A spectrum of Light

Partner blog to vimetxartem | SWTOR OC Multimuse | Selective | Multiship | Multiverse | Friendly | Sideblog of oceansofrp

[darktclight]

vimetxartem‌

Cisst wouldn’t know exactly how nervous his partner was feeling. If anything, he didn’t exactly understand. The bounty hunter had grown used to anything being said behind his back, the whispers, and any disapproving looks he got from his known lifestyle.

But that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to reassure Aukuna.

He couldn’t help but allow a small smirk in triumph. He knew that would’ve got him going. “Yettly’s Cantina? Yeah, we can go there again. …I do want to try the Exosquidra.”

An arm weaved its way around the Zabrak, the smirk turning into a gentle smile. “I love you too, yaim. Do you have everything for this mission?”

Aukuna, on the other hand, has experienced praise most of his life. Or.. At least what he had interpreted as praise at the time, and was pretty oblivious to anything outside his task. So needless to say, he wasn’t entirely used to the idea of people thinking negatively about him.

Still, he was content and happy with his decision to go grey. He wouldn’t ever look back.

The jedi nodded enthusiastically, “Yeah, that place!” Eyes went alight when Cisst agreed to the idea, and the previous nervousness seemed to have been effectively melted away.

Aukuna gladly cuddled up closer to Cisst when the arm came around him, weaving his arms around Cisst’s waist “Mhm.. I don’t need too much, it’s not a complicated mission.” 

[darktclight]

vimetxartem‌

The hands on Kass’ hips swiftly made their way around Zech’s neck when she was, quite literally, swept off her feet. She couldn’t help the tiny smile on her face, resting her head against his chest. She felt tired lately, but she didn’t want to sleep without her beloved hunter with her.

She quickly got rid of anything clunky on her person as soon as she was set on the bed. The arms around her made her sigh in content, closing her eyes as she felt him press against her. A hand lovingly traced a hear on his arm.

“For the moment, yes,” She answered, snuggling and melting into the embrace. “However, later I would like for us both to make dinner together.”

Seeing Kass melt and relax was always a welcomed sight for the hunter, sneaking in a nuzzle and a kiss to her forehead when he could. It was moments like this that made him feel.. almost human. Like he wasn’t just some undead, unfeeling killing machine. 

“Of course. What do you feel like having for dinner, my dear? I picked up a new recipe book on our last stop, but we could always go for one of the classics.” Even though he couldn’t taste, Zech was more than happy to make anything Kass wanted. Cooking was a precise, intriguing art.

“Do you want a bath tonight as well, my queen? Or perhaps we can retire early after dinner, and put a movie on?”

[darktclight]

@vimetxartem​ said to darktclight: “How about this? When you succeed— which I know you will, I’ll take you out for dinner to celebrate.” (Cisst to Aukuna!)

This upcoming mission had the Zabrak nervous. Not for any enemy or obstacle that would be in the way, but the fact that this would be the first time working with other Jedi from the temple ever since he went grey. It was.. slightly nerve wracking, especially under the idea that they might judge him for straying off ‘the path’.

His lover’s words, however, brought a sense of peace to his mind, unable to help a light chuckle. “You spoil me, dear” Still, it was motivation nonetheless, and one he needed. “..If I may suggest where, perhaps that same place we went to a couple months back? Their food was quite amazing.” 

After a moment, he gave a slight sigh, leaning against the commander with his head on his shoulder like some over sized puppy “..I love you”

[darktclight]

@vimetxartem​ said to darktclight:“Cuddles. Now.” (Kass and Zech :Dc)

“Yes, dear, right away.” Zech wasn’t about to argue this. Honestly, he desperately needed some affection from his queen, so her timing could not be any more perfect. With a quick sweeping motion, Zech scooped Kass right off her feet and into his arms, heading to their private quarters. 

He’d then set her on their bed, kick off his shoes, and join her on the plush surface. Large arms naturally wove around her, pulling the sith close to his chest and nuzzling his face against her hair with a content sigh. 

