her response, within the First Order there were very few generals, it was almost treasonous to declare you wished to be one. “What do you want to move up to? My apologies but I am not very aware with the hierarchy of Stormtroopers.”
He stood silently for a moment. He didn’t much care to be touched, or talked back to for that matter, but they needed her, so he had to let it slide. “I hope you’re right about that.” He stated over his shoulder. He had decided that he had had quite enough of his mask he opened it and took it off, carrying it in his hand. He stood by the mirrior, looking into his own eyes, feeling the same amount of despair he usually felt once he realized that there was not nearly as much darkness there as he would have liked.
Not really knowing his master’s true motivation, or the previous connection between her and snoke, he was unsure of how to answer the woman’s questions. He most just looked at her, blank expression on his face as he usually did. “I don;t know where else to start.” He said finally. “Shes convinced that her family is coming back and that she would miss them if they were to return and her not be there.” He told her. “I can get a better feeling for where she has gone from there. The closer I am to her, the more I’ll be able to feel it.”
And therein lies the problem. He was OBSESSED with Rey. To what end, he didn’t know, and he needed to find out. He refused to share this information with anyone, even this woman here that has been nothing but kind to him. Sarcastic, yes, but not unkind.
“The sooner I locate her, the better.” He said, placing the helmet back on his head.
The next thing he knew, they were on Jukku. He stared at her, “You…How did you do that?”
She did not have the effort to inform the other of how she managed to do things, like transpose them to a different planet, the only answer would be simply telling him what she was, that was something she was not going to do, for now she still had the upper hand. With a shrug of her shoulders, she gave her simplified, non informative answer. “I just can, I can do lots of things.” She was certain her answer would cause some anger and frustration within her companion, his instability earlier with her sarcasm gave her that answer.
Sometimes she hated the empathetic abilities she had, the gentlemen oozing despair as he loomed, what his despair was over, whether it was his father of this girl, she did not know, nor would she ask. The risk was not worth it, she was already in to deep. “So, can you feel her here?” She questioned, just wanting to get moving, to finish off this mission and get away from the other before he probed her to find out who she was, she knew she would not be immune to his powers, that was not a perk of being an angel. “Or do I need to make a human sacrifice to find her?” She added to the end of her question, the sarcastic tone seeping through every word, even though the statement itself could be achieved, she could perform a ritual, she never liked doing them though.
The sun beating down on them was certainly a noticable difference compared with the cold, dank, place they had been held up previously. she watched him, his helmet back on, an aura of terrorizing presence lurked around him, a stark contrast to her, dressed in her First Order uniform, a black dress with an armband, blazoned with the logo. She did not look threatening, but then women hardly ever did, especially not to men.
Office Escape ~closed~
The General sputtered at her accusation, his face going red with his anger.
“Excuse me?? Do you know who the Hell I am? How dare you speak to me like this? Do you think I am some stupid cadet, Commander? Hm? Do you think I want fucking rumors going around my ship about some stupid force user? Who the Hell do you think you are?” Gods he was seeing red. She had the balls to insult and try to punch him, now she was accusing him?
It was almost like she needed to be taught a lesson in the teachings of respect.
“Commander, you will learn very quickly that I am a man of honor and I do not put myself down with gossipers.” He stalked up to her like a shark with blood in the water, eyes blazing and bright as he harshly grabs her wrist. She is against the desk before he lets her have the chance to move. Hand behind her back, Hux leans in to hiss lowly, nearly snarling.
“Do you think me a mere petty human? You really think the General of the First Fucking Order would spread rumors around? How dare you? Have my commanders all gone stupid?!” He’s gone. The level of coming back to be civil is passed and he is on his way to wanting to kill the poor woman. Teeth clenched, Hux shoves her harder into his desk.
