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RAMI MALEK  //  have you met DEL MEEKO yet?  HE/HIM is now THIRTY-FIVE years old CIS MALE HUMAN, originally from CORUSCANT but typically reside on THE CORVUS.  after everything he’s gone through, he now shows loyalty to THE REBELLION.  he is best known for being a REBELLION SOLDIER, & i hear he’s grown pretty COMPASSIONATE yet also RECKLESS at times; i hope he survives the galactic war.

(ARIZONA, 30, CST, SHE/HER)

W A I T I N G: // - 8ABY : MONTH TWO

Del has been at Iden's side, hunting down imperials since the battle of Jakku. He's been breaking into other emperor's observatories to retrieve secret information stored there, they just recently completed the one on jakku. He's been staying behind on base to help make sure all ships and droids are in tip-top shape. He's accepted a position from Mon to work side by side with her as an agent and sharing his knowledge of the empire. He's also willing to give military advice if asked for such. Del was there when the hapan attack happened. He suffered a couple injuries but ultimately made it out with his life. He happens to be one of those who tried to help. He's been overjoyed by the news of Iden being pregnant and him becoming a dad but he's trying his best to keep her grounded as well. He plans to continue research and find out more about this new enemy they've all come to face now.

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@spectreoflasan​ asked: “Love is like ghosts; Few have seen it, but everybody talks.”

     A moment passes and Del doesn't speak. At first, he simply doesn't have the words to answer such a statement, considering he, himself has experienced love. The type that grew over time. The type where when he looks at her, he sees everything in bright colors and he simply smiles. She was happiness and home and despite anything that had been a problem thrown their way, they had seemed to handle it rather well together. His heart knew love in the form of Iden and he didn't see it in anyone else. Of course, Del had his moments when he was younger, sleeping around and thinking he had found that magical feeling with random others but no, he had been so very wrong. "I do agree with what you're saying." He nods just then, gaze resting upon the other. "Though, like anything, it is worth the catch. I found love and it is a battle, but it is well worth every ounce of war."

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@exemplaries​ asked: “it’s not like that at all.” ( from hask )

     A raise of an eyebrow follows the silence from the other. Curiosity shines bright in his gaze as he takes a drink from the glass of amber liquid. He likes the burn of the alcohol as it makes him not think of the woes his life currently has. There's nothing he can do about things here. He can only face them and home and he knows that once he walks through that door, then he'll be in the mode to focus but for now, it's time to relax. At least, it was, until Hask had arrived. "Then tell me, Hask, what exactly is it meant to be like?" Another pause for another drink. "Cause from what I can see, it is that way exactly."

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exemplaries asked: 📜 for del + hask !

*Del and Hask are doing something absurdly dangerous* Del: I think Houdini did something like this once! Why, if I recall correctly, he was out of the hospital in no time! Hask, deadpan: Well that's encouraging.

Del lets a smile slip over his features at the other's deadpanned words. He can't stop the laugh that follows at them and he gives a small shake of his head. "Oh come on, now. It's not the first time we've done something as such!" A pause and he reaches for his blaster, the adrenaline pumping through his veins as he looks over to his once former friend and ally as he draws a breath, the smile only growing. "Besides, I still remember the last time we were in the medical bay together. You did cause quite the stir!"

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fearlessenator asked: 📜 ( lando ) @swishycapes

Lando: *Walking in to a room* Sorry I’m late... I was... doing things. *Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder* Del: *Out of breath* THEY PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN’ STAIRS.

Chest heaves and falls with each breath Del draws into lungs. The once made old wounds festering in a small amount of pain blossoming from his body, but he ignores them. Hair disheveled, gaze trained on Lando before switching to the others in the room. "Here I thought we were in a jest of a race, wasn't expecting to get shoved down them." He half laughs, wanting the joke to be prominent even if it hadn't been one of such. What was Iden going to think of him now? Allowing Lando to get away with such a thing.