“Will that be all, my queen?” The bounty hunter questioned, voice already much softer and more relaxed than it was moments ago.

[avcnged]

@darktclight​:  💔 (Jay and Ximena)

64. Our muses being the sole survivors of a plane crash

If there was anything Jay knew, it was that he was going to protect Ximena no matter the cost.

The aircraft was going down, taking them along with it, the enemy crew either scuttled, hid, or tried to escape and failed. Jay was trying to do some sort of safe landing, but it failed. So he and Ximena stayed in a safer part in the front of the ship. It happened too fast, and too slowly, and all Jay really remembered was protecting her with his shield, things getting rough, and the world blacking out.

The next time he woke up, he gave a soft groan. Everything was sore, but the moment he thought of his partner, he was instantly seeking her out.

“Ximena-!!” He called as he found her. A very gentle shake to her shoulder, unsure if she was awake. “Major, are you okay? Can you hear me?”

[darktclight]

As a Major, she had responsibility of her crew: that included Jay. 

And yet, Jay continued to risk himself for her safety. Despite her efforts to make sure Jay was going to be alright too, the aircraft came down too quickly for her to know for sure. The crash was a blur, her ears rang and her head hurt- but, beyond that, she wasn’t harshly injured. The next thing she knew, someone shook her, and she could faintly hear Jay’s voice.

It took a moment for her cybernetics to unscramble themselves enough for Ximena to open her eye, blinking through the disorientation. 

“Jay..!” Ximena gave a sigh of relief seeing her Captain, a hand coming up to grip his arm. “I’m- I’m alright. What about you, Rogers? You alright?” 

[darktclight]

~ * “‌I wonder if there’s anything warm i can sit next to to dry off..” * ~ 

         “Cheesy… factory on the- wh- where I came from, people thought the whole moon was made of cheese!”, she replied with a laugh in her tone, definitely lightening up a bit in contrast to the grim mood around them. At the very least, after that strange conversation, they would finally arrive at his home.

“Jeez… kids these days are getting the story all wrong! Uh- anyway, here we are!” Taking out a remote, she would click a button and open up the garage door, ducking inside and finally getting Zewa out of the rain. Surrounding the place would be all manner of things - tools, materials, and even a few spare creations, most notably a powered-down panda robot sitting in the corner in its own cubby. “Uh-… welcome! To my- to my workshop! Uh… disguiser thingy, please!”

“Yeah! That’s why there’s a cheesy factory there, to- to mine the cheese!” Zewa would giggle at her reaction, feeling a little better as they walked. When they got to her place, she would peer at the building and the rest of the environment around it. It wasn’t anything like the tall skyscrapers she was used to seeing off-planet, but it seemed to fit right in on Earth.

She would watch the automatic door, it seemed so slow! But at the same time, she was just thankful to finally be out of the cold rain. She lightly shook herself off, stray droplets flying off. Peering around, she would gaze at all the tools and materials, a like ‘ooo’ escaping her. Zewa’s attention would snap back when Alex spoke up, “Oh, right! Here you go-” She would take the necklace off, fiddling with it for a second before getting the casing open- much more alien-esc tech nestled inside. She would then hand it over, bearing a small, hopeful smile.

[darktclight]

~‌ * “Well, at least the North Pole is real.. Right?” * ~

        She would take but a second to observe the necklace she produced, having a hard time believing that it was technological at first glance. Well, she’d get a much better look at it once they both got to her workshop, which wasn’t far at all. Then, maybe she could help!

“Oh, uh… it doesn’t actually exist, that was a joke. It’s some conspiracy theory some people here believe in, like… the government’s hidden alien technology. It’s all bu-… it’s all- none of it’s true.”, she gave a short answer to her question. Inquisitive one, wasn’t she? “Not far now, are- are you holding up okay?”

