Indomitable.

Star Wars original character. Based on the pre-Disney expanded universe. Movie verses are available; all are welcome!

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This blog is undergoing yet another overhaul. 

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FC Change

                                                  Eva Green → Milla Jovovich

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altrxisme:

Jackson blinked in slight surprise to her words and was about to correct her  in that he wasn’t of Mando descent. The language was simply one that he’s  heard it often when a few friends of his late father visited them in Corellia  back when he was little and picked up more of it during his time after resigning  from the Senate Guard. Some of the older Mandalorian mercenaries that he’s worked with acknowledged his respect for their culture, which gave him more  of associates and intel from Mandalore compared to most informants. 

Unfortunately, the young man wasn’t able to clear that up with the mercenary  once the man he was looking for walked up to them. Perhaps after this… 

Frost blue eyes quietly watched the exchange between the two, just a touch  from blending in the crowd despite how close he was to them had it not been for his droid companion beside him. It became clear to Jackson how the woman was seen by the man and he couldn’t help but furrow his brows once  the contents of the chip was said out loud. 

        “ Wait, let me get this straight… They had ya doin’             that? Son of a Sith, that’s somethin’ I could’ve             done with my eyes closed. Do we really need            Mando mercenaries for small jobs like this? ” 

With a click of his tongue, he shook his head and handed the man his own chip of data. Although it’s possible that General Organa may have issued such a  command, especially with how the meticulous the First Order was, he doubted  that this would be how she handled things. Which meant that someone just a rank or two lower than her would’ve taken care of matters. 

         “ Do we really have the funds ta have professionals              muck about with work like this? I don’t think the              General would approve of such activity. ” 

The informant was typically cordial and courteous, the perfect example of how  a soldier should be had he not resigned; so the not-so subtle bite that came with his words was somewhat shocking to the man who now carried two data chips.  It was quite obvious that the man was offended with Jackson’s words, but with  how long the young man has worked with them successfully he only managed  a grumble and a stiff thanks before he turned on his heel. 

            “ … I didn’t even get a chance ta say what I had in mine.                Wonder how that’ll turn out if it goes ta the wrong person. ”

     It is immediately clear that her escort is as appalled as she is with the      ridiculous errand they’d sent her on .   Why waste money on a Mando      mercenary just to send them on petty information gathers that anyone      else in the  Resistance  could do ?  Absolutely  ridiculous .  But if they      were content to waste their money on her then Xetiash would stomach      the ridiculous jobs.   It was about as close to a  vacation as she’d ever      had in her life .   Not even going home for a  ‘break’  involved so much      listlessness.  At least there she trained and spent time with her people.      There were things to do, whereas this may as well have been nap time      to her.

     Whoever Jackson is beyond an  informant  is unknown to her ,  but his      quip seems to  surprise  the man  who’s  taken their  data  chips .  The      young man had been  exceedingly  polite and friendly ,  not something      frequently experienced by the  assassin .  It isn’t necessarily surprising      to find that his  behavior  was in fact his  genuine  personality .  One of      those  golden  children full of  hope  and a drive to enact change in the      galaxy .   Admirable, if not often doomed to their fate .  Then again, the      Rebels  had  squashed  the  Empire--it  wasn’t  unimaginable  that  the      Resistance would now rebut the First Order.

     People had a  funny  way of turning out their  best when things were at      their worst.

     Watching the man’s back as he walks off with their  data chips Xetiash      smirks to  herself beneath her  helmet, shaking her head slowly as she      notes the slightly  faster  pace  at which the man is walking.  Definitely      spooked. Turning her head to face Jackson she sets her hands on her      hips and surveys the area around them.

       " It doesn’t appear that anyone overheard you.          Or, if they did, they’re being very surreptitious          about it.  I think you  should be  safe  enough.          You don’t seem the  type  to receive backlash          over something so small.                                 ”

     Her gaze finally settles back on  Jackson  and she nods in the direction      that the man had disappeared.

       " I, on the other hand, am no doubt going to be          complained about. Again. Maybe if I scare the          next one enough they’ll give me something to          do. Or terminate my contract. Whichever.        ”

     With nothing  left to do now, and no  forthcoming  orders,  Xetiash finds      herself stranded. She could always leave for a while and wait elsewhere,      but knowing the  Resistance  they’d call  her in the  moment  she landed      somewhere interesting.

