#beasolo

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“Stop following me! I’m never going back there, you can't force me!”

@noblesolo

[ncctifer]

-- supcrnovasolo con’t from ask meme

The Lady of Ren’s eyes narrowed toward the other woman, calculating in her head the possibilities how it was possible for her to get her hands on her uniform- “Those imbeciles.” She spat when she had come to the conclusion that it must’ve been the washers.  Bea muttered under her breath. “They had one simple job, it can’t honestly be that complicated now can it?” Placing her index fingers on both her temples she let out a frustrated sigh. Realizing that the young girl was still in her presence while she was muttering out loud. She cleared her throat before speaking again; “Keep it. It suits you.” Besides there was more where that had come from.

“I-I’m sorry,” Bloo held up her hands defensively, biting down on her lip. “I really didn’t have any other option but to walk around without a shirt and that just didn’t seem....like a good idea.” The pilot ran a hand through her messy hair, letting out a sigh before looking up at the woman in complete shock. “I-I....are you sure?”

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@supcrnovasolo​

   “ That was quiet the corner you got yourself into. ” Rey sighed out, turning towards the woman she had saw moments before being ambushed by laser brained thugs who picked off anyone they could reach. It was common in Niima Outpost, but even so it did not sit well with Rey. The woman she had jumped in to help was getting herself back together and Rey could obviously tell she was from off-planet. She had never seen this girl before. “ What brings you all the way out here? ” Rey pressed, leaning over to pick up a canteen of water she could only assume was the woman’s. She held it out to her, trying to show she would not be like the other people on this unbearably hot planet. “ Where do you come from? ”

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@isangpamana continued from here.

“Excuse me. I didn’t think I raised a daughter who would talk with such a tone to their mother, even if one is sick.” Leia added, her voice much lower than it had been just a few minutes ago, her brow threateningly (as much as she could muster anyways, her children had her wrapped around their fingers after all) raised.

“Yes. That’s why I went all the way downstairs to get it for you.” Leia continued to stubbornly hold it out for the girl, making sure she actually took a sip before feeling a bit more satisfied. 

“At least now your throat won’t be as scratchy. Maybe you just got sick from talking too much,” Leia jested, a small smile curling on her lips.

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( @luxmarmore ) liked THIS for a STARTER

       like an elusive comet frenetically streaking across a luminescent expanse, the patently restive adolescent inelegantly recedes from the unfathomably haunting depths of the boisterous stronghold. it is only when an unforeseen collision abruptly reunites her with her newest acquaintance that a precipitate flight is temporarily impeded. entirely coherent yet potentially ambiguous words urgently spill forth as she impatiently prepares herself for the inevitable continuation of this absolutely necessary retreat. 

❝ find HIM, and let him know that his help was appreciated.              but i need to leave. i CAN'T do what she's asking me to do. ❞