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jeni. ( future tinkerer )
❝ OH. ❞ it’s not quite disappointment, but simply dissatisfaction with such a humdrum sort of answer. the girl’s teeth worry over her lower lip for a moment as she inches forward once more —- carefully, light on her feet, though a few may notice the slightly uneven movement. meeting his eyes, jeni cannot keep her own smile from forming in return. ❝ okay ! ❞ there’s no hesitation now, the girl peering closely. ❝ how d’you know it’ll do what you want ? mama won’t let me touch mine —- ❞
her final comment reveals the source of her curiosity, the eagerness that grips her, and his brow quirks slightly at that. ❝ well, I don’t always. I’ve studied the technology, had a few years to practice working with it, so most of it comes with experience. ❞ he gives her a knowing look -- youth does not equal INCOMPETENCE, but he’s hesitant to allow her to just start tinkering with her own prosthetic just yet. ❝ sometimes I have to take what I know, work beyond it, and hope for the best. and when it doesn’t do what I want, I try again. but you know, if you DID want to start tinkering, I think I’ve got a few spare bits of things lying around -- and I definitely have some manuals you could read. ❞
sheri. ( blending in )
she follows him closely as they turn away from the balcony, descending to be among the masses. they blended in almost seamlessly with the clothes they picked up earlier in the day– hopefully it would be enough to keep PRYING eyes affiliated with the empire from picking up on their presence there. “ correct me if i’m wrong, but aren’t a majority of solo’s contacts fitting of that description? sans being human. ” sheri pauses, sliding between two enthusiastic twiliks with hands all over each other. “ not to mention half of this crowd. ”
the look he turns to her is laced with gratitude at the use of his name. even the title he’s earned -- COMMANDER -- often feels wrong when directed at him. he’s more than happy to cling to the simplest part of his identity.
subterfuge is low down on his list of talents, and he’s just glad he looks the part well enough that nobody bothers sparing him a second glance. most people here would much rather not be noticed themselves, rather be left to their own business -- best to use that to their advantage. ❝ well -- yeah, now that you mention it... ❞ blast !! it should have been HAN making this contact -- probably would have been, too, if not for the heavy bounty hunter presence. ❝ just keep moving. han also said he’s likely either at the bar or the sabacc tables. what d’you think we should check out first ?? ❞
jaina. ( an offer of help )
“ then you definitely DO need help. ”
@forcebright / canon dialogue sc
a moment passes by in fluttering silence as he meets his niece’s eyes, and for a moment he considers denial. she’s smarter than that, though, and releasing a sigh, luke nods. ❝ yeah. I would say so. I don’t know the first thing about making spiceloaf. do you ?? ❞
rey. ( quiet fascination )
“ but i see you in the fireflies, and how extraordinary is that? ” / @forcebright ( sc ).
the gleam in her eyes speaks to a newly discovered wonder, the thrill at touching a part of the force she’s yet to see, and the hint of a smile tugs at his lips. it’s been a long time since he’s seen this level of JOY, and he feels almost selfish at sharing in it. ❝ it is extraordinary -- and it’s only the beginning. ❞
dameron. ( restless )
he is tired, he feels it in his bones, because he hasn’t really slept a full night since he was taken onto the finalizer. yeah, he’d passed out there a few times but sleep that came from pain wasn’t exactly restful. and since then? well since then he tries to keep his mind busy, doesn’t let his eyes drift closed until he’s near passing out. even then it hardly lasts for long. but he doesn’t say that, hasn’t said that too anyone except the general. and poe trusts her brother, but not enough for that. “ i don’t sleep well anyway, it’s better if i’m working.” a shrug, like this was something he was used to and maybe on a certain level it was. even as a boy poe had been restless and prone to constant movement but this? this is new. “you don’t have to stay awake with me, sir.”
