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[ridleydaisy]

May the 4th be with you!

[stcrxgazer]

aridire:

“Dunno yet. On the one hand, if I bond with it, I can have a really strong connection to the Force. But on the other…” she examined the crystal a little more closely, “Don’t know–feels like bonding with it would be kind of a waste. An ancient artifact like this should be preserved, no?”

“hm.. a lot of things should be preserved but the first order destroys everything that might build up hope.” his voice trails off as he stares at the crystal for just a second longer before carefully handing it back. knowing his luck, the longer he held onto it meant there was a higher chance that he would drop it. “besides, where would you preserve it? a cruiser probably isn’t the most ideal location you had in mind right?”

[kybcrhearted-archive]

it's a me, stcrxgazer.

@stcrxgazer​

[ ♛ ] send me your url and i’ll tell you the following;

my opinion on;

character in general: I MISS MOONJAE AND MARA SHENANIGANS #OFFICIALTROUBLEMAKERSOFTHERESISTANCESINCE28ABYhow they play them: Beautifully and amazingly and they’re such a fantastic writer and just–too perfect.the mun: REMEMBER WHEN I SAID THEY ARE THE SWEETEST? HAS ALWAYS BEEN THE SWEETEST

do i;

follow them: Always!rp with them: Not since the group closed D:want to rp with them: YESship their character with mine: Mara and Moonjae did have some great interactions but idk, we never really talked about it. BUT they definitely had the potential to be adorable. 

what is my;

overall opinion: I miss the hell out of Moonjae, such a fantastic and well-rounded oc, I was so ecstatic when they joined the group way back when! They were always really nice and down to plot with some great ideas <3

[stcrxgazer]

aridire:

“Mmm, I’d tell them the same thing. You were cuter.” She remarks, smirking to herself a little, before looking up at Moonjae and grinning, “Hm? Oh, it was uh…” she pulled the crystal, about the size of her hand, from her belt and handed it to Moonjae. It was finely-cut, so much so it was a wonder that Jaesa hadn’t yet sold it. That was, until she points something out, “That is 100% Kyber. Same shit they put in lightsabers.”

he nearly drops the crystal at the word ‘cuter’, even though he should be used to this by now. she always managed to catch him off guard. he’s just thankful they were the only ones in the medbay-- or else the other medics would have a field day teasing him later. “kyber..” he repeats softly under his breath while inspecting it. it’s incredible that something so beautiful could be made into something so dangerous. “what are you planning to do with it?”

[stcrxgazer]

kybcrhearted:

“The fact that the person with a cut lip can throw them across a battlefield with their mind?” She mused in response, smiling widely. “Ow. Okay, can’t do that.” She chuckles with a shake of her head. A brow arches at the ‘aha’, expression amused.

“That’s disappointing. I think I deserve a better cover story than that.” But she digressed, head tilting slightly at his question. “Do you think I’ll live if I don’t use it?” She asks–in that way that makes it hard to tell just how serious she’s being. “I need a professional opinion.”

"mhm,only the most fearsome people sport cut lips when making their way through the battlefie-- “he barely finishes the sentence before glancing over his shoulder in concern. he’s trying his best to keep an amused laugh from escaping his lips, but he fails. terribly. “yeah, please don’t cut up your lip even more. i can already see the head medic reading over my datapad and reading ‘reopened the cut by smiling’ out loud with a look of disbelief on this face.”

turning around fully to face her, he leaned back against the cabinets and shrugged his shoulders in a playful manner. “i don’t know. can you manage a few weeks without smiling and getting yourself into more fights?”

[stcrxgazer]

aridire:

“Mm-mm.” She shakes her head, swallowing, “Nmo. Too much effort. I was already nearly-passed-out anyways, so I threw on some healing abilities, some bandages, then went to get food, and then fell asleep.” She lays it out so…matter-of-factly. Like it was just another day at the office. “’Sides, ‘m here now, aren’t I?” She mumbles out as she takes another bite.

he let’s out a laugh, shaking his head at how ordinary she made it all seem. as if her life wasn’t in any danger after numerous run ins with the first order. “you’re lucky it’s just me in here and not the other medics who would probably lecture your ear off.” then again, wasn’t he almost doing the same thing? “so-- what ancient relic did you manage to save this time?” 

[stcrxgazer]

kybcrhearted:

“I can live with that.” She poked the cut tenderly, still pulling a face as she does so. “I doubt this sort of injury will keep me from my duties, right?” She took a seat–all too familiar with this routine of theirs.

“Oh, I imagine they’ll be in soon. If their pride allows them.” She chuckles quietly, brows raising. “They did start it–in my defense.”