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generally-scheming​:

Showing his face even in neutral territory came with risks, especially now that the signal outage made it difficult to call backup. But it also made keeping tabs on rebel activity even more crucial. Hux never expected that this ‘rebel activity’ would involve such a dangerous, high-profile Imperial defector as Del Meeko. That Meeko recognized him was even more unexpected. Hux knew the errant members of Inferno Squad by their files—he’d made sure to review them when he’d crossed paths with Hask—but how did Meeko know him? The rift had deposited Hux in 6 ABY, after Meeko and Versio left the Empire. So had the Rebellion briefed him on Hux’s involvement in the Amidala kidnapping? Or—a convenient, albeit insulting possibility—had Meeko mistaken Hux for his father? He had to gather as much intelligence as possible from this chance meeting.   (That recent events had put Hux in want of a drink, himself, was entirely beside the point.)  

“Tragic that the comms failure prevents me from reporting this incident. I’ll simply have to drown my sorrows, and if a wanted man happens to take the next seat, there is nothing I can do about it.”

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Humor crosses over Del's features at Hux's words. A wanted man? Sure, he had been a traitor to the other but he didn't know that he had a bounty seemingly placed upon his head. Perhaps he should be proud of knowing this. The mere fact that he and Iden seemed to be enemies of the order's galaxy felt like a badge of honor. He was no longer tasked with hunting them but instead, becoming one himself. Something he should've expected. Del was smart though and he had done his own research. With the rift having plopped people in his present, that meant people he didn't know. New players upon both sides spelled danger and with a child now on it's way to join him and Iden? He wanted nothing more than to know just who his enemies were and who his allies could become. "Should I be honored that you see me as such?" He asks, sitting down at the bar next to the General, waving down the bartender and ordering a drink. "I wouldn't be surprised if such a person of your status has questions, so I'm already expecting them. Tell me though, how's your father doing?"

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jedixcode​:

           while there’s been many times where obi-wan had felt useless, nothing compares to the current situation. he had never been technologically inclined, learning only enough to get by, nothing more. but now as he watches the desperate efforts of those who know their way around relays and satellites, obi-wan wishes he had taken something other than history electives. 

          it was clear that the best way to help was to get out of the way, and since he was picking up everyone’s anxiety on top of his own, obi-wan did another of the things he had learned from a young age, tune it all out, shift the focus. so he heads for a cantina that he knows would there won’t be much trouble. he’s debating whether to sit at the bar or a table, when someone waves at him. obi-wan recognizes the man, a friend of luke, after a few seconds it clicks, ❝del, right?❞ obi-wan asks as he approaches the table, ❝of course, is there something on your mind? i mean aside from everything❞ 

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Despite the knowledge that Del does have in the current situation, he wants nothing more than to pull himself out of it. He's helped and put his time and effort into it the last few days but he needed a break. His mind felt overworked and he needed a moment to breath in a place that wouldn't ask him to return to the situation at hand. After all, a cantina meant there was truly nothing to worry about behind it's doors and in the comfort of it's walls. He could get used to the relaxation here, at least, they type it was offering him right now.

A smile creases his lips at Obi-Wan's words and he nods then, returning to sit at the table in the back, gaze still upon the Jedi. "I'd rather not talk about the situation at hand." He half laughs, a part of him wanting to forget the nightmare that this has become. Eventually the comms would be back and everything would be returned to normal and that? That was enough to remind Del he needed to be back to work on it in the morning. "Have you ever been told news where you take it with elation but the other that shares the news with you does not take it in the same regards?"