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In Memory of Carrie Fisher: Princess Leia Roleplaying Sentence Starters

"Why, you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking, Nerf-herder!"

" Captain, being held by you isn't quite enough to get me excited."

" I'd just as soon kiss a Wookiee."

"I don't know where you get your delusions, laser brain."

"Well, I guess you don't know everything about women yet."

"I hope you know what you're doing."

"You don't have to do this to impress me."

"Would it help if I got out and pushed?"

"I happen to like nice men."

" Stop that. My hands are dirty."

" I am not a committee!"

" I thought you knew this person."

" I have a bad feeling about this."

" We're going to get pulverized if we stay out here much longer."

"Some day you're gonna be wrong, I just hope I'm there to see it."

"You certainly have a way with people..."

"I don't know who you are or where you came from, but from now on you'll do as I tell you, okay?"

"Someone has to save our skins. Into the garbage chute, fly boy."

"I recognized your foul stench when I was brought on board."

"Aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?"

" It's a wonder you're still alive."

"Will someone get this big walking carpet out of my way?"

"You came in that thing? You're braver than I thought."

"You needn't worry about your reward. If money is all that you love, then that's what you'll receive."

"Your friend is quite the mercenary. I wonder if he really cares about anything. Or anybody."

"They let us go. It was the only reason for the ease of our escape."

"I knew there was more to you than money.

"Put that thing away, you're gonna get us all killed!"

"Looks like you've managed to cut off our only escape route."

"This is some rescue! You came in here, but didn't you have a plan for getting out?"

"You're a jittery little thing, aren't you?"

"Who have they found to pull that off?"

"You know, no matter how much we fought I've always hated watching you leave.

"You think I want to forget him? I want him back."

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://PSA

This blog is going to be under some heavy construction while I figure out a new theme and get my verses together.

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Since ‘Rogue One’ came out the fandom is suddenly alive again, which means it’s time go pop up here again, reformat some stuff, and try to get this blog started.

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://starter call

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   “ They use the term ‘safe for humans’ rather       loosely  at  this  bar .   I  wouldn’t  suggest       drinking   that    if   you   value   your   life . ”

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The young man gave the other a shrug as they continue to pass by the others  and entered the main base itself, ducking his head from getting hit by a vine.  He knew that there were some people on base that didn’t trust him as much  despite his work with the Senate. The informant didn’t take it to heart though since aside from intel gathering, he moonlighted as a mercenary as well. People like that typically went hand-in-hand with criminals after all, but there were some individuals that vouched for him when he first volunteered for the  Resistance. 

As much as he hated to admit it, Jackson had become so accustomed to  wearing his own helmet through the years that he felt a little vulnerable with it off. He knew for a fact that he could count on the folks on base, that he could  trust them, but after three years of working with various crime syndicates and  gangs, it had become close to second nature to doubt those he worked with.  Ever the optimist though, he kept the notion of believing in the best of everyone.  It’s quite surprising to him how long he’s lasted while retaining it. 

     “ Really now? That’s definitely insultin’ ta someone          of your caliber. They could’ve sent me instead, I’ve          been hopin’ ta catch an easy assignment for a while.          Perhaps we can trade? I’m sure you’ll find it more          satisfyin’ with the ones I’ve got on my plate. ” 

He gave the other a sympathetic smile as he understood what may have been  going through her mind. The sight of authentic beskar slowly began to take to  take his attention away though, the young man always ever-so curious at every  moment. Unlike earlier though, he also listened to what the other was saying. 

    “ Ni ceta. At least    On their behalf, I mean. I hope         they give ya a more worthy objective this time         around. I know I’d probably ask the same thing of         them. My family’s work with the New Republic may         have been what’ve saved me from goin’ through the         same trouble as ya. There’s a couple head info-        brokers around here and I can direct ya to the              Ah, hold on. I think I’ve found our guy. “

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     “ A trade would be most welcome . Maybe they        won’t notice if we swap places and bring back        one another’s intel .  What does it really matter,        anyway ?   They’ll  still  have  their  information. ”

   Xetiash isn’t exactly unaccustomed to being distrusted. Nobody liked to    really place their  trust  in a mercenary ,  no matter their  record or ability.    People just  used  them  for the  dirty  work  and tossed them aside  the    moment they  ceased  to  be  useful .  She’d known plenty of  spineless,    sniveling mercenaries who were happy to sell off information about their    jobs  to the  people  on  the  other  end  of their  gun ,  to twist around a    situation for their  own  benefit  no matter who had  hired  them .  It was    disgusting      .           No    sense of     honor     or    self respect    at all.

