fee

zarafet.   agent zed.   fee solvi. for galacticshq.

[nightsfirst]

ASLIHAN MALBORA  //  have you met ZARAFET “FEE SOLVI” yet?  SHE/THEY is now TWENTY-EIGHT years old DEMIWOMAN HALF-DATHOMIRIAN NIGHTSISTER, originally from DATHOMIR but typically reside on THE REDACTOR ONDERON.  after everything they've gone through, she shows loyalty to THE FIRST ORDER THE RESISTANCE.  they are best known for being a SPY MEDIC & THERAPIST, & i hear they’re grown pretty INTUITIVE yet also MANIPULATIVE at times; i hope she survives the galactic war. (APRIL)

L O A D I N G : // …  8ABY : MONTH TWO … //

zarafet attended the hapes consortium, spending the majority of the evening in the privacy of the hidden first order base. when all hell broke lose, they assisted with creating a distraction for armitage hux and obi-wan kenobi ( unknown to the latter ) and witnessed a rather gruesome occurrence for her coworker.

taking advantage of her cover. she ensured that she had a safe ride off the planet with the assistance of poe dameron. 

her path crossed with the old and new traitor finn, deciding to ensure that she can make him absolutely trust her, rather than killing him outright. 

zarafet continued to grow close with jyn erso and senator tevus danohi to see what she can get either one of them to spill.

when comms went down across the galaxy, they informed their resistance friends that they were briefly returning to dathomir to see if it had been affected by the vong’s attack. in reality, they made their way back to the empire / first order to help assess how to best continue forward.

original intro.

[nightsfirst]

threeofsabers​   //   third sister. 

“Not so many that are like us, no?”  Third Sister gave the nightsister a knowing smile — the Empire had always been dominated by humans, and it seemed that the First Order would be no different. She lowered her voice and took a step forward into Zarafet’s space.  “Fewer still who do not retreat from an Inquisitor.”

Third’s red and yellow gaze locked onto the nightsister’s as she gauged their reaction. Then they stepped back just far enough for a sardonic curtsy.  “Third Sister. Though I’ve no doubt you already know that. Tell me, dear, which of your superiors has sent you scurrying to spy on me? The Grand Admiral, perhaps? Or that vexatious little red-headed pet of hers?”

their head gave an innocent tilt at the remark about them having some kind of shared quality, as though zarafet was ready to play dumb. their differences from the primarily human-centric empire were less noticeable than third sister’s. “we’re on the same side, are we not? we should have nothing to fear from each other.” there was no telling if that was true, but it at least sounded appropriate.

third sister’s paranoia was more than fair, all things considered. these were... interesting times for all of them. “no one has sent me to spy on you. it seems like it would have been rather foolish if they had, since you’re so apt to suspect such a thing, after all.”

[nightsfirst]

jedisensitive​   //   rey.

“it’s still flattery.” rey smiled and looked down, nudging fee slightly with her shoulder. she loved how easy it was to talk to fee – and fee seemed so natural with her. no expectations or predispositions. “but thank you.” that little smile fell as fee gently touched her hair. for a moment she turned her cheek into the touch, grateful for the show of affection, grateful for the feeling of someone else’s skin on hers – but she turned away. “i’m not that important,” she said, all too aware of the stubbornness in her voice. “not like they keep saying i am. the jedi aren’t extinct anymore. instead of bringing down the first order i just paved the path for its new leader. i’m not a hero, i’m just…” she sighed. just me, she wanted to say, but it sounded stupid. she looked up at them again, eyebrows creased, determined. “but i can fight. the fact that they’re not welcoming is all the more reason for me to go with you. it would be reckless to go alone.” it was a losing battle, she knew, even as she argued. fee had a way of making everything make sense. “please. once you go, while the holonet is down… if i’m there, i can make sure you’re safe. i’m strong enough to do that at least.”

the stubbornness that came from rey was of no surprise, of course, but fee could be stubborn too –– always careful to be endearing with it, to ensure that all of her edges seem to be soft and squishy, although they were still there nonetheless. lips pressed together, bottom assuming the slightest pout. they were far from above such a thing, after all. “you’re still important, rey. none of that really changes it,” fee insisted. unfortunately, it was the truth, no matter the role that they might have been playing at any given time. it had been her initial motivation for getting nice and close to her. either way, there was no way that rey could come with here, particularly given that they did not have any real interest in actually going back to dathomir just yet. soon, but... not in the middle of all of this. “they might welcome me alone. they absolutely will not welcome you, or me if you came with me. nightsisters have a sordid history with those who carry lightsabers.” their mouth flattened into a thin line for a moment. “i don’t doubt your strength. my people just aren’t open-minded. i promise, the worst case scenario for me alone is i come back the next rotation crying.”