“If you behave like some stupid cadet, I will treat you like one, General.”She bit out through gritted teeth. Her eyes staring hard into the other man who seemed to be physically turning red with his anger, “Who the hell do I think I am? Well not some stupid force sensitive as you put it. I am a commander, trying to behave as one.” She spat, her fury at the other not diminishing in the slightest. “ Which is difficult when people like you decide to behave as teenagers.” The last remark added with such malice towards the man.
Her fists curling up in balls the more he spoke, her reflexes held back, sharp, to wait for the opportune time to throw another blow, this one would hit him, she was determined of that. “That is what they all say.” yes, that punch needed to happen now, she needed to feel the relief of hitting the other as he tried to pull the whole honour bullshit on her, his stupid excuses coming up again and again. She let out an angered sigh, her eyes narrow at the man as she began to raise her arm. Frustration, she was stopped, his hands grabbing her wrists forcefully, if she could bruise there would be marks. Her hair loosening in her ponytail at the force of being slammed down on the desk, falling around her face messily. His mouth at he eyes, hissing words into them.
“ You are a mere human.” She retorted, If this was to be a fight to the death, there would only be one victor and that victor would not be the general. He had shoved her harder into the desk, the edge of it digging into her rib cage, constricting her chest, subley she moved one of her legs to between his, keeping all her weight on the other. “Only as stupid as the Generals” She spoke snidely at him, a smirk spreading across her lips as she turned her head to look over her shoulder at the general. With enough of a distracting at her words she twisted her free leg, flicking it behind his knee to send the other tumbling to the ground.
Office Escape ~closed~
@angelic-order asked ‘rough touch’ for a thing 1: Your muse throws a punch at mine. ~~~
Hux didn’t imagine she would dare try and strike him. Had he angered her so much she just snapped? He had just called her into his office to ask her a few questions. Granted they were a BIT personal. But rumors around the ship needed to be put down. Hux didn’t tolerate gossip when it concerned him.
The punch came out of no where. It nearly hit him square in the jaw. Thank the Force for good reflexes. He had caught her small fist in his own gloved hand, then twisted her arm behind her and shoved her away.
“What the bloody hell?! What t-the fuck was that?!” Hux normally didn’t lower himself to corse language but he was too mad and shocked to bother with a filter.
Granted, rumours followed Gabriella around like the plague. However this time it was different, they were different. The gossip around her was usually due to suspecting her to be force sensitive, which she was not, but this time they were about her role within the First Order, how she obtained her promotion those few years ago. She was seething with rage when she first heard them, then to be called into the office of the man who was also a part of the rumour, and as Gabriella suspected, the start of them as well.
He had had the audacity to ask such personal questions of her, firing them off like bullets, her anger felt like it was bubbling over when finally her right arm swung around, fast, and aimed directly at the others face. Curse the man with sharp reflexes for catching what would have been such a satisfying blow to the face. The leather glove scratching against her skin as he grabbed her hand and twisted it behind her. A scowl was shot over her shoulder at the other, a look aimed to permeate what outer shell he had as defense. “Maybe I should ask you the same, you can not just ask such personal questions like you have and expect me to grace them with some sort of answer” She scorned through gritted teeth, eyes narrowing further at the man. “ Especially after you spread those rumours.” She added. The turmoil obviously still there.
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He stood, silent for a moment, trying not to get to angry about the mildest things. But how could he not? He knew what the price was for failing his master. He wasn’t going to allow it. He sighed, “My master is interested as to what you have inside you that is extra, yes.” he replied. There was really no point in lying. In deflecting. It was obvious. And he was already tired of being challenged.
He sighed in annoyance, “Everything always hits a nerve. I’m sure as the guards will tell you.” he replied. He rose his light saber ignited it, taking out his rage on some objects nearby, rather then out on her. Something was telling him that he had little chance against this creature and began to worry about his interest in her. If he were to take her, what was to become of him. He growled, scaring away a tiny black driod as it came in. “Part of being powerful on the dark side is always being angry.” he quipped, putting his saber away again.
“She seemed to be heading back toward jakku. We can start there.”