“definitely not, if anything it’ll make the first order fear you even more. whats more terrifying than someone entering battle with a cut up lip?” never mind the fact she was always overlooked for being blind. moving items around in the cabinets, he made a triumphant little 'aha' when he found a nearly empty bottle of bacta spray. something he was supposed to discard but forgotkept it just in case.

“i’ll give it a day then, they’ll probably show up and say it was a training exercise gone wrong. but on the bright side. there’s a little,” he pauses, making sure to place emphasis on the word little, “bit of bacta spray here that i was supposed to toss.. you can use it if you want?”

[stcrxgazer]

@aridire​:

“Uh, lots of time, effort, and…access to thermal detonators?” Jaesa responded ever-so-hesitantly in-between bites from her food, which she had brought with her to the infirmary, “Look, I was desperate and the First Order was on my ass. Whole groups of troopers were coming in, so it was either I drop the temple on them, or nearly blow myself up and collapse the exit. I took the route that let me sleep last night.”

he was taken back by words, raising his head to meet her eyes as his attention was pulled away from tending to her injuries. if this was what happened to someone who knew how to use detonators, no wonder they never let him carry any. “well-- i’m glad you were able make it back and get some sleep last night.” he said slowly, attention drifting back to disinfecting the open cuts on her arm. “but if you’re this injured you should have stopped by last night. i would have been able to do more instead of just wrapping bandages around.”

[stcrxgazer]

@kybcrhearted:​

“Someone who looks worse.” Her tone is almost flippant, despite the pained expression that crosses her face. “Let’s be honest, this is not the worst injury you’ve seen me have.” A light-hearted attempt at a joke-but it sounded flat to even her. A pause, a drawn out sigh.

“How bad does it look?”

“That may be true--” he started, matter of factly, running a hand through his hair first and then motioning to her lip. it was definitely not the worst injury she had brought back with her. but it also wasn’t the prettiest. he doubts he’ll be able to justify using bacta for this. “it’s not... something that will heal instantly.” he pauses, turning around to rummage through what supplies were left, “but i can’t imagine what the other person looks like.”

“should i be expecting the other person to stop by the medbay soon too? or can they not do that on their own?”

[leehyunroro]

[stcrxgazer]

kybcrhearted:

Mind tricks were complicated–controlling objects was practically second nature to her, but people were complicated. They had thoughts, wills, desires–and to go against all of that? Well, there was a reason it only worked on the weak-minded.

 She made sure to stick close to Moonjae as they moved through the crowd, her head tilting to the right at Moonjae’s hesitation, his question getting a smile out of her. “You don’t want to ask that question.” She replied in a teasing manner. “No. It only works on the weak-minded. At least, that’s what my father told me.” Her shoulder collided with a passerby who muttered some insult as he moved past–part of her debated giving him a little push in response, but decided against it. “It was always so busy I never had to. Besides, I tend to make it a point to not manipulate people who are on the same team as me.”

wait-- what? his steps faltered at her initial response despite catching the obvious teasing tone in her voice. leave it to him to over think a joke. still, it was nice to know that his mind wasn’t considered ‘weak-minded'. “well, i’m glad to hear that.” if they weren’t surrounded by first order sympathizers, he probably would have asked a few more questions about the topic. but finding the informant and making it back to raydonia came first before his curiosity. 

keeping his eyes focused ahead, he scanned their path for any uneven surfaces that mara might trip on as well as trying but failing to avoid bumping into strangers. on the bright side, if people were bumping into them that meant they weren’t considered suspicious.. right? “i might be wrong.. but the place we’re supposed to go.. did anyone say it was a catina?”

[leehyunroro]

[kybcrhearted-a-deactivated20201]

“You will let us pass in peace.” It was the second time she had said it to the guard, but she was more forceful this time–no shakiness in her tone. And with a wave of her hand, the guard stood a little straighter, nodding at Mara and her companion before walking off. Off-world missions were always difficult, especially when said planet was sympathetic to the First Order.

“I didn’t expect that to actually work.” She arched a brow before pulling her hood up. “Let’s go.”

[stcrxgazer]

with the guard seemingly accepting her words, moonjae let out a shaky breath of relief while nervously running his fingers through his hair. just how many first order sympathizers were they going to run into before they found the informant? “you and me both." sure, he had heard rumors about the jedi mind trick. but being able to see it performed in person? and seeing it work? that was amazing and slightly terrifying. 

nodding his head in agreement, he tugged his coat further up towards his chin as they continued walking through the city. “you haven’t—” he paused for a moment, not sure how to delicately phrase his question without offending her. “uh, used that back on the base to get out out of the medbay right?” 