[nightsfirst]

ofiloh​   //   tevus danohi.

   “Oh, it infuriates me, sitting around and debating on such important things for so long. Espeically when you know some of the people who are doing the negotiating are doing it to protect their monetary interests rather than for the good of the people, but hey, that’s Democracy I guess. It could be worse, it could be the Empire where they just did whatever was bad for everyone except for like five or six guys.”

He shook his head, as frustrated as he could get with the system he knew it was one of the best systems they had, and the alternative that he had fought against was so much worse. “Sometimes I wonder if I’m not cut out for this whole being a Senator thing, and I should just go back to the New Republic military in some like advisory capacity, where I just help them make strategies, win fights that sort of thing.” 

it really wouldn’t have been the worst thing if tevus ended up out of all of this –– it certainly would have ended any kind of the specific usefulness that they had been hoping to get out of him at some point. she had no shortage of connections with those involved in the new republic’s defense force, after all. “yeah, it could definitely be worse,” she agreed with a sigh, pushing her hair back behind her ears.

“really?” fee questioned with a concerned crinkle appearing in the space between her brows, perfectly manufactured. “i mean, i’m sure you’d be good at whatever role you wanted to put yourself into, but you became a senator for a reason, didn’t you? you could’ve done that from the beginning, theoretically.”

[nightsfirst]

galacticmilla​   //   milla thame.

“it’s nice.” she agreed, nodding at the other in agreement. “I mean, we get on each other’s nerves sometime. but I don’t think they get that I’m a full-grown adult at this point. I’m always their little youngling, I guess.” but she didn’t mind that too much. not enough to leave and find a new ship over it, anyway. she loved her family. she did.

“what about you, what do you do?”

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the talk about family did nothing short of fry their nerves though zarafet was careful to ensure that such a thing did not actually risk appearing on their features, her mouth remaining a still line. “i’ve always heard parents are like that,” they remarked with a shrug. she’d had her mother, of course, most of her youth. but she was well aware her culture was exceptionally unique.

“oh, i just do some health work here and there,” they answered sheepishly. “nothing terribly exciting, i’m afraid, ‘specially with all droids can do.”

[nightsfirst]

advestas​   //   adni vesta.

At least this one had a sense of humor. Adni was beginning to think shoving a rod up your ass was a requirement for joining the first order at this point.

She considered letting the mistake go uncorrected. Perhaps if this other person had a tendency to snitch, it wouldn’t be a bad idea for them to have the wrong information. However, as with most situations, Adni’s pride overcame her rationality.

—”It’s Adni,” she replied curtly, not concerned with asking in return. Maybe later on, if they saw fit; if having this connection might be of use sometime down the line. “It’s degrading. At one point in time Kylo and I were children together. Due to a technicality, my training starts over and he’s the leader of the knights.” Once the flood gates were opened, it was hard to keep her true feelings from rushing out. Adni was even tempered, but hot headed, and the words, despite being spoken at a lingering tone, were seething. “There are even some things I’ve surpassed his knowledge in, but I’m not qualified for my title due to this kriffing rift.” 

And then a pause. A slight shift in their posture as they regained control of the fire behind their eyes. “It’s nothing Ren hasn’t heard. Feel free to report back to him if that’s your aim.” It’d likely result in some sort of admonishing punishment if he knew adni was still undermining the choices of the knights, but nothing they hadn’t already handled many times since rejoining. Speaking too much, then getting told to reign back in, was routine back and forth by now,

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the correction was taken with nothing more than a polite smile offered in return to the knight of ren. there was more than enough irritation that radiated off of her, which was no surprise. despite their loyalty to the first order, zarafet was well aware that on a more individual level... most of the people here happened to be rather insufferable. she was certain that people thought that about her, the same that she did as them, and was not bothered by that in the slightest. they’d never cared what others thought of them.

“technicality?” a smooth brow arched, not quite hidden by the messy, unregulated bangs that framed her face. “what, the rift, or something else?” she wasn’t quite sure yet what angle would be best to play with her, but she was more than willing to give a few different ones a shot. see if there was any way that they could crack past the surface and get a little closer, a little more information than what they already had readily available.

she was curious what the supposed things that adni had surprised kylo ren in, but wasn’t sure how just asking directly might come off. would she shut them down? or lunge at the opportunity to brag at their own prowess? “well, i don’t exactly report to kylo ren. in another time, sure, but...” hux or sloane preceded that. even in her natural timeline, she’d never interacted with him. maybe he read her reports – she didn’t know. “surpassing what he knows, though, that’s very impressive. i’m surprised he doesn’t want to take advantage of that.”

[nightsfirst]

galaxywon​    //   poe dameron.