Zewa attempted to hold it still, but couldn’t help a little fidget here and there with it as Alex observed. Hopefully she could fix it, but if not.. well, she wasn’t sure what she was going to do. But she just had to hope!

“Oh” There was a quiet tone of relief as she walked along side Alex, not quite letting go of her hand yet. Habit, definitely, and it provided her with some comfort. “So, it’s fake? Like- like- the cheesy factory on the moon?” She’s heard a lot of ridiculous things from other kids at school, but she never really got a solid answer when it came to alien stuff. Everyone had a different answer.

[darktclight]

Shifty

[darktclight]

vimetxartem‌

It was hard to look alive when you never showed emotion, and your skin was chalk white anyway.

Red eyes stared back at Zech, although blankly. Vykrron either glanced at the datapads words, or he was sipping tea freshly made. The hunter didn’t scare the sniper in the slightest— he worked with Cisst, for star’s sake. And was threatened and electrocuted by sith lords.

He looked back over to Zech when he was addressed crudely, staring in response. Not blinking out of spite? Maybe.

“No one said I had to follow your orders, Salbone. You don’t need to tell me when to do a normal bodily function. I can do that on my own, thank you.”

Oddly enough, Zech had that much going for him. Granted that was mostly because having any part of him- including his face- stay still for too long meant it would lock up.

Zech’s yellow eyes squinted, waiting for any notion of emotion, or even, as he’s noticed, a blink. He doubted this guy was unable to feel dryness in his eyes, so what the fuck gives? Hell, if it wasn’t for Donovan’s stupid morality about teamwork, Zech would shoot him just for being creepy.

Of course, he was never going to admit out loud that he was unsettled by the sniper. He’d never live it down.

“Well you sure are going for a long time without it despite it being a ‘normal function’. Fuckin’ smartass. What are you even doing on that datapad that’s got that much of your attention, anyway?” 

[darktclight]

All in a smuggling day’s work

[darktclight]

vimetxartem‌

Rashyyn had a sly smile under the cloth hiding her face. She was looking at everything closely, the goggle for her one eye set aside on the table. Her arms crossed, and she couldn’t help but give a small laugh.

“No, not bad at all,” She chimed softly. “Oh yeah? I’d say not as pretty as you, most likely.”

She stood from her crouching position, flicking her left lekku over her shoulder. The gunslinger couldn’t help but give a laugh.

“Are you kidding? I loved it! But I think you’re right— these goods will definitely last a while. If not sell for a pretty credit or two. I think some of the metals in here are on the rare side, but I’ll have to doublecheck.”

Audraki took a glance out the window, surveying the stars that surrounded them. They weren’t far from where they were supposed to meet up with everyone else. For now, they can enjoy and soak in the fruits of their labor.

“Oh? You’re probably right~” She would flip her hair back, a toothy smirk on her scarred up face. 

“For sure they will. I know a thing or two~” Audraki would give a cocky sing-song tone, “Well, we have some time before we have to move this stuff, so if you’re able to double check now, that’d be convenient.”

“You know, i never thought i’d have this much fun on a job with someone else. I guess I can keep you around” She was joking, of course.

[darktclight]

Brotherhood

[darktclight]

vimetxartem‌

“The one in your hand? While the gold is a rather pretty color… It wouldn’t be something I would wear without occasion.”

Tymbios glanced at the palettes his brother was looking at before back to the jewelry on the shelves. He hummed softly in thought as he glanced over them, gold eyes scanning the gemstones and colors.

“Not metals, or else one lightsaber I had would have caused an allergic reaction by now. It was just one ingredient in makeup, parabens, but it’s so difficult to find a brand that doesn’t use them. Speaking of, the brand you’re holding does. …And it’s extremely expensive, don’t mind that one.”

Delicate hands plucked off a piece of jewelry off the shelf, looking over the black stones over it, surrounded by the gold.

“How does this look, brother?”

“Hmm.. I guess I can see how” Looking back at the makeup, it did look like it wouldn’t suit everyday use just based on what Tymbios wore daily.