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Open Starter |

One. Del drew a breath. All hell was breaking loose and he wanted nothing more than to scuttle off planet and disappear from whatever the hell this madness was becoming. Two. He knew that he was probably going to have to work on helping get the coms back up. It wasn't something he wanted to do but it was something he was capable of. It was well in his warehouse of tricks to do. Three. He wanted nothing more than to find Iden and run away with her. To keep her at his side and it was the two of them against the galaxies. They could take it. Four. The comms were down and there was nothing anyone could do about it yet. Five. He leans against the metal paneling of the wall near the ship bay. He's tired. It's showing from the circles under his eyes. He wants to sleep for a week. "If you park that there, there's no promises you'll be able to get it out in an hour."

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versios​:

as easy as it was to be wound up about everything that was going on in her life, it was difficult even for her to keep up those defenses when del looked at her so softly. her head tilted slightly, leaning her head into his hand as he reached up to her. “one of us is always in trouble,” iden pointed out, the corner of her lips just twisting up in a slight smile. granted, it was usually her. it was far too often that she threw herself headfirst into trouble, but it was just a part of who she was. he’d known that long before they had been anything romantic. “well, maybe once the comms get up and running. i don’t think it’s wise even for us to stray too far right now, unless it’s supply hunting.” maybe. she wasn’t sure that she was quite committed to the train of thought just yet. “you look like you want something.”

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There's something about the way she mentions one of them always in trouble that causes him to laugh a little. He knows she's right. He can't deny that. After all, once they had deflected, it was as if trouble had seemed to search for them, hunting them down and making it difficult for the two of them to get anything done without bullets flying past them. "I can't argue with that." He shakes his head, a small chuckle leaving from slightly parted lips but the softness on his features never changes. The way he's looking at her never changes. He wants nothing more than to hold her in his arms. To tell her that everything was going to be okay, that no matter what the future would hold for them, it would always be them against the galaxy. She was going to be an amazing mother, far better than any other woman he could think of, except Leia, but that was simply because the general had a good head on her shoulders as well and Leia reminded him of Iden, hands down. "The only thing I want from you, Iden, is to just hold you tonight as we sleep." Was it the *only* thing he wanted? No but that talk would come later. He didn't want to force it on her. Not now. He'd rather it either be brought up organically or she starts, but he wouldn't dance around it either.

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versios​:

in a twisted way, one that brought her much more shame than she was ready to talk about, it hurt iden to see how happy del was about everything. she knew logically that he deserved this, to be happy and have something that he wanted, but she was still stuck in her own feelings. it seemed like she couldn’t get out of them. she wanted to, she just didn’t know how. the door swished open and her gaze rose to meet it, the seriousness in her features softening after a beat. “hey,” her knees drew up to her chest, resting her chin on them for a moment. she looked small in a way that versios had never been allowed to be. the datapad was set down as he stroked her cheek, another lead chased after, though it had nothing to do with the comms crisis. she can’t respond to i love you normally. “what, am i in trouble or are you in trouble?”

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After a breath, he kneels down in front of her, giving her a mile instead of just a little. He wants her to feel comfortable. Wants her to know she's loved by him in more ways than he can ever describe. That she is everything to him and that they'll make it through this together. Another breath and he keeps his hand upon her cheek, thumb carefully stroking it gently. His gaze never leaving her. "Now why would either of us be in trouble?" He speaks, a hint of humor upon Del's tongue. She was beautiful, even when she was vulnerable. He glances to the datapad for a moment before glancing back to her. "Find anything interesting? Perhaps another lead for another trip around the galaxy?" He wants to avoid the subject of pregnancy for now. He doesn't want her to feel pressured but he also knows they need to have this conversation. They need to discuss the future together.

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spcewrs​:

@galacticsopens​ location: yavin 4

the tears made aayla’s eyes glassy, as they took in the temple. she stood outside of it, just staring. quickly moving a hand up they brushed away any chance of the tears actually falling. a feeling of being watched tickles at the back of their neck and they look down towards the ground, before looking back up. “is there something i can do to help you??” they ask trying their best to sound unbothered. 

