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[dhirhlhnnar]

✧ [ boaz ]

「 send me a ✧ and i’ll bold all that apply to your muse. 」 |  @boazshol

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).

[siderealrpg]

( CONTENT WARNING FOR DEATH. )

Often, we ask for a kind world — and often, we are ignored.

He did not mean to kill the boy. He did not know it could do that. The universe is a savage pulse in his chest and all he did was reach out and listen to it. He didn’t know that it could hear you. The boy fell limp, broken, and Boaz learned that even in death, the universe still has a song.

He did the only sensible thing one can do in a situation like that. He ran.

The ship he stowed away on belonged to Xerda Has, an Inner Rim arms dealer looking to expand her reach. War followed fracturing war and she knew war makes the right people stupid and Xerda was a businesswoman who knew how to capitalize on fear. Boaz was quick to learn and quicker to stay alive and she saw that. He ran guns, selling his wares across gambling tables in the Outer Rim or in the seedy underworlds of the Core where everyone was looking over their shoulder.

Fear is an easy thing to create. Desperation is an easy to sell. You show someone how powerless they are and then give them to the solution on how to fix it — for a price. It didn’t take him long to learn that everyone has a fear and everything has a price.

Xerda Has sold for less than what Boaz wanted to get for her. She was older, connected, and had a sour mouth but an opportunity is an opportunity. She taught him that. The Sith, as it turned out, had deep pockets and deeper connections and Boaz knew that where desperation ran thick, someone could get paid. They told him that there was more he was capable of doing. They knew the way the world shudders itself into existence and how to live inside that heartbeat, how everything has its own song and breath.

They told him there was more to be gained, more to be had. The Sith could show him how to utilize his strengths, how to create opportunities rather than simply sniffing them out on backwater frontier planets. All Boaz had to do was say yes to them.

How unfortunate for him that he did.

They employed him as an interrogator, using his connections to get where sheer might can’t. Boaz is easy to talk to, easy to drop your guard around, he has this way about him that makes you feel alright, like you can trust him. Information, as it turned out, was as easy to peddle as guns. Fear and desperation were tools he knew how to work with and something his … new partner was fluent with as well. They’re good at what they do and one might even say they enjoy it.

The universe still sang, it still pulsed and contracted and breathed and there are times where he catches himself staring up at the stars, watching it. And there are stories, of course. Of those who feel the same thing he does and do not look for opportunities to simply survive but to create peace amid chaos. Light out of the darkness. Hope from despair.

That is a truth that he holds close to him — this is not all he could be.

「 Written by Cal. 」

[misodjukic]

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[damiannon-blog]

A small battle between my girlfriend Diana and I, few years ago before the dinner.