Aukuna listened intently, glancing over at his brother. With a hum, he would set the makeup back where he found it, giving a shrug and a small laugh “Well, it still would’ve looked far better on you than on me” 

“That’s good to know, it would be rather unfortunate to be allergic to a lightsaber..” He mused, tilting his head to the side “What brands don’t use them? That would definitely narrow it down, which.. I suppose isn’t great to have a limited selection, but at least you know you can trust certain brands? Goodness, makeup is so complicated..”

The zabrak glanced over, eyeing the piece of jewelry being held, He would admire it for a moment.

“Well, gold and black definitely seem to be your colors!”

[darktclight]

Genuine

[darktclight]

vimetxartem‌

“Seeya in the morning, kid.”

There was a small salute to the Twi’lek before the door shut completely, the hunter now pushing himself away from the wall to sit on the couch. He paused in his footsteps when the Mirialan spoke, but only for a moment before situating on the cushions.

Eyes watched Field curiously, his face in its neutral expression. A single, hushed snort left him.

“Shouldn’t thank me. Rashyyn’s the one that came to me about this,” He answered. He fiddled with his metal arm quietly, vents appearing and letting out the heat inside before closing. Digits moved in testing before Cisst turned his gaze back to the smuggler.

“I would’ve helped you anyway, seeing you have a kid and all. Nice daughter, by the way. Not much of a troublemaker.” That was supposed to be a compliment.

Field gave a small smile, adjusting in his placement on the couch. His hands would fidget with the digits, a little laugh leaving him at the mention of Rashyyn; gosh, what a wonderful woman. He had to do something to thank her, he just wasn’t sure what yet.

“Yes, well.. I need to thank her too.”

“You’re still the one who gave us a room on your ship, and gave me a job.” Field countered lightly, watching Cisst’s arm with some curiosity. He did always have an interest in machinery, but this wasn’t the time to be asking about it. Perhaps later.

His smile brightened at the mention of his daughter, “She’s.. She’s my pride and joy. She’s an absolute sweetheart. Very curious, very bright, but definitely not a troublemaker.”

[darktclight]

spectrumbound‌

         “Your… disguiser? W- well, I can try. No promises, though.” Rain damage would probably be easy enough to repair, but alien tech was still alien tech. She may have to learn the intricacies of this technology on the fly. That, and there was the question of how she was going to charge that phone of hers… she’d find a way, she was sure.

“Ahahah… nah, you’re fine. I solemnly swear I won’t turn you in to area 51 or whatever.”, she jokingly reassured the smaller alien, before offering her hand. She would be dryer under the umbrella, after all. “Anyway… my home’s not far from here. We should get going.”

“Y..Yeah, it’s so I can, look human and- and stuff.” Zewa pulled out a necklace, the charm on it looked like a simple silver half-dome with dark markings along the edges. She ran her thumb over it, looking troubled. What if it couldn’t be fixed? Would they have to leave Earth? Or would she just have to be stuck indoors forever?

Glancing at her hand, she would grasp it with her own smaller ones, hoisting herself up from the damp ground. “Okay.. Wh.. Whats area 51?” What ever it was, it sounded llike somewhere caught aliens go, which.. was terrifying. 

[darktclight]

Shifty

@vimetxartem

Something about this new guy rubbed Zech the wrong way. No, not cause he was almost as tall as the bounty hunter was; he had that dealt with with Cisst. This guy just looked.. not alive, in all the wrong and weird ways. And that was coming from someone who was already, literally, a walking corpse.

‘Cipher Nine’ or what ever. He and his partner ‘Cipher Ten’ were helping Cisst with some bullshit mission, some ‘delicate work’ or what ever the fuck was going on. 

“Hey” Zech finally spoke up after a moment “Yeah, you, motherfucker. Blink. You ain’t some wax figure.” Stars, it was almost creepy.  