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There's a small raise to an eyebrow at the sight. He wants to place a hand upon their shoulder, to offer a silent form of comfort but he holds back the action. He doesn't want to cross into their space if it was something they wish to have time on their own. Instead, he stands silently, gazing from them to the temple that stretches upward in front of them. "Are you alright?" He questions, closing the gap between them and standing at their side. His gaze is soft, even as he looks over to them. "I didn't meant to interrupt. I was just on my way to a meeting when I saw you and I wanted to make sure you were alright."

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Closed Starter | @versios​

Eyes drift closed for a moment as he draws a deep breath. He understands Iden's fears and concerns. He understands where she's coming from, but in reality, he's overjoyed. He never imagined being a father but he knows that the two of them would, no, will be amazing parents. He loves her and he will love their child just as much as well. Hand raises, knucks rapping lightly on the wall as the door opens for him, recognizing him but he doesn't want to scare her by speaking automatically. "Iden." He starts lightly, a small smile upon his features. His gaze is full of the love he has for her. The way she makes his heart sing and makes him happy. He closes the distance between them, unable to stop himself as he reaches out, fingers brushing lightly over her cheek. "I love you."

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Closed Starter | @generally-scheming​

Thee were few people that Del remembers from his time in the Empire and that was simply because of the rift. The fact that so many new faces had shown up, old and new, Del couldn't keep up with them all but he did make a note of all those that seemed to be rather important. General Hux happened to be one of them. A redhead with a temper and the thought made Del want to laugh at the thought, simply because it just seemed so typical. Of course the redhead with a temper was a general and of course it was Del's luck to run into the other when he just wanted a drink. He just wanted to relax. To take time and let everything that had happen settle in his mind. Things with Iden, Hask being alive again. This new entity of an enemy that no one seemed to have any answers about. "General." He starts, gaze never leaving him. "I do not wish for trouble. Instead, I'd much prefer a truce and a drink."

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Closed Starter | @forceordered​

How long had it been since he'd been back on base? How long until his body would stop feeling like he had just gotten a lightsaber slashed throughout it and started to feel normal again? He mentally shakes his head, no. Now wasn't the time to think of such things and his boots weren't on the flooring of the base. Instead, he was on a planet. Another mission. Another request to take care of. Another battle to e fought. Another set of information logs to be found. He wants a day off. He wants to quit but his heart is too far into it to give up now. Del places a smile upon his face as he happens upon the young soul in front of him. "Excuse me." He starts, keeping his tone even, his gaze on the other. One thing about Del is, he's always on guard. He's always making sure that no matter what he does, he's got one eye peeled out for danger. "I'm looking for a business. The owner and I have something to discuss and I was wondering if you'd be able to help me find that?"

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Closed Starter | @jedixcode​

A breath and Del finds himself wandering the streets of Coruscant. Idly trying to find a place to not be around others. A place for a drink where he won't be bothered. A place that would be easy to be lost in the crowd. He needs time to think. He needs time to let everything sink in. He's still recovering from his injuries, even as he walks into a cantina. The atmosphere is loud. People don't turn to even acknowledge that he's stepped inside. Instead, they just go about their conversations, talking, drinking, laughing, eating and he's able to walk up to an empty table in the back, taking a seat. He doesn't plan on being spotted or recognized, at least, not until he spots the Jedi. There's a moment where he tries to talk himself out of it but it doesn't work or last long, considering he's waving down the other. "Obi-Wan? Mind if we sit and have a conversation over a few drinks?"

