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[imperapristini]

infernosquadrn:

“I understand the feeling,” he said, laying a hand on her shoulder, unsure if he was trying to ground her or himself in reality. Her question threw him offguard, and Del blinked in surprise.

He hadn’t thought about how he was - not really. He’d been to focused on Iden. Realizing that fact, Del was suddenly aware of his sore muscles, a throbbing pain in his side, and a pounding in his head that matching the pounding of his blood.

“Rather bloody exhausted,” he admitted with a wry smile. “I -”

Whatever he was about to say next was lost when he glanced over at her and saw how pale she looked.

“Kriff, Iden, you look awful! Have you been to medical?”

His SUDDEN concerned over her well-being was unsurprising and was to be expected YET she still found herself caught off-guard, seeing the worried look clouding his eyes when their gazes met. But a soft sigh left her lips, offering him a grim smile before she AVERTED her eyes down to where his hand was currently resting on her shoulder. Iden wasn’t sure how she should even answer his question without having him worrying over her more, especially at the FACT that she felt fine–other than the ACHE she felt in her muscles and how SORE her back felt. “Well, bloody exhausted is definitely one way to put it.” Her eyes still remained on his hand, finding comfort at his caring touch.

“Do I REALLY look that bad?” she jokingly said, trying to LIGHTENED the dreary mood up with a strained smile. “But honestly, I’m FINE.” She answered him as she grabbed his hand off from her shoulder, giving him a gentle squeeze which was quickly followed by a reassuring pat. After all, there are others on the Corvus who needs to see the medical more than the either of them–both physically and mentally. 

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Del couldn't quite make himself believe her, but he didn't argue, only gave her a soft smile.

"You just look like you should get something to eat or drink, get some rest," he said glancing down at their hands. "Just... go in the morning, will you? To medical?" He tried to smile jokingly, but it was probably more of a grimace. "I'd hate for my commanding officer to collaspe from some injury."

And really. It's not that he thinks she's lying, it's that he knows she overlooks her own needs for the needs of her crew. Quite admirable, sure, but not helpful if she passed out from blood loss after not realizing just how badly injured she was.

"I've got an idea!" Del said a moment later. "Why don't we head back to my quarters, or your's, have a drink, and try to rest? I don't think either of us want to be alone, right now."

[rpmemes-galore]

My muse has been pushing themselves too hard, forgoing sleep for days… and has just momentarily passed out because of it. Send me    ‘ I’ve got you! ‘     for my muse’s reaction to yours catching them before they hit the floor. 

[tiffsmemes]

book meme / invisible man, ralph ellison content warning for blood, guns and violence.

anything else you want to know? 

come on, let’s eat.

it’s nothing.  

now, you just sit there and take your time.

everybody has to be trouble to somebody.

and go get some rest.

i didn’t mean to startle you.

take me home.

you feel sick? 

take care of yourself. 

i’m not that tired.

okay, okay, take it easy.

can i trust you with a deep secret?

don’t let your mouth get your head in trouble.

i’ve got to get back.

will you trust me?

it made me mad and it made me scared.

start thinking with your mind and not your emotions.

but wasn’t that the human thing to do?

now be quiet.

how did you know that? 

it’s my blood, my face is bleedin’.

stand back or i’ll shoot.

back so soon?

you’re a fighter, and i like that.

it always happens the first time.

you’ll get me into trouble. 

i can use my fists!

you hit him?

no, i’ve been sick. 

break it up!

that poor, misguided son of a bitch.

look, an unarmed man was killed.

they needed this destroyer to do their work. 

you’re a nervy little fighter, son. 

i only know that he was shot down.

yes, but it was a mixed-up dream.

nowhere.

there you go getting suspicious. 

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psa

so i've been away but im back mostly sorta kinda

if you've checked my description, it now declares that i am semi-active, which means ill be replying to current rp threads/making a few new ones, but its not gonna be an everyday thing

m also gonna be doing some updating on the tags, because long ones are a royal pain to type out every time

thanks!

~ ant

[imperapristini]

infernosquadrn:

Del pushed down the initial urge to argue that she was clearly not okay, because she clearly didn’t want to talk about it. He had to trust her. He wouldn’t push, because if she wanted to talk about it, she would.

He squeezed her shoulder lightly, then took his hands off her, but stayed close.

“You should get some rest,” he admonished gently, raising an eyebrow slightly. “It’s been a long day. We can figure out our next move in the morning.” Or whatever constituted a morning on ships, but Del was used to it by now. It was almost more strange to be onworld, when the days and nights were clearly defined - usually. He’d been to planets where it was always night, like Gorse, or always bright, which was exhausting, or always twilight, which was much more managable.