[darktclight]

All in a smuggling day’s work

@vimetxartem

When it came to smuggling, Audraki usually worked alone. But then again, ever since she joined Deadshot Donovan’s crew, she’s been working alone less and less. It was.. a change. She wasn’t going to admit if it was a good or a bad one, even though it was.. kind of nice. Hell, they’ve put up with her too long and too realistically to have been planning to stab her in the back, so she might as well enjoy it.

And make no mistake, she loved a good smuggling adventure.

Spinning her blaster, she surveyed the loot that Rashyyn and her had gotten away with. “Not bad” She whistled, holstering her weapon and setting her hand on her hip instead. “Dare I say, a pretty good job. Not as pretty as us, though” Audraki smirked, placing a hand under her chin. 

“And did you see the look on the managers face? Hah! I think he shat himself” She turned to her partner in crime, a wide grin set on her features 

[darktclight]

Brotherhood

@vimetxartem

“Would this one work?”

Aukuna wasn’t the most knowledgeable when it came to makeup and jewelry, having no real exposure to it all his life. But he wasn’t going to turn down spending time with Tymbios regardless of what they were doing. He picked up a palette off the peg, turning it side to side to see how the light reflected off the glittery powders. 

“This one’s rather pretty” He then turned the packaging over, scanning the rather bare back, a brow raising in confusion “They never have an ingredient list, do they? How are people supposed to know if it contains something they’re allergic to?”

The Zabrak hummed, before glancing over at the jewelry section nearby “Are you allergic to any kind of metals? Or was it just a certain ingredient in makeup you needed to avoid?” He looked back over to his brother, a confused but nonetheless happy smile on his face.

[darktclight]

Genuine

@vimetxartem 

“Say goodnight, Zewa~” 

“Goodienight Cish!!” 

Field disappeared into their designated room for a moment as he put Zewa to bed, making sure the door shut quietly behind him on his way back out. He let out a quiet exhale, before green eyes would land on his Commander. 

“Hey, um.. Before you go anywhere-” He paused, one hand going to scratch the back of his neck while the other dove into his pocket; a nervous tick of his “Can we uh- Can- er.. I wanted to- uh..” Field stumbled, before sighing and deciding to just sit next to Cisst.

“I wanted to thank you, for.. you know-” Field finally got out after a moment, a genuine thankfulness in his eyes. “Everything. It.. finally feels like I have some room to breathe for the first time in, like- half a decade” A small, quiet laugh left him.

That didn’t mean he wasn’t still scared, of course. Hell, up till recently he had been absolutely terrified of the bounty hunter before him, but it was hard to be scared of someone whose saved his and his daughter’s lives in more ways than one. 

[darktclight]

~* “I’m usually fine getting dirty, but I think I want to get out of the mud now..” *~

        “Damn… o- okay, well, uh… okay. Maybe- maybe I can fix it. You’d- you’d have to follow me back to my workshop, though. I- I know that probably sounds super creepy, but- but it’s nothing bad, I promise! I’m good with electronics.” That, and she was looking for any excuse she could get to get her hands on some of that snazzy alien tech, even if for a moment.

“Well… I always thought aliens existed, so- so I’m not that surprised… I- I guess.” That’s a lie, she was still freaking out that she was faced with a real frickin’ alien. “But, like-… it’s cool that you’re an alien, it’s neat. I- I can just, like… pretend you’re my daughter coming back from a costume party, or something.”

Zewa thought it over, this person was good with tech? How good? Earth tech only went so far compared to what she was used to using “..D..Do you think.. you could try fixing my disguiser, too..?” If she could get that fixed, she wouldn’t be as worried as going out on her own again. As long as she looked human, she had far less worries about getting lost.

“Oh..” She couldn’t help but think back to their initial reaction, but left it be. Honestly.. While she couldn’t be easily found if she was indoors, it sounded better than not being able to dry off and stay cold and wet for however much longer. It would also.. probably be a lot better to be along with a human? “I.. o-..okay.. I’ll come with.. B-But no funny stuff an- and no contacting the goverment!”