His   lips   lingered   on   the   glass   of   the   bottle,   but   when   she   spoke,   Poe’s   eyes   flickered   towards   them.   This   seemed   too   deep   for   something   that   wasn’t   supposed   to   be   a   therapy   session.   “   You   gonna   ask   me   to   close   my   eyes   and   think   about   the   past   too   ?   “   she’s   a   better   therapist   than   that.   A   lot   of   his   focus   had   been   to   stop   living   in   the   past,   but   he   can’t   help   letting   the   snark   out.   “   Can   we   just…..   Not   tonight   ?   Please   ?   “   it   takes   them   more   time   than   they   want   to   admit   to   realize   that   maybe….   Just   maybe….   This   isn’t   all   about   Poe.   “   Unless   there’s   uh…   Something   you   want   to   talk   about   ?   “   ​

somewhere along the way, they’d fucked up –– years of this, and they had made the most simple mistake of allowing something real to get mixed up in all of this. but she couldn’t deny it, run away from it. no, there was no choice but to embrace it. that was what fee would do. “oh, don’t be like that,” they remarked with a little wave of their hand. she leaned back in her seat, slouching down slightly as she sighed. this was stupid. necessary, really, but stupid. this was sure to peak poe’s interest, at the very least. they cared for rey and her. “well, i wasn’t talking about you.” a finger twirled around the longer pieces of her bangs. “kind of. but if you don’t have space to listen, that’s okay too.”

[nightsfirst]

mcrrins​   //   merrin.

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merrin’s expression stayed tense, neutral. she did not trust the stranger, despite what history she bore. she was not of her clan, and right now, merrin wasn’t sure if she could trust anyone. not even herself. 

❝ there is always violence, somewhere, on dathomir. that is its nature. but no violent invaders have dared attempted an attack in this sector. ❞ they could tell there was more than just curiosity prompting this trip to such a harsh place. 

remember what cal taught you. strangers are not always against you. sometimes they are with you, and you don’t know it yet.

❝ you… wish to see more, don’t you. ❞ merrin never was very good with social situations. ❝ you may see more. i will be a guide to you. then, you will leave when you are satisfied. ❞ ugh. not so good. but better than violence, right? they gestured to the temple, the massive zeffo statues looming.

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it was not as though zarafet expected any kind of friendliness in this detour to their home planet, but... most of their adult life, she had felt somewhat disconnected from her home and culture. they were survivors, meant to rebuild it into greatness, meant to make sure that it would carry on. that was why she had served the first order. it was still why. but what was that home to her, who had been away for so long?

“it may not be that way for long. it would be wise to prepare. communications across much of the galaxy have been affected.” emotion is removed from her own voice, carefully so. the last thing that she needed to do was slip up.

a deep breath drew in through her nose, offering a small nod of her head. “yes. i know it will not be exactly what i remember it to be, but...” the truth laid just out of reach. what they should say verse what they needed to say. “i would appreciate that.”

[nightsfirst]

rae says ... “Too many people have opinions on things they know nothing about. And the more ignorant they are, the more opinions they have.“

while there was nothing about her words that zarafet disagreed with, the fact that they were coming from grand admiral sloane and directed toward them was unsettling. the nightsister stood perfectly still, spine straight and hands folded behind her back –– a soldier’s posture, even if their time with the resistance resembled nothing of the sort. “you’re correct,” she stated slowly, taking a pause before asking. “have i said something out of turn, grand admiral?”

[nightsfirst]

“The stars have cursed me for my hubris and my work is never finished.“

for as much as he had squirmed underneath the evaluation that they had conducted on him, there was no room for tampering with that pompous ego of his. that seemed untouched, unphased by everything. zarafet maintained a plain exterior, practically unmoving from her position. “at least you can consider yourself to be years ahead of where you once were.” she offered without amusement. 

[nightsfirst]

@ofiloh sent  ...  📜 for tevus !

[nightsfirst]

@galaxywon sent  ...  📜 from poe !

[nightsfirst]

❝what an exhausting thing it is to be called a hero❞

hm. perhaps they had misjudged and gone too far with their own flattery of the woman. zarafet considered her own judgment to be good, but that did not mean that it was without flaw. she reached over for jyn’s hand, offering it a firm squeeze. “maybe i’m wrong, but i would think that being one is much more exhausting than being called one.”

[nightsfirst]

@generally-scheming sent  ...  📜 for zarafet !

[nightsfirst]

generally-scheming​   //   armitage hux.