But that was off topic. He didn’t want to bring up the topic of joining the Rebellion, just yet. Del would - he was usually hopeless at keeping things from Iden - but it wasn’t the right time.

The very thought of rest sounded IDEAL to Iden, something she haven’t done in what felt like an eternity and something she also desperately needed - her muscles were sore and her body was aching all over - and yet, she finds herself RESTLESS despite her body demanding otherwise. Thoughts in her head were running rampantly, weighing her down HEAVILY from today’s events. UNABLE to close her eyes even for a second WITHOUT having to be plagued with the sight of her people perishing; her father simply watching from the above, hiding away like a coward in the safety and sanctuary of his ship. Their horrified screams that would FOREVER be etched to her mind, a realization they have been betrayed by the ones they pledged their loyalty to. Oh how they FAILED them all…

“I’m NOT even sure if I could even sleep right now.” Rest was the last thing in her mind, feeling rather embarrassed to say she was almost AFRAID to sleep, but at the very least, the others - albeit, still shaken - were able to slumber peacefully without any problem in the sleeping quarter.

It was UNFORTUNATE they weren’t able to save more, she might’ve ran back if more time was given…and they weren’t being chased down the stormtroopers. It was interesting to know how quick things can CHANGE in her life. “What about you?” She finally said, taking notice that he was in a similar state of disarray she’s in; it was her turn to WORRY for him now, knowing he went through a lot as well.

She WASN’T sure what their next plan of action should be after dropping the others off in a safer location. They were now the ENEMIES of the Empire and she wasn’t so sure if the Resistance was her calling. As for HIDING? The very thought made her scoff, she was no coward. ‘Best not to think about this further…’ Her headache was beginning to worsen.

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"I understand the feeling," he said, laying a hand on her shoulder, unsure if he was trying to ground her or himself in reality. Her question threw him offguard, and Del blinked in surprise.

He hadn't thought about how he was - not really. He'd been to focused on Iden. Realizing that fact, Del was suddenly aware of his sore muscles, a throbbing pain in his side, and a pounding in his head that matching the pounding of his blood.

"Rather bloody exhausted," he admitted with a wry smile. "I -"

Whatever he was about to say next was lost when he glanced over at her and saw how pale she looked.

"Kriff, Iden, you look awful! Have you been to medical?"

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“If you want me, you can have me.”

The words made Del's mouth go suddenly dry, and he swallowed once, twice, pushing a strand of her hair back with the pad of his finger. Her room is dark, and all he can see of her is the reflection of space in her eyes, and the blue of hyperspace tracing the contours of her face.

Del still can't quite wrap his mind around her words, words that made whatever he was feeling [ it was love, always had been ] jump in his chest and grab him by the throat until he can't quite breath, but he never can seem to catch his breath when he's around her.

"If you want me, you can have me."

So he did.

He tipped forward, ever-so-slightly, and pressed his lips to hers, giving her enough space to back up, push him away, because he still can't quite believe that she's letting him do that.

[imperapristini]

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Del shifted, pressing his forehead to her shoulder. He lifted a shoulder.

“No, I just - I unloaded all my problems onto you when you just had to… betray everything you’ve worked for your entire life. Just like that.” He almost started with the the man you considered a brother tried to kill you, and your father was in charge of destroying your home, and you had to give up both of them, but… he didn’t. She didn’t need to hear that. Iden knew.

He pulled away, but left his hands on her shoulders.

“You haven’t said how you were holding up. At least I had time to contemplate treason.”

Iden was never much one to unload her soul, much less injuries, to say nothing of how she was feeling. It had caused… problems, problems like collapsing unconscious after a battle, making Del or Gideon get checked out first just to find her swaying in her feet, ashen. He just wished she didn’t feel like she couldn’t tell him. Thy were kind of stuck together now, anyways.

“I’m fine. REALLY.” If only she could CONVINCE herself that everything from there on will be all right, giving Del a strained smile. She didn’t want to make him worry over her, it wouldn’t change anything. The events from today weighed down heavily in her mind, feeling her head aching from the thoughts running through her head. It was HARD to believe that someone like herself would ever betray the Empire. But she did it, it happened–for the right reason. It HURT to know it had to come to this, knowing Vardos is a victim of the Empire’s terrible scheme. And her father gave the command, standing there…and watching.