Before, when Starkiller still existed, she had never met the Supreme Leader face to face, merely through his hologram form. He was never there in person and she went undetected. The planets destruction caused them to meet in the flesh, she knew that moment would bring her down, get her caught. She swallowed, looking at the other emotionless. The tiniest flicker of her eyes casting downwards, the twinge of sadness as she could fee her freedom fading away with the discovery of who she was. “I have been hidden for a reason.” She uttered quietly, more of a mumble than being meant to be heard.
She was calmed, relaxed, as she walked up to the other who had began expressing his anger in searing lashes across various surfaces with his weapon. He reminded her a lot of her brother, he too used to be unable to control his anger, to throw tantrums with it. She took hold of his hand, the one containing his weapon, snaking her fingertips over the leather of his glove holding his hand still to stop him from his brutal attack on nothingness. “That may be so, but the calm before the storm is more frightening than the storms decent.” she spoke philosophically. letting go of his hand once his saber was away.
“So, to Jakku then?” She questioned, making complete sure of directions. “Why would she be going back there?” It confused her slightly, the girl was being hunted yet she returned to the only known location the First Order had of her. With there being no point to continue hiding, she may as well be out in the open, with her abilities. At least she had one benefit, that no one would know what she was, she was rare, thought to be a myth, a story. She stepped further to the towering male, putting her hand on his shoulder. As if with a blink of an eye the pair of them were no longer in the durasteel empty room, instead with feet planted firmly on the desert sand they were elsewhere. In Jakku.
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“The Comm of Comms, now that is quite a title. Do you enjoy it?”
“Has a beautiful ring to it, would you not agree? I do enjoy it, but still hoping to go further in the ranks.”
He stared at her, wearing the same expression that he did when his father had touched his face in the same manner. He sighed, feeling more vulnerable then he had in quite some time. How could he allow himself to be so transparent? It was /her/ fault. That…girl. That nobody. “You overstep.” he said finally, moving back only slightly. “I’m just trying to do what’s asked of me. Like everyone.”
Silence again. “ It’s just a feeling I get from you. Nothing more.” he said dismissively. Admittedly, he was not strong enough to completely see through her, like snoke was perhaps. He turned away, needing to put his guard back up as he was feeling too exposed.
He nodded as she agreed to do as he asked, but then she was making a sarcastic comment and his rage inside suddenly kicked up. In an instant, he turned and ignited his saber, inches away from the woman’s face. “I think that’s enough personal questions for now.” he said. “I need to be there. Just do what is asked of you.” he said then retracted the blade, turning from her again.
The silence within the room was making the situation tense. She had hit a nerve, more than one. She smacked her lips together in an attempt to cut the silence. Eyes boring into him, waiting for his answer, squinting them slightly after he spoke. “And is one of the things asked of you trying to find out what I am?” She questioned. Never an idiot, she knew that suspicions were almost always true, and Snoke had his suspicions. “Since nothing has actually been asked of me but to accompany you, do what you say.” She added, a bazaar order for someone in charge of a department elsewhere.
There, she had agreed to work with him, knowing it would play out extremely difficult since the other was in such emotional turmoil. But she could not help her last sarcastic comment, she was deciphering the other so well, picking his brain, trying to bring his thoughts forward. Then the electric sounding vibration kicked into action, the piercing red stem of his weapon at her face, she could feel its heat radiating towards her. Her eyes moving to the left of her, looking at the blade and then back to the knight, boring into him as a smirk began to form across her lips. There was no fear within her eyes, the other could not hurt her, or damage her, or even kill her, if he tried. “Hit a nerve?” She quizzed, if he was to discover more about her, she would at least reciprocate and find out more of the enigma that was Kylo Ren.
The saber powering off, his back turning to her, she took a deep breath in, her chest expanding, exhaling quietly. How was she going to do this without fully exposing herself. “What information do you know about her whereabouts?” She questioned. If they were to find her, she needed a place to start.
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