returning to the force had been like stepping into the warm embrace of an old friend, familiar and consuming and welcoming. once again, his light flared and burned within him, wrapping around him and providing a degree of peace he’s not felt for years. and yet . . . he could not still his unease about the days to come, nor the restless visions that plague his nights. touching the force in rest aids his initial drift into slumber, but the force is not quiet, and he’s fallen out of practice in suppressing its voice. raising a brow, luke meets the gaze of the pilot, fixing him with a look. ❝ young man. ❞ his tone is serious, instilled with the practiced authority of both a jedi master and former general, but the glitter in his eyes is meant to soften it somewhat. ❝ you’re an exceptional commander and an even better pilot, but don’t think for a moment that you’re capable of getting ME to do something I don’t want to do. ❞ the corners of his lips twitch upwards and he gives his head a light shake. exhaling, he allows the last traces of authority to seep out of his tone, and his voice is softer when he speaks next. ❝ I may not have to stay up with you, but I’m not likely to sleep anytime soon. so since we’re both going to be up anyways, would you like something to drink ?? I could use a mug of hot chocolate, myself. ❞
tidreen. ( flight companion )
lifted brows , this is more than you ever wanted . however her eyes lifted to the ship rather than the pilot beside it . there’s a giddy fear in those viridescent hues , something that laid in the way she once had seen the rebellion , the war . so horrifying , dangerous , fatal ———– exhilarating !! ❝ w - what , you’d let me ride along ? ❞ those eyes fall to him with a thump , wide and excited . or was it fear ?? ❝ no !! no , i’d love to ! i just don’t want to intrude ——- i don’t hate flying – i just don’t necessarily know how . ❞
a soft chuckle rumbles in his throat, gentle and sincere, a quiet joy in seeing someone thrill at the thought of touching the stars, at being able to PROVIDE such an opportunity. ❝ well, yeah. I don’t usually fly with anyone other than artoo in my x-wing. since I’ve been meaning to train on the y-wings anyways, might as well take advantage of its second seat. ❞ smile fades just a shade, no real worry colouring his features, but he's obligated to be HONEST with her. ❝ fair warning, though, I’m not as familiar with these as I am with the x-wing... ❞
ben. ( guiding hand )
BEN KENOBI listens & watches with patience where he sits perched upon the lip of a windowsill, hands folded over one another to rest in his lap. his eyes, bright as they have always been, idly take note of the crescents luke carves into his palms. so often a closed fist proved a weapon of anger; the basest, primal means for inflicting damage upon another // but the only person luke hurt in the moment was HIMSELF.
❝ IF that is true, what do your feelings tell you ? ❞ comes the calm inquiry, a prompt for catharsis. he realizes, uncomfortably, that he may not know as much of the boy as he’d anticipated // the cause of the boy’s frustration eludes the desert-wanderer as effectively as sand spilling through the gaps of his fingers.
there’s something in ben’s tone that serves to soothe him somewhat, smoothing the bundle of nerves twisting within him, and luke takes another breath -- slower this time, more deliberate. true clarity remains elusive, but the fuzz has faded, just a touch, and those same feelings that have guided him for so long sing just a little bit louder within him. all he needs to do now is listen. the tension in his hands releases, further breaths washing over him, allowing him to turn his attention inward, and he listens. ( because maybe he hasn’t been following them as well as he thought. ) ❝ patience. ❞ it’s almost a whisper, and there’s a degree of shame in it, because he KNOWS it’s a virtue he lacks in any great quantity. ❝ they’re telling me I need to be patient. but -- how’m I supposed to do that when everything seems so URGENT ?? ❞
stranger. ( a game of intent )
the man before her was a stranger, and sansa had learned to be w a r y of strangers. it was much harder to determine their true motivations when she didn’t know anything about them. however, sansa kept her worries at bay, preventing them from spreading to her expression. ❝ and WHO is this someone? ❞
she’s wary, gauging him, and he doesn’t blame her -- he’s doing the same. he’s not worried about her ATTACKING him, at least not directly, but he is worried about her alerting the imperials to his presence. ❝ well. that all depends on who you are... ❞ it’s a game of mistrust that CANNOT last long, lest they continue in endless circles. a tension-wrought moment passes as he glances around, determining the risk to be acceptable. ( they are alone, if she yells he can run, he can still escape... ) ❝ my name is luke and -- I’m with the rebellion. ❞
kyra. ( ghosts of the past )
❝ PARDON ? ❞ the neutrality in her voice is well-taught, the ambassador freezing momentarily at the doorway she’d hastened toward. she wants nothing to do with him, she has nothing to say ( get in, get out. do your duty ). kyra meets his eyes, struck momentarily by how old he looks, how tired. it almost elicits pity. almost. the woman crosses her arms in an attempt to barricade herself in, the words coming to her lips before she can stop them. ❝ my sister was alia hana. ❞ just the name takes so much from her, and she pauses, swallows. ❝ do you remember her at all ? ❞
there’s a moment of silence -- stillness -- before the force shudders, singing with anticipation. he can feel the sourness in her and for a heartbeat before she speaks, he REGRETS asking. perhaps some ghosts were best left in the past, perhaps some questions best left unanswered. ❝ -- your sister. ❞ he almost stumbles, flames dancing before his eyes, that black hole of LOSS opening up inside him once again, and he turns a haunted gaze to her. upon closer inspection he can see it, that familiarity making sense as everything clicks into place. gritting his teeth and taking a seat to steady himself, he can’t quite keep the tremble from his voice, the words coming out faint, weak. ❝ of course I remember her. ❞ he remembers them all. ❝ I’m sorry. ❞ it’s not enough. ( nothing is. ) it’s all he has to offer.