     She NEVER thought it was possible to      even HATE him now more than before.                                                    (But deep down, Iden KNEW she                                                                could never really hate him.)

“I’m just…TIRED,” she admitted. TREASON. It was something Iden never expected either of them would ever do; the thought of it might have entertained her…or angered her in the past. How NAIVE she was back then.

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Del pushed down the initial urge to argue that she was clearly not okay, because she clearly didn't want to talk about it. He had to trust her. He wouldn't push, because if she wanted to talk about it, she would.

He squeezed her shoulder lightly, then took his hands off her, but stayed close.

"You should get some rest," he admonished gently, raising an eyebrow slightly. "It's been a long day. We can figure out our next move in the morning." Or whatever constituted a morning on ships, but Del was used to it by now. It was almost more strange to be onworld, when the days and nights were clearly defined - usually. He'd been to planets where it was always night, like Gorse, or always bright, which was exhausting, or always twilight, which was much more managable.

But that was off topic. He didn't want to bring up the topic of joining the Rebellion, just yet. Del would - he was usually hopeless at keeping things from Iden - but it wasn't the right time.

[dameronalone]

quick drabble i wrote for creative writing :D

A myriad of beings swarmed the open field that held the bazaar on Solaris. Zay tugged on the crimson scarf draped around her head to help her blend in with the locals. Solaris was one of the planets Leia had sent them. Given the desperate plight of the Resistance, to relocate and regroup. Zay, Dio, and Shriv had to work fast. The ID-10 droid hovered closely at her shoulder, and warbled out some information. Shriv was working his way towards the center of the bazaar to meet her there, assuming neither of them found anything important.

“Yeah, I know, Dio. Just keep an eye out. We gotta stay sharp.”

If her parents taught her anything, it was always stay alert, especially in an unfamiliar place. Zay fingered the hem of her father’s jacket, and felt the strap of her mother’s A280 digging into her shoulder. She barely had anything left from them. She didn’t even have the Corvus - her home. As she walked, her thoughts wandered to the fact that she should probably make an investment in a ship of her own. She need access to her parents’ accounts. Thankfully, they were based on Coruscant, not - Zay shuddered - Hosnian Prime. If she and Shriv were going to keep doing jobs for the Resistance, they were going to need a replacement for the Corvus.

A replacement.

The words left a bitter taste in Zay’s mouth, and not for the first time was she filled with a surge of rage towards the First Order, and by association - or perhaps, lineage - the Empire. That was why she was doing recon for Leia, instead of flying with the squadrons, or fighting with the ground forces: for her parents. This was the kind of thing they did: recon, and intelligence, and once they had that, then they alone went in. It was their job in both the Empire and the Rebellion, and if Zay wanted one thing, it would be follow in her parents footsteps. Probably without the betraying the original side thing - that would be ideal.

A flash of blue caught her eye, standing out in the sea of yellows, oranges, and reds, and dragged her out of her thoughts.

Shriv.

The Duros caught her eye, then flashed a series of letters at chest height. Keep watch. Keshian. 10 o’ clock. Resh, senth, besh, aurek. Zay found the Keshian - dressed in the red and gold robe of the Solaris Apostles. Got it.

She flashed back: Cresh. Senth, dorn, herf.

Shriv followed the Keshian out of the bazaar and into a two-story building made of flint. Zay snuck around to the postern door.

“Dio, scan please.”

A quick scan revealed three being on the upper level, and two on the ground floor, not counting Shriv and his contact. Zay gripped her rifle - she could see why her mother favored it, and it made a pretty good sniper as well. Carrying around a sniper all the time was too conspicuous, and too long-rang for a close fight. The A280 worked just fine.

Zay glanced around the road, and couldn’t quite stifle a “Karabast!”

The white armor of stormtroopers was glaringly obvious, and their presence didn’t bode well, for either Zay and Shriv - because the possibility of their contacts selling them out was too large - or the group contained in the flint building.

This was not going to end well.

[the-composer]

❤ ▬▬ emotional starters to kick you in the feelings.

