STARGAZER

independent & selective original star wars legends character. created and loved by gabi.  

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I HAVE MOVED. 

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I HAVE MOVED. 

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     ❝ the esteemed queen mother has been expecting you. ❞      HER WORDS ARE CURT, they give him the exact amount of respect that he has earned. no more, no less.  vittoria moretti did not like jacen solo, and she was well aware that the feeling was mutual.  they had never been able to get along well.  jacen solo was someone who was a threat to the queen mother, even if she couldn’t see it.

  he was a jedi, and as she was as well, the two of them spending time together was far too incendiary.  every time he visited the assassination attempts would increase afterwards.  the war hadn’t done much to improve how hapan citizens or the hapan elite felt about the jedi.  they were still loathed and while vittoria considered herself eerophan, her position meant that she had to protect the queen.  the jedi were bad news no matter which way she looked at it.  jacen in particular was a problem because of the strong bond that they had.      ❝ you will be in your usual quarters. ❞   

  clad in the appropriate red leathers, vittoria towered over the jedi which was something that pleased her greatly.  she may have the force ability of the small gnat but at least her height was something she could laud over the other.      ❝ the ereneda is in meetings for the rest of the day due to the war you have involved us in.  she will be with you when she can be. ❞           // @caeidus​

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What have I done?

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     ❝ you don’t get to stop me. ❞       anger is rolling off her in waves, it’s uncommon for her to lose her temper. eeropha was a touchy subject.  after the end of the war, she had thrown herself into it’s rebuilding.  similar to after the imperial war, it had to rebrand itself. the rebranding had come in the form of the holovid industry.  from old republic dramas to the latest reality program, eeropha was teeming with people who wanted fame and fortune. the side effect of that was a burgeoning partying industry, with all the hottest holovid and music stars being seen there.  when the seventh ‘days of the old republic’ actor had been found dead the errophan council had called in the jedi.  beings getting cut clean in half or fried wasn’t exactly normal.

  it was far beyond the police's purview, however the murders were only part of the problem.  they were making things as impossible as they could, blocking them at every path.   some, like unit in particular had apparently thrived during the occupation and they didn’t like that it had ended.  she refused to let another being die and their planet fall into ruin because corrupt officials felt like they had been stiffed.  she remembered all the stories her father had told her, their planet couldn’t afford another collapse.

 her body stiffens as she glares down at jacen, especially his hands that had taken her second pair.     ❝ eeropha is my planet, you were asked here because of the murders, not to interfere in local politics. these are the only industries we have. we may not survive the second time.  you are to focus on the ackley nest. ❞     the words are cold, so unlike anything that had fallen from her lips before.   it was undeserved, they were children still.  she would most likely apologize for it later.  her anger came from fear.  if she failed, she didn’t know what the point of her existence would be.       ❝ is that understood ? ❞

    @caeidus​ said:  ❝ fight : my muse stops your muse from        getting into a physical fight with someone else.❞                            ask prompt.

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  HE WAS GOING TO SURVIVE, but that doesn’t stop her from fretting.  she knows how much tenel ka cares for him  ( how she’s become fond of him as well, not that she would admit it ---- he reminded her of anakin ) which is why she’s put in the position to help him with his wounds and keep an eye on him until it was deemed unnecessary.  once the queen’s personal doctor had left, having removed the worst of the shrapnel, vittoria had been quick to take over, having hovered in the corner the entire time.  just in case.

  anti jedi sentiment was still rife  ( on the rise to make things more difficult ) and one could never be too careful when it came to the queen mothers’ associates.       ❝ i’m not sure how conscious you are yet, but you will be fine.  i’m not leaving your side, you’re going to have to get used to having two shadows now. ❞

  fingers twitch and she’s tempted to move the hair out of his eyes, but it’s not her place.  she’s not family.  instead she focuses on putting the bacta patches where it had been noted to be needed.  thankfully most of the shrapnel wasn’t too deep.  it most likely wasn’t going to scar. shrapnel was never an enjoyable experience, vittoria knew from a previous attempt on her life, not that she ever really spoke of it.  she’s gentle, though efficient in her work maintaining a silence --- she could hear him breathe then.  he was still alive and that was what mattered.  her tone becomes stern, almost annoyed.  she’s shown her kindness, though there was a hint of worry still lingering there.

       ❝  you were attacked.  you have to be careful here.  they hate jedi. that could have killed you if you hadn’t reacted sooner. ❞

    @heirite said:  ❝ wound : my  muse patches and bandages              a wound your  muse  has gotten. ❞                            ask prompt.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐘 .  chipped nail polish.  glitter highlight.  tall trees with smooth bark.  tangled hair.  the taste of cinnamon sugar.  talking too loud and too fast.  overgrown flowers in your hair.  crumbling buildings reclaimed by nature.  flirting.  walking home at three am with no coat.  platonic hand holding.  blowing smoke out of your nose.  dragonfly wings. chaotic good. freckles.  fairy rings.  secret meetings.  gender nonconformity.  leather.  smudged eyeliner. forbidden fruit.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 .  computer errors.  a shiver down your spine.  haunting beauty.  hard liquor.  crowns of thorns.  shadowed alleyways. decaying plant matter.  shattered mirrors and broken glass.  corrupted memories.  stopped clocks. the scent of stale cigarettes. tattered black hoodies.  walking your friends home.  the crescent moon.  the sea. a graveyard on a foggy day.  cold rings on cold fingers.  absolution.  looking out of the window of an airplane.  soft kisses.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 .  graffiti.  pretending to know what you’re doing.  worn paperback books.  growing up too fast.  parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.  lace and combat boots.  moth wings.  candles on every surface.  a weathered deck of cards.  turning the music up.  fireflies in jars.  calloused fingers. drawing on your skin.  sunlight filtering through clouds.  petrichor.  a dying rose in a jar.  wearing a crystal pendant.  illusions of spells.  black cats.  mint gum.  chapped lips.  dirt under your fingernails.  the cycle of life and death.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 .  murders of crows.  frostbitten leaves.  wolves howling at midnight.  knocking on your door.  leaving food out for stray animals.  the twang of an acoustic guitar. honey.  tiny red buds on trees.  claw marks on the walls.  golden eyes.  slightly too long stubble.  knitted fingerless gloves.  sleeping on the forest floor.  always find your way back home.

tagged by @caeidus​

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Somewhere in Time (1980) Directed by Jeannot Szwarc

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Perverse instantiation: the implementation of a benign final goal through deleterious methods unforeseen by a human programmer.