                    Ni ceta.

   The phrase has her attention instantly. It isn’t every day that she crossed    someone who  spoke  Mando’a .   Especially  someone not  wearing the    traditional  armor  of Mandalore .  What  was  he  doing  walking  around    without his beskar’gam ?  His buy’se ?  There wasn’t even an aliik on his    clothing    .      Just  the  sigil  of  the     Resistance     .            Shocking .

     “ Wayii... I  am  surprised  to  find  one  who speaks        Mando’a here. And yet you seem to have forsaken        yourself.  No beskar’gam ,  no buy’se...not even an        aliik on your  clothes  to remind them who you are.        The last time I saw someone who had abandoned        our  culture  things  were not  going  well for them. ”

   There is no threat to her voice, just surprise and a calm tone of recollection.    Apparently the  man had  forsaken  his clan and taken a  job against one of    his own clan members .  They had heard of the  treason,  of course .  Three    Mandalorian mercenaries against one man who had left behind his armor...    well      ,               it              had          been           swift        and        bloody.

   When they pause ,  the young man  exclaiming that he’d found the guy that    she could pass her information along to ,  she’s back to business.  The tone    of  reminiscing  is  gone  in an  instant  as he  walks over to her .  Though he    speaks to her as though she was anyone else ,  she can see the  mix of fear    and disrespect in his eyes .  If he was stupid and it had been on his face the    fear  would  still  be  there ,  but matched with a  sneer  on his lips .  Nobody    trusted                                          a                                      mercenary          .

   She retrieves a chip from one of her pouches, handing it over without a word.    When the man takes it ,  apparently waiting for some sort of explanation, she    nearly                              rolls                               her                              eyes   .

     " The report I was asked to prepare .  Information from        Chandrila regarding Senate activities and the feelings        of               the                 general              population  . ” 

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rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know better. tagged by: @ofwineandwomen

relationship status: single AF, the story of my life pets: a dog named Bella wake up time: Usually ~7 cats or dogs: I like them both, and I’m terribly allergic to both! Yay! coke or pepsi: Coke text or call: Texting. Unless it’s my best friend, cause he likes talking on the phone. Oldster. chapstick or lipstick: I love lipstick, but I forget to wear it, and my lips are so jacked from being dry that I live my life attached to my chapstick.

tagging: @jacksxnfrost and you! Because I don’t know anyone on this account and they all intimidate me. Woo!

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The informant thought over her words and expressed his agreement with a slow nod of his head. No matter what kind of conflict there was, a loss of  life would always follow. Whether it was immediate or within time, there was  no denying the severity of what was happening around them. He hoped that  the New Republic Council and their remaining Senators would catch on to  that and assist the Resistance against the First Order. 

Then again, as he’s realized during his time working with the Senate as a  Guard, there were those who sympathized with the descendants of the exiled. Much to his dislike, he could see why they did. Jackson himself didn’t share  the ideals of the Empire but their technological advancements and sense  of organization was something the entire galaxy could benefit from. He’s seen  how disorganized the Senate itself was and, perhaps it was just that his father  had ingrained that sense of order, wasn’t as secure as many believed it to be. 

Corruption was still present, discrimination between species and planets were  still treated as fact, and there were those that took advantage of the then  developing system of government. It was disgusting and uncivilized at most in his eyes. 

But his opinion didn’t matter at the moment. What mattered now was ridding the  galaxy of those who wish to cause mass destruction, to allow his family to live in  peace for as long as possible. No more of his paternal grandparents having to travel often to remain off the Knights of Ren’s radar, no more of his maternal grandparents having to deal with the corrupt, and no more of mother worrying about her other  children living in a world where there was WAR right at their front door. 