“What am I to you?” “If you could be with me, would you?” “Do you still think about (___)?” ”Do you want to be something more?” “I need to tell you how I feel.” “I miss how we used to be.” “Is it okay to say that I’m jealous?” “I’m so sorry I’m jealous… It’s such an ugly feeling.” ”I can’t help the way I feel.” ”They all want you, but they don’t even know you.” ”Is it okay to want you for myself?” “You’re mine. I don’t want to share.” “I want to be the only one for you.” “It’s you. You’re it. You’re the one I want.” “If you want me, you can have me.” “You can have others, but I will be your priority.” “Let’s talk about what you want.” “Let’s talk about what I want.” “I’ll wait for you. I’ll wait until you’re ready.” “You’re my friend. You didn’t know that?” ”I don’t think I know how to love…” ”Can I trust you?” “I forgive you.” “I only play around because I don’t have you.” “Name it. I’d give it up for you.” “You play so hard to get. Will I ever catch you?” “How can I get you to like me?” “Is there some secret to winning your love?” “Are you available?” “Are you afraid of commitment?” “If I agreed to be exclusive with you, would you do the same?” “Do you feel anything?” ”Why are you pushing me away?” ”The instant you start to feel something, you turn tail and run.” ”He/she/they love you, you know…” ”Don’t. I’m not good for you. Don’t even think about falling for me.” ”I will hurt you. That’s just a fact.” “You’re so wild that I want to be the one to tame you.” ”If you love them, then I want to as well.” “Your heart is safe with me.” ”You’re the type who wants to have your cake and eat it, too.” ”You’ve got me wrapped around your finger.” ”I’ve missed you so much.” ”Your happiness comes before mine.” ”I don’t mind sharing, as long as I’m with you.” “I am so sorry for hurting you.” “Can we start over?”

[hopegave]

look eat all the porgs you want those things weird me out.... i think its the giant black eyes....

‘’ True. Yet all of my kids find them cute….that’s amazing. ‘’

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🎵porg salad, yummy yummy🎵

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infernosquadrn:

Iden laughed at their scuffling and made her way over to them. Zay was sharp, and she always seemed to notice when Iden was hanging back. Sometimes she just liked watching the people she loved. She leaned to kiss Del’s cheek before picking up a sandwich and made a considering face.

“Zay might be on to something. We could make the Corvus a restaurant,” she said with a grin, bumping Del’s hip with hers. He smiled, but shook his head.

“Maybe,” he said, the same thing he always said, because as nice as that sounded, well, he had to much work to do.

“Yeah, Dio can watch. They could probably learn from you,” Iden joked, earning an indignant burble from the droid hovering nearby.

It was a little ironic that for all her wanting to be independent and show how grown up she was, Zay always wanted her family nearby, never wanted to leave them behind. She grinned as her mom approached and interacted with her dad, taking another bite of her sandwich before nodding as he mom agreed with her. ❝ See, sometimes I have good ideas, ❞ Zay pointed out, but knew her dad was just humouring them as always.

Laughing at Dio’s response, she leaned in to whisper to them. ❝ Don’t worry Dio, we’ll get her back for that, ❞ Zay promised before clapping excitedly and interacting with the console. ❝ Let’s do this! ❞ With that, what remained of her sandwich was forgotten as she started on the decryption. ❝ If there’s one thing they’re good at, it’s encryption, ❞ Zay muttered as she worked, but that was a given considering the technology they had.

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Iden pressed her lips together in a smile, and leaned against Del, wrapping an arm around his waist, and watched Zay work. Iden had never had a knack for computers and droids and things. That was why she had Del and Dio. Zay had always liked those things since she was old enough to hang on Del's side and watch him work intently. It was cute, still was really.

"You always have good ideas," Del said softly, and glanced at Iden eith a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "You don't get that from your mother, that's for sure."

Iden's mouth dropped open in mock-indignation and jabbed a finger in his side playfully.

"Come on, half your ideas ended with explosions and someone getting injured."

Iden rolled her eyes. While that was true, she didn't appreciate his betrayal.

"You could lighten up in front of our kid, you know. She doesn't need to know about my mishaps," Iden said with a grin, then shushed him. "Let her work."

[imperapristini]

infernosquadrn:

Del didn’t realize he was holding his breath until a hiss of air escaped from between his lips when Iden brushed her fingers against his hair. He also was almost expecting her to tell him “no, absolutely not.” Her words took him by surprise.

Still, he didn’t hesitant, and leaned closer, wrapping loose arms around her shoulder and pressing his nose to the side of her head.

Yep. Getting hugged by Iden was about as great as he thought it’d might be. Still, he felt a little bit like a jerk. She had just gone through a lot, her best friend turning on her, her Empire destroying her home, her father… well, he knew she had always put all of her faith in her father. This would be tough.

“Hey, I’m… I’m sorry.” The offered words felt weak to his own ears, kind but of no value.