Hux couldn’t pinpoint exactly what Zarafet meant to imply by that accusation, but he knew he did not like it.  “Good for enemies, yes, but it is not generally considered a desirable trait when applied to one’s colleagues. Unless Ren thinks—”  that I am his enemy, Hux stopped himself from adding.   (Well, Ren would be a fool not to realize that.)   (Even if they had arrived at an unspoken ceasefire.)   (Temporarily!)   “Well, who knows what’s going on under that preposterous helmet of his. Enough about Ren. We are not here to talk about what he thinks.”

“Yes. I suppose. I am rarely without the prosthetic.”  The barest hint of amusement crossed his features. Hux had never in his life taken enough time from work to meet the recommended amount of sleep.  “Perfectly well,”  he lied.  “I do not dream.”  Realizing his answer had come too quickly, he added, “Often. That is, I do not often remember dreams. I recently woke with vague memories of my teeth falling out—”  He was reciting from a textbook now; he needed to add some verisimilitude.  “—and I was choking.”  Hux swallowed.   (He’d had no intention of telling the truth.)

hux was the kind of man who wanted to ensure that his voice was heard. how severely often had it been ignored? yet he had to know rationally that now was the time to say less, not more. still, he opened up with far more than he should have. zarafet withheld their own smirk. “no, we’re not, but i’m sure you can imagine how your opinion on him might be relevant.” it wasn’t exactly a box to check off on the form in front of her so much as it was her own personal desire. but hopefully that was not an issue that he would press upon.

“why is that?” the question comes out after another note is written down, looking back up at him with a slight raise of her brow. inquisitive, but no real emotion behind it. the brow stayed raised up as he denied any trouble with sleeping and dreaming, even if he backtracked it after a beat. it nearly seemed honest, if she was willing to give him credit. “choking on something, or by another?” another note is jotted down after a moment, drawing in a deep breath through their nose and letting it release as a soft sigh. “and how is your memory about what happened at the hapes consortium?”

[nightsfirst]

jedisensitive​   //   rey.

“flattery won’t work on me this time, fee.” rey offered a small smile, but her stomach was twisted into a knot. she forced herself to look up at fee, brown eyes more gentle with the other than with most. fee had been a constant since her arrival into this timeline, someone she could trust, rely on, someone who made her feel safe. nothing could cure the displacement rey felt here, but if anything ( or anyone ) could get close, it was fee. “that’s smart,” she said reluctantly. dangerous, of course, but smart. without outside communication, how else could they be sure of what was happening in the galaxy? and though she could tell by the look on fee’s face alone that they would never let her, she said anyway, “i’ll go with you.”

“it doesn’t really count as flattery when it’s true, does it?” one corner of her mouth softened into a smile with the little quip, the slightest tilt of her head. fee had always put a little more effort in when it came to rey, initially out of what they believed to be necessity. but it had become enjoyable. there was a hint of something genuine there. but the tiny smile fell, brows scrunching at rey’s next words. “you’re too important here. don’t tell poe i said this, but i think he’d kill me if i let you come with me and left them all alone.” she reached up, the cool touch of their fingers light as they tucked a few strands of baby hair back behind her ear. “dathomir is not welcoming to outsiders. i don’t know if i will even be welcome.”

[nightsfirst]

ofiloh​   //   tevus danohi.

   “I have no idea. Whatever they have, its a massive threat to all of us. I just hope we’re able to find a way to stop them before too much more death and destruction occurs. It seems like every time we’re on the verge of reshaping the galaxy to be a better place something horrible like this happens.” Furrowing his brows together, Tevus rubbed at them, glad that she at least didn’t mind he had so carelessly brought up wha that taken place. Though when she said she was sure she would be fine, as nothing happened on Dathomir, he couldn’t help but chuckle, her blunt honesty about her home was relieving to say the least. “Yeah, yeah I’m sure Iloh is in the same position, I mean what are the Yuuzhan Vong going to do? Seek to destroy the tourist industry of the galaxy?” Moving his hand to rub at his forehead, he shook his head. “It’s just so frustrating, being a Senator, I have to sit here and debate when I just wanna, hope in an x-wing and blow something up.” 

it was far too easy to hide how little they truly cared about the words coming out of his mouth, to cover up the deadness that they felt inside with a scrunch of their brows, an eagerly listening nod of the head. “i’m sure whatever it is, we can deal with it.” though it was odd, concerning even for her, that such a formidable threat had appeared when none from their own time were familiar with such a thing. zarafet did not know what to think of. the thoughts don’t make it past her lips. tevus did not need to hear any of that. “well, if they want to destroy people’s happiness...” she gave a little shrug of her shoulders as though downplaying her own words, though there was something a bit intentional about it, planting another seed of doubt into his mind hopefully. “i can’t even begin to imagine. i mean, i like talking all day long, but going back and worth about should and coulds?” she shuddered dramatically. “it’d make me mad. doesn’t it make you mad?”