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versios​:

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there was likely no one in iden’s life that would have suggested that she was an emotional person. when she had been five years old, her father had offered her a lesson that she had held inside of her for far too long: versios don’t cry. she had cried the night her mother left, at five years old, and gone another seventeen years before she shed any tears again, once she had learned about her mother’s death – already buried, their last real conversation under a lie, being called a disappointment. she hadn’t cried since. she hadn’t wanted to, until now. but that kind of weakness and vulnerability wasn’t something that she could allow, especially not in the middle of a crisis, a goddamn terrorist attack. the only thing that she could hone it into was anger, frustration, rage. those were feelings that she had always been much more familiar with, something accepted by garrick versio, so long as it was utilized for action. it was the anger that spoke now: at hask, at her father, her mother, and herself. “this isn’t a happy moment, del!” she snapped at him, finally pulling away from the embrace roughly and taking a step back. this wasn’t something that she could focus on right now, she wasn’t sure that she would ever be able to face it. both hands curled into tight fists, ignoring the painful ache of their left arm. “hask has to die.” there was no mercy left to offer him. maybe del could, but she didn’t have it left inside of her. forgiveness had never come naturally to her. “regardless of whatever those things were. i don’t care. i don’t know who or what he’s involved with now, but he’s too dangerous to be left alive.” precisely what the empire said about them after they had defected.

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The thing was, Del was raised differently than most in the Empire. His parents had stern hands, of course. They had his future laid out for him and their expectations were expected to be met, but they still allowed Del the ability to grow. They let him feel what he needed to and encouraged knowledge to it's top most degree. They saw how smart their son was and wanted to watch him fly to a high rank in the Empire. If only that had seen what he was going to become. He sometimes wonders, however, if they'd be proud of him. Would they look at him with that sense in their gaze like they did at his siblings? Or would there be disappointment because their brightest son had defected to the Rebellion? The one thing he was told constant horror stories about how he should never trust them? Funny how a Jedi is one of the reasons Del had opened his eyes to the other side. As Iden pulls away, there's a breath on his lips. A sharp sensation that stabs through his chest that isn't from any of the injuries that he's sustained from the battle that had just been at hand. It was something else. Something deeper. Something worse. "Iden." He starts, but stops again as he takes her in. The way her hands are curled into fists. The anger that seeps of her features. It's clear, not just by her words but her appearance that she wants Hask dead. She wishes for it. It causes him to sigh. "Iden you're going to make a great mother but if you wish to focus on Hask for now, we can do that. I can help you. We both want to see him gone."

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0fchandrila​:

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   Mon smiled when Del accepted her offer. She wanted to be surrounded by people she considered competent, who she could trust. While Iden fit both of that criteria, she didn’t know if Iden would be the type to serve in an a advisory capacity. “I have a deep respect for you, for choosing to leave the Empire, for serving as admirably within the Rebellion and now the New Republic, and because I believe you have a vision for where the galaxy can go, what it can be, and how the New Republic can best serve it. Letting out a soft sigh after she said that, “However, that does not mean that the New Republic is without enemies, and I will need a strong military team in place to help us prepare for any threats. I have a few trust Admirals, and Generals that I can rely on, but I also need people who have seen the Empire at it’s worst, and now what true evil is capable of. You also have the distinction of having been on both sides of an imperial blaster, a distinction not many people I trust have.” 

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Del knew exactly what he had been signing up for when he said that he follow Iden anywhere she went, even if that meant switching sides to be on. The New Republic had shown then such kindness in a way the Empire would've never reached. They took care of them when they needed it and gave a helping hand when they had asked and they had accepted Inferno Squad without much question into their ranks and for that, Del was thankful. He knew he owed much to them and their leaders, especially Leia, for the things they had shown them. With a breath, he nods at her words. "It wasn't easy but it was the right choice. I was born into the Empire, as most of us were, to leave it was like leaving my family forever." It wans't a lie. Del knew the things he'd be losing once he joined the other side. His parents probably would have laughed at him if he tried to return home now, defacing the Meeko name. "Yes. Inferno Squad was well trusted in the Empire. We know well both sides and most of what the Empire is planning with such. It's not hard to read their moves once you've studied them long enough. Perhaps I could do more of that if it's something you wish." A pause and his gaze rests upon her, staying with her. "If it's a military team you wish to have at your side, I suggest talking to Iden. She is the leader of Inferno Squad and she makes the decisions for us. I will follow her."