                  “Caraya’s soul, I can’t help but take slight offense                      ta that, ma’am. That’s what I’ve been doin’ for a                      livin’ for the past few years or so. But yeah, you’ve                     done more active work than simple intel extraction.                      Which does bring us ta the question as ta why exactly                      you’re stuck with it…” 

It certainly was a curious move on the General’s behalf. Then again, they were  still a fairly new faction, albeit a military one. Specialization and organization  should’ve been at the very top of their list, but he knew that it was rather difficult  to accomplish what with some of those in the Senate who looked at them as  warmongers. 

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   In the back of her mind  Xetiash counts soldiers they pass , tucks away    anything she overhears that sounds interesting, picks out familiar faces    in the crowds . The perks of having her face covered certainly included    the  ability  to  look   around   while  in   conversation   without   looking    completely suspect and rude .  Not that being rude was something she    was particularly concerned with. Not here anyway .  There were always    plenty of other jobs around .  One steady  contract with mind  numbing    work  didn’t  stand a chance  against a  universe  full  of  contracts and    adventures . Not even one that claimed to be helping the greater good.

   When her guide responds, revealing that he is, at the very least , one of    the spies working  for the  Resistance , Xetiash’s eyebrows lift . Already    she’s  putting  two  and  two  together , finding  reasons  behind all this    stupid half assed cloak and dagger. Putting someone like her on a tight    leash for a  test wasn’t  something that  usually ended well, but at least    she  understood  why the  stupid  assignments  kept  coming  her  way.

     “ I’m well  aware that  gathering information is        no  straightforward  task .  But I highly doubt        you’re being assigned to pick up information        that   amounts  to   tidbits  of   gossip  easily        obtained    by    sitting    in    a    market and         eavesdropping                                              . ”

   Gloved hands slide over her hips ,  the woman silently  going over the    familiar     weapons     and      items      attached     to     her    armor  .

     “ Although  it  does  make   sense .  Certainly        there are spymasters here . I’m an unknown        variable .  Loyal  while I’m getting  paid, but        that doesn’t  mean I’m doing the  best job I        can. A test, it seems. Getting me to pick up        information  that  they   already   know  and        cross-referencing  it  to  make  sure I’m not        leaving bits out. Maybe now they’ll give me        something  worth   my    time  .  Or maybe I        should  track   down   their    spymaster . . .        information  broker . . . whoever they  have. ”

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five-word sentences.

“ please just let me forget. ”

“ c'mon try to guess what. ”

“ just leave me alone already. ”

“ no, i’m not going to. ”

“ you can’t change my mind. ”

“ my mind is made up. ”

“ i’m not gonna let you. ”

“ don’t do that to me. ”

“ think about what you’re doing. ”

“ why aren’t you listening now? ”

“ i want to sleep forever. ”

“ you need to leave now. ”

“ i’ll always have your back. ”

“ now there’s no going back. ”

“ the view really is spectacular. ”

“ i didn’t think you’d care. ”

“ why can’t you trust me? ”

“ don’t even bother with clothes. ”

“ i don’t love you anymore. ”

“ i am a great person. ”

“ you are a tolerable drunk. ”

“ exactly, why are you awake? ”

“ i’m gonna ignore you now. ”

“ how is that not hilarious? ”

“ please just calm down now. ” 

“ i was already calm, asshole. ”

“ i can see your underwear. ”

“ i’m afraid you’ll replace me. ”

“ please stop losing your temper. ”

“ you can cry if needed. ”

“ you have to run away. ”

“ i just wanna be yours. ”

“ ashes, we all fall down. ”

“ i’m hoping you’ll understand me. ”

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sassyarcherboy:

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Baron had the glass at his lips tipped up ready to drink but when he heard her warning he slowly replaced it back on the bar. “Give me something that’s safe without any warnings on it then if you would, please.” Baron said.

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     “ Excuse me? ”

   The young woman’s eyes  slide over to the    bartender who is barely stifling his laughter.

     “ You might want  to direct that        order to the bartender, not me. "

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    “ They use the term ‘safe for humans’ rather        loosely  at  this  bar .   I  wouldn’t  suggest        drinking   that    if   you   value   your   life . ”

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    “ They use the term ‘safe for humans’ rather        loosely  at  this  bar .   I  wouldn’t  suggest        drinking   that    if   you   value   your   life . ”