[stcrxgazer]

@htormak

Better. Not great, but…better. “Listen, listen. Don’t focus on the words, yeah? Y’can yell that you’re in charge all y’want, but it doesn’t matter if no one believes you.” There’s a long pause where the lieutenant fixes a scrutinizing gaze on the medic, caught in some strange place between appraisal and sympathy. It’s not that this is the hardest request he’s ever been asked to fulfill — just the strangest. “I said the chest. Y’gotta speak from your chest.  That voice needs more backbone. Try it again.”

instinctively his hand begins reaching toward his pocket to pull out his datapad and add more notes. but he quickly thought better of it. besides, t’s not like he could just pull out his notes during a confrontation and still hope they found him intimidating. ❝ ah-- got it. ❞ clearing his throat, moonjae took a deep breath before trying to act out the ‘mission’ once more. this time actually gritting his teeth and clenching his fists before he spoke. was he going overboard by imitating some of the grounders he saw earlier? probably. would this new stance help bring some backbone to his voice? probably not. ❝ where are they hidden? ❞ 

[htormak-blog]

“I’m in charge. I’m in charge, now. I’m in charge!”

Better. Not great, but…better. “Listen, listen. Don’t focus on the words, yeah? Y’can yell that you’re in charge all y’want, but it doesn’t matter if no one believes you.” There’s a long pause where the lieutenant fixes a scrutinizing gaze on the medic, caught in some strange place between appraisal and sympathy. It’s not that this is the hardest request he’s ever been asked to fulfill — just the strangest. “I said the chest. Y’gotta speak from your chest.  That voice needs more backbone. Try it again.”

[stcrxgazer]

mem0rei:

Reiko offers a movement akin to a shrug, but never going all the way, just a minute roll of her shoulders on her otherwise still body. Her expression never changes, just the directions she looks into, the clenching and unclenching of her hands- she wonders if it would have been better for her to be a medic. She’d help people, heal people, give them solace, comfort, warmth- was that possible? 

“You feel complete when you do it, yes? Accomplished? People trust you and look up to you, come to you when they are at their neediest and weakest.” Reiko states, matter-of-fact, her entire checklist of reasons why his life might be much more fulfilling. “You forge bonds with people you wouldn’t otherwise; a social job. Maybe you even make lifelong friends.”

Her gaze travels downward again, a small insect landing on her hand. She doesn’t bother swatting it away.

“I envy that, sometimes. The Resistance is a very social movement. It should be easy to find people to relate to.” She very nearly trails off, wanting to end the discussion there, go back to her cot and pretend to sleep. “Do you find me difficult to relate to?”

after listening to her questions, he fell silent. giving himself a moment to let the words sink in. truth be told, it wasn’t fun to be reminded of all the things that were expected of him. did he feel accomplished? no. and what good were ‘life-long’ friends if they didn’t survive? if he didn’t survive? but he wasn’t going to admit that.

forcing another smile, he nodded his head in agreement. it wasn’t that he didn’t want to be honest, or that he liked to lie, but he found it easier to agree. he was used to keeping his head up and never telling anyone what was really wrong. those were things he learned and that it wasn’t easy to shake off. 

❝ not really. i think you’re just curious about many things-- ❞ things that he often had no answer to. he stopped mid sentence, unsure of what to say next as realization washed over him. wasn’t he just dodging her question? again? ❝ um, do you want to watch some of the other medics back at the medbay and see if it interests you? ❞

[stcrxgazer]

readyaim-resist:

“Me? No. But one of the other squads has.” And Mikal was content with that, so long as their reports were done correctly. Not that it was Mikal’s business to correct another squad even if they weren’t. that was the job of their captain–and while Mikal might not approve–he’d judge from afar and keep comments to himself. Pushing a branch out of the way, the Captain held it back so it wouldn’t hit Moonjae. “The medbay isn’t going to send out a search party for you, are they?”

he curses silently as he trips yet again over another root. that was the fifth time in less than ten minutes-- not that he was keeping count. ❝ did their reports come back with some unknown monstrosity that hides in the trees and trips people for fun? ❞ he asks, laughing softly at his terrible attempt of a joke. maybe this was why the medbay was fine with him volunteering to go. it would give them at least an hour or two away from his jokes. stepping pass the branch and thanking the older male for his help, moonjae shook his head as he noted the increased number of roots. oh joy. ❝ not unless you return to the base without me. but on serious note, these roots are the perfect natural defense system. the stormtroopers won’t even be able to see what hit them.❞