For a moment, Iden was tensed in his arms before she slowly began to relax and found herself enjoying being in his hold more than she expected. She closed and her eyes and returned his hug, the both of them letting go and allowing themselves to be VULNERABLE. After what they both been through, this was something they both needed right now. The very thought of it almost hurt, knowing all too well she couldn’t do much to put a stop to her father’s deplorable plan and how she was UNABLE to save more people from their doom.

TRULY, it has indeed been a long day. She silently continued to SAVOR the intimate moment before she could think up of another plan. For now, she could only wonder why she never took notice how strong he actually felt until now when their bodies are closely pressed up against each other. “What are you SORRY for? Is there something else you need to tell me?” She asked. 

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Del shifted, pressing his forehead to her shoulder. He lifted a shoulder.

"No, I just - I unloaded all my problems onto you when you just had to... betray everything you've worked for your entire life. Just like that." He almost started with the the man you considered a brother tried to kill you, and your father was in charge of destroying your home, and you had to give up both of them, but... he didn't. She didn't need to hear that. Iden knew.

He pulled away, but left his hands on her shoulders.

"You haven't said how you were holding up. At least I had time to contemplate treason."

Iden was never much one to unload her soul, much less injuries, to say nothing of how she was feeling. It had caused... problems, problems like collapsing unconscious after a battle, making Del or Gideon get checked out first just to find her swaying in her feet, ashen. He just wished she didn't feel like she couldn't tell him. Thy were kind of stuck together now, anyways.

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"A patrol..." Del nodded, and touched his hand briefly to his side. His fingers came away sticky. Shit. "I wouldn't know... I was just a trooper at first, Scarif, Mygeeto, Lothal," he counted off the list of planets he'd been assigned, like he always did, trying to keep consciousness. "How far out fron base are we?"

This was not going to end well if he passed out on this kid. Poe was shorter than him, and no matter how strong he was, it'd be a struggle to haul Del's ass back to the base.

[emporxrshand-deactivated2022060]

Open RP

Mara had met up with the Resistance after they had left Crait. Having felt Luke’s passing, she knew the Resistance would need all the help they can get. Walking up, the Resistance soldiers had their blasters aimed at her. Holding her arms up, Mara got on her knees, showing she wasn’t a threat.

“My name is Mara Jade Skywalker, I’m here to speak with your leaders.”

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Iden moved slowly to the front of the group, moving between soldiers, A280 held securely in her hands. Mara…

“Mara Jade Skywalker,” Iden said slowly, then her face split into a smile. “It has been too long.” 

She held a hand to help her old friend up. Considering the work they used to do in teh Empire, she and Mara had run into each other a few times, and their friendship only deepened when they left teh Empire.

“Come on, we have a lot to talk about.”

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As soon as Mara saw her, a slow smile broke across her lips. “Iden Versio,” taking her offered hand, Mara stood, looking at her she put a hand on Iden’s shoulder. “It has been far too long my friend.”

Iden and Mara had a lot in common, so when she ultimately defected, the two had grown very close. Once up right with her bag, Mara nodded. “We do, I will follow your lead.”

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Iden shouldered her blaster, and threw a thumb over her shoulder.

"Let's head back to base and get you debriefed. I'm sure you've heard what happened on Crait..." Iden trailed off, really hoping she had. It still made her angry that she hadn't been allowed to go. They should have been there. "Leia's on her way with the rest of her faction."

Iden regretted not looking into the First Order, turning a blind eye when Shriv, Leia, were both out there putting their lives at risk to discover the truth.

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aayyyyy people im back

will be working on getting my replies caught up <3

[hopegave]

@infernosquadrn

‘‘ —Del Meeko? ‘‘

He asked, a smile forming on his lips as he recognized the man he’d met on Pillio. Luke knew he would have made the right choice, he’d felt the good in him, in his heart. Even if—it was STILL a surprise to see him here.But luke was glad nonetheless. 

‘‘  Our paths have crossed once again. ‘’

He chuckled.

‘’ This is a surprise for sure, but I’m glad you have found a place in the rebellion.  ’‘

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Del froze in his tracks towards the hangar, and turned to face the younger man, a smile forming on his face.

"Luke Skywalker?"

He lingered in place for a moment, then moved closer so he could talk without shouting.

"Yes, I was... surprised. The Rebellion's been good to us, better than the Empire ever was." He laughed once. "I will be honest, I wasn't expecting to see you. I thought you off doing, you know, Jedi stuff."

[infernosquadrn-blog]

so i might as well make my hiatus official. My great grandmother died this weekend so i havent really been in the mood to rp. My apologizes. The funeral is wednesday. I'll start catchin up on replies on friday the 16