#brokenxarmor

[capeshifters]

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Boba was relaxing on his chair, the two were in his chambers and this was the only time he really felt like he could loosen up and not be on guard all the time. “True...but to be honest half the time I am not sure what I am doing and if I am doing it right...so let me awake with my friend who knows me better than that. “ He chuckled and sipped from his own drink. 

He was more than glad Din was here. Someone he could trust like he did trust in Fennec, but it was still different. 

[hopexncarnate]

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Blue eyes peer up from under the black hood as the Mandalorian approaches his table. The shiny armour and T visor are a familar sight, if an unexpected one. The bar was meant to be a quick pitstop one his way back to Yavin - his fear that being recognised might start unnecessary trouble is usually what encourages him to stay away from public places. If anyone, it’s glad it’s someone he's at least met before.

“ Oh , no . Go ahead . “ He says as he gestures towards the empty seat. “ I didn’t expect to see you again . “

[abbyissharp]

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Din frowned as he kissed her, trying to move away from her. “I-I have to go. I can’t stay, I’m sorry. I have to go to work.” He sighed and looked her over. “I’ll make it up to you.”

Abby pouted, knowing that he needed to go to work. She did too actually, but she also didn’t want to let him go just yet. She stole one more kiss before stepping away form him. “I think it’s my day to pick up George from daycare, right?”

[rcfekjwtaardby-moved]

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"So, you are the same Mandalorian who helped Ahsoka once, right? Ahsoka described you quite accurately. My name is Rex. I am Ahsoka's friend. She asked me to take you to her. She needs your help in one case."

[naughtynecromancer]

Closed starter for @brokenxarmor They both thought it was a sort of stomach virus she had caught eating out of one of the shadier cantinas on one of the various planets that they had landed on. Din and the kid were thankfully immune, but after the third week of being fine then bent over in the fresher losing her lunch, she finally agreed to go to the healer that Din had been pushing for.  He was...well, she was not sure what he was to her. Her boss, friend with benefits? She knew how she felt about him, but she was less than sure how he felt about her, she was scared to find out.  At least she had this, if that ended, well she had no idea what she would do. Staring as the healer congratulated the both of them, she stared. “I’m sorry, I’m what?” 

[consxlar]

@brokenxarmor​

Din smiled slightly at the person, not wanting to worry them. “It is fine. I know it might look bad, but really it is just a scratch.” He sighed as he moved to stand up.

His words did little to ease the concerned furrow of her brow. As she came closer her Force reached out naturally, reading both his alignment and homeostasis. Peaceful intentions and interrupted. Worn Jedi leather devested itself from her so a warm palm could press itself unhindered to his chest. Normally she was one to respect another’s space, especially a stranger. Her movements were almost abnormally smooth, a soft swish of her outer robes signifying Lihid brought herself nearly chest to chest with the Mandalorian.

“I will be the judge of this. Remain still..”

A soft cycle of breath and her Sight pushed, reaching in. He would likely feel a warm sensation as she deftly mapped his physical being, searching for whatever presented abnormalities to her initial scan. Soft waves of gold appeared to her mind like sonar, building one bodily system at a time. There. Internal bleeding, deeper than surface kolto could stop. More of a bacta injection. He’d managed to scrape himself decently on the surface but internally danger remained. It would not surprise her if at least some form of fracture accompanied it. No matter, she was trained for such things.

“What did you get yourself into?”

[gatecoeur]

{ @brokenxarmor }{ gets a random starter because din needs to meet jensaarai / bounty hunter arrie goddammit }

No one was supposed to be out here. Not in her little corner of the Jundland Wastes of Tatooine anyways - Arrie had made sure of it before she decided to do some lightsaber exercises. Or so she thought anyways. She wouldn’t have minded if it was one of the Tusken Raiders or the Jawas. They were natives to this planet, and she wasn’t too concerned about them talking about her to anyone else. Last time she checked though, neither rode on speeders. 

Hiding her weapon away and quickly running over to where she had placed her cloak and helmet, the Jensaarai scrambled to slip both on as she heard the wiring of the speeder’s engine get closer. She dove behind the cover of a large formation of rocks, masking her presence in the Force just to be double sure she wouldn’t be found. 

Who was this approaching stranger? An Inquisitor? Or just some passer-by? Sure, they’d see her own speeder, but hopefully they’d move on, as soon as they saw that she wasn’t around. 

[codenameswiftstrike]

@brokenxarmor​ [X]

Mando could slice it however he wanted, but seeing that unmitigated rage come out of the other? Pretty hot, and that probably said a lot about Archer as a person, but the mercenary had always been honest about who he was. He watches as Din grabs the unconscious man by the collar and all but drags him towards the Razorcrest. This draws a snort from Archer as he follows after him. “Well now that you tell me that, I’m a little sad, doesn’t hurt to express a little rage now and again.” he grins, saying this as if he didn’t ‘express a little rage’ a lot of the time.

Archer was known for his deadly accuracy and brutality. Typically he wasn’t above taking jobs where the target wasn’t necessarily required to be brought in alive or he straight up took jobs where he did have to kill someone. “You gonna be good Mando?” he asks.