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[kix-medic]

Kix was trying to set up shop in the small corner of the base he’d been granted for his med bay. He was used to working with almost nothing, such as the folly of being a war medic, but he liked to believe that he was good at what he could manage. He let a sigh escape him as he ran a hand thorough his hair, it was still growing and it was still strange after having it shaved for so long, as he looked around the room. That was until someone came into the room. 

“Come in,” he said as he turned to face them. “How can I help you?” He asked with a smile that he hoped was easing. 

@blackspirestarters

[back2ben]

Ben angrily crossed his arms over his chest as the person behind the booth told him that he had lost again. “You’ve got to be kidding me. You saw that, right? I threw it hard! This has to be fixed or something.” Despite his grumbles, he placed some more credits down on the counter and held out his hand to try again, the grumpiest expression on his face. “What?” he said, turning back to the person standing beside him. “Listen, if you think it’s so easy why don’t you try?” // @blackspirestarters​

[ofdesertborn]

Anakin woke up to the wildlife above him chirping and snarling loudly. Whatever local fauna lived on Batuu was loud and never shut up, screams, and other loud sounds had continued all through the night into the opening of the cenote he’d taken refuge in for the night. The sound had all funneled down onto the large ledge he’d fluffed with the local drier foliage.

It hadn’t been comfortable. But what did that matter when for all he knew he was possibly in enemy territory and considering he knew shit-all about the current situation he’d hidden away. He cupped his hand into the water to pull a drink and tried to think about how he would be able to steal a datapad to attempt to catch up on the current events. How long had he been gone and how had he gotten here were secondary concerns. And behind those were the concerns on who he needed to find and if he even SHOULD find them at this point. 

[ofgvardians]

Vibro blades and cheap drinks

Ordo watched every person who passed by him very intently. He felt terribly paranoid but couldn’t figure out why. Something felt off. He wasn’t sure what yet, however. The bag of candied warra nuts he had been munching on was running dangerously low. He chugged the rest of his ale and got up to go back into the cantina to refill when he saw a flash in the window. 

There was no way one of them could be here, Kaminise. He dropped his bag of warra nuts and in the same motion, had turned, ejecting the vibro blade from his wrist gauntlet and holding it to their throat. 

“Wrong planet Chaakar!” he screamed, and just as soon, realized.

[mastervarik]

Location: Black Spire Outpost Marketplace Availability: open to everyone | @blackspirestarters

It wasn’t hard to identify the world she found herself in, Batuu, Klarissa remembered the place well from her travels, first as a padawan, and then when she was bestowed the rank of knight and served the Jedi Order as an investigator. It didn’t take long before she reached the marketplace, she didn’t know what had happened in Jedha, maybe the Force saved her once more, all she knew was that perhaps she had ran enough, maybe it was time to head back to Coruscant, maybe she should throw caution to the wind and try to contact anyone who might be alive —the last time she had tried she had only managed to attract the other side of the Force users— but with nothing but the clothes on her back, her lightwhip, and the crystal around her neck, it would take her forever to save enough for a trip to Coruscant, perhaps a smuggler might be able to help, or some charitable soul, ❝yeah right❞ Klarissa chuckled at her naive thoughts, solitude was making her weak. 

With each step she hoped that Batuu was not under imperial occupation, but of course she never gets what she hopes for, as she sees the troops out of the corner of her eyes, but something is different, something is missing. Looking up she realizes it’s the flags, since when has the Galactic Empire ever miss and opportunity to show their power, maybe Batuu is not occupied after all. And then she spots it, a different symbol, but it has all the markings of an organization whose intentions are not those of the masses. ❝Excuse me,❞ Klarissa says in a sweet voice, the one she uses to mask her true nature, to keep them focused on her face and not the weapon strapped to her hip, ❝that symbol❞ she points to a sign, ❝what does it mean?❞ who does it belong to? she wants to ask, but is certain she won’t like the answer. 

[ofrebels]

(( @blackspirestarters ))

         waking up at the edge of some woods had left amilyn a little dazed and confused, but she had always been a look on the bright side kind of person, so she just got up and dusted off her clothes. finally making it to the city, or whatever it was, some sort of market, an outpost perhaps? she wondered as she kept walking through the crowd. there was a actually a crowd, so she had wondered if she had been there before, there being what she had to figure out.

       “so i’m in the middle of a run” she said not giving much details, she had been on an arms smuggling mission, but she didn’t know if this was empire controlled, and even in a neutral territory there could always be spies, so she just left it vague, “i put the ship into hyperdrive” amilyn left of out the fact that she was being chased by a destroyer, “and next thing i know i’m here, well there” she pointed towards the edge of the woods, “on like the ground in the middle of some woods” she scoffed, “i mean it’s happened once or twice before, but ever since my promotion” she was a captain on the rebel alliance now, “i stopped doing spice when flying, so i guess what i’m saying is, where are we exactly?” amilyn asked the first person who actually stopped to talk to her.

[ofskirata]

Mando’ade forever

Ordo felt as though he was losing his mind. He paced up and down the street and kept looking over at the cantina. Papa Kal had always told them to stay away from such places and the things they offered. 

them, he repeated in his mind. His brothers. 

Ordo steeled himself and walked into the cantina, and right up to the bar. He looked around at the other patrons. Ordo felt his cheeks burn under his helmet. He took his helmet off, and ordered a t16, the first drink he could find a name for. 

A pang of guilt jolted through him and he felt a ball of ice in his gut. He closed his eyes and exhaled. Ordo downed the drink in two gulps and ordered another immediately. Kal drank when he needed to think. Maybe it would help him too. His head was already starting to hurt a bit, however. 

Ordo shot back the second drink, and then a third and forth. At this he tried to stand and felt nearly faint. He was falling, and he grabbed at whatever he could to steady himself, which in this case happened to be a person. Ordo tried to apologize and felt his head hit the floor, and afterward, his vision went black.  

[back2ben]

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Kylo Ben had woken up early, which was monumental for him, considering that he hated mornings. Yet here he was, up before most of the wildlife on Batuu, trekking out to the forest area of the planet. Obi Wan was right. The man did feel so much more at peace and grounded when he was amongst the nature. 

Finding a spot shaded and secluded by tree branches, he sat on the floor, lets crossed. It had been a few days since he spoke with Obi Wan and he had been religiously practicing, and fine tuning his skills each day. He wasn’t perfect, still finding himself straying from his mantra, having shaky moments, but he was committed, determined. He also had not spoken to a soul about the interaction, his mind only focused on maintaining the balance within him. 

Pebbles and small rocks raising from the ground surrounding him through the force as Ben found his center, his mantra playing in his mind, being spoken at a soft whisper. He was so focused, eyes closed that he didn’t realize he was alone at first until he sensed the presence of someone else. Opening his eyes, rocks falling to the ground with a small thud, he raised an eyebrow. “Hello?”