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And on the main stage: Aster Oppress
Put your hands together for the latest sensation on the holonet
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When a girl likes a boy…she CHOMPS his shoulder to ensure he knows.
(Aster x Ezra)
“Why she’s the Sugar Plum fairy! Just see her dance!”
Aster Oppress danced from the time she was a small tot, it was only natural that she took on ballet 🩰 a graceful but demanding art form. She is considered the Prima Dona and takes on the role of the Sugar Plum with pride. Give her some roses 🌹 for her performance! She adores the praise!
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No need to wrap it, she’ll take it to go…
The local fish monger has to watch out for this little one. She will try to take his best catch. Maul has to have credits at the ready to pay for Aster’s fish.
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Aster Oppress knew little of the galaxy outside of Dathomir and only more so of her birthplace on Mandalore.
Sheltered, safetly raised in the Fortress her Father had constructed. Her buirs books, her father’s lessons and the Holonet were her ways to learn about what lay out beyond the red mist.
Was it any wonder she felt turned upside down and much too excited as she wandered about the streets of the planet they had landed on?
Keep your helmet on. Her parents warned.
How can she keep it on when a stall owner offered her to taste the ripe cherries for purchase?
Her hands reached for her helmet, “ That will be enough.” She was pulled from the stand.
Maul’s angered face staring at the visor.
“I warned you.”
“It was just cherries…” she didn’t understand what it mattered.
The old zabrak held her shoulders, “ The galaxy does not favor those like us.”
Force Welders
he squeezes her shoulders, but what they will seek immediately is something pretty.
Aster was pretty. She had been told all her life that. A little beauty. The compliment delighted her.
But the way her father said it had her listen silently.
“The galaxy is not careful with the pretty things it covets. Sometimes it hurts them…or takes them away.”
Maul noted this worry from the time his Star and him presented the twins on Mandalore. Pretty. Lovely even….words he would never agree suited him but the twins? Yes.
Zabraks had been stolen from Dathomir before…often for weapons. Other times….other things…
As Aster grew up that worry Maul had grown. Aster was a rarity, she had inherited his red coloring and crown of horns. The red black curls that framed her face had grown long. Aster had grown up to be ever so lovely and that worried Maul.
He should have been more careful, Aster should not have been around during crimson dawn proceedings….
But she had…and Mauls worries were confirmed.
“Where did you find such a creature?” The way the man said it the ways his eyes show. Covering. Wanting.
Maul felt his hearts burn with fury and his saber came to his hand.
The business dealing went sour but Maul did not give a damn.
Aster looked up from the pond filled with fish. One of which she had snuck into her mouth. “Sorry, did he leave already?”
“Yes.” He said no more and sat beside her. “Catch me one?”
Aster smiled.
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Aster nodded . “I’ll keep my helmet on.”
They returned to Dathomir. Aster glad to be hidden away by the mist.
Aster running through the woods with a fresh hare locked in her jaws. She caught it! She caught it just for her love!
They better appreciate it! It is fresh as can be!
She’s got twigs in her hair and dirt on her feet. Scratches on her knees. She worked very hard for this catch.
Her eyes glow in the dark and she patiently waits for her love to wake up. He can have the first bites!
in which Aster is a feral gremlin…because let’s face it she is.
The Princess and the Thief
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Aster Oppress and Ezra Bridger were told from the very start their little infatuation with each other was doomed, well of course they did as many a youth do and defy what they are told.
A kiss stolen every now and again and likely another lecture waiting when they sneak back to where are “ meant” to be.
Aster crosses her arms and ignores what Maul says. Ezra is not like the Jedi he spoke of… “He would never hurt me.” Aster claims, Maul gives his daughter a hard look, “ He can make all the promises, but Jedi always hurt others…”
Ezra scowls and keeps his eyes down as Kansan reprimands him. Ezra protests“ Aster isn’t like that…I’ve told you. She’s nothing like the Sith. It feels right to be around her.”
What’s so wrong about how they feel? It was just first love. Aster senses Ezra’s distress, she sends comfort through the force. As if he were besides her, he thanks her kindly. It was as easy as breathing…
A bond between the two….
Do little Zabraks dream of fresh mackerel 🐟 ?
Little Aster Oppress counts the mackerel she will have after a well deserved sleep.
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