Another for the Bingo Card! I’ve got a Camp Half Blood AU square and had a blast getting to figure it out.
I think Desha (now human for obvious reasons) would be a daughter of Apollo. His aspects of truth, prophecy, light, and healing all resonated well with Desha’s character, as with the cheeky sassy undercurrent that he has in the stories (and his danger, like in the Achilles stories).
Spades, on the other hand, definitely belongs to Athena. I entertained Nike for a minute (victory) but his analytical and strategic thinking better plays to Athena’s skills and strengths (I thought about a darker angle, Hebe or Hecate as an angle on clones doomed to age rapidly. Literal children in men’s bodies, walking dead men, disposable, but that made me too sad).
As always, Bingo card by @clonefandomevents under the cut! We’re up to five now!
It wasn’t necessarily the message she wanted to find as she walked the halls of the ship, but it was bound to happen sooner or later. She was unwed, and her status as a Jedi wasn’t going to get them in the door either. Plan B was simple, but not something she was going to just… do over a commlink. As such, she shot off a message to her commander and walked the rest of the way to her rooms.
“You wanted to see me, General?” Spades walked in, helmet tucked under one arm. With a gesture from her, he set it on the table and stood before her.
“Bit of a problem with the new mission, I’m afraid, and I need your help to move it along.”
“The unmarried bit, yes? None of the other officers onboard are skilled enough to sit at the table, and we would run into the same problems even if your padawan was here.” He hummed, still settled just inside the door at parade rest.
“The unmarried bit,” she swallowed, “can be fixed easily, don’t you think?” His shoulders tensed the tiniest bit under all his armor, and he said nothing, eyes locked on her. “Marry me, Commander?”
Silence.
She tried to smile, “Just for the course of the mission, mind you. After all is said and done, you’ll be free of me once again.”
His face was red, and the details of her montrals interested him greatly, if the way he refused to look at her but also would not look away was any indication. He began undoing his gauntlets with shaking hands.
“Spades?” She tried, lowering her head a little to try and get him to meet her eyes, “Spades? Look at me.”
He took a sharp breath, “One second, sir.”
The shift in formalities brought her up, he never called her that in her rooms, it’s why she’d chosen here to have the conversation to begin with. “Spades…”
Spades took one of her arms and clipped a gauntlet over her arm wraps, throwing the small gauntlet plates that sat over his hands to the table next to his helmet. He finally spoke as he reached for her other arm. “It’s tradition, sir. Even if it’s just for show,” she rested her armored arm on his shoulder as he reached for the other, clipping it in place without looking at her, “Please…”
Her Commander, her darling Commander, he truly wouldn’t refuse her anything, would he? So she accepted the tokens for what they were, temporary physical manifestations of their bond, and willed herself not to wish for more.
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This one was a fun one, mainly because I didn’t really have a dedicated ship among my OCs to fill the prompt with. Desha and Spades are very much Parent Coded for them all, and thus fell naturally here. I am a massive sucker for clones exchanging armor as a form of dedication to each other, a literal promise to protect them. Desha will later get a second set, so when they trade “for the mission” it’s “more convincing” and one day they just, don’t trade back.
Prompts from the lovely folk over at @swfandomevents! Bingo card under the cut. I fell a little behind so there will be many more here soon!
I feel like the bigger a piece gets, the more I lose the finer points… Anyway!
I wanted to do something were Tank, assumed KIA with the rest of his squad when he actually deserted and now works as a bodyguard for Saga, bumps into the 781st on a diplomatic mission. Nahno made a point to learn all her troops, even those who were never on the Venator like Tank, so when they pass each other at one of the many galas that Jedi attend between missions she recognizes the exceedingly familiar face. Airlock, always by her side, watches as another brother vanishes from the lines. (Desha and Spades are already so far into their own conversation that they missed most the faces around them on the way back to the ship)
I think I really hate how this turned out, but I am too pleased in general? SO here, have it. Maybe you can help a nerd out. What went wrong here? I know my perspective got kriffed but I can’t figure out HOW... Spades and Airlock are on a balcony a floor ABOVE where Desha and Nahno are training. I cannot figure out why this still looks so... flat. And I definitely snatched their waists WAY too much. This will likely get thrown in the redraw pile for later.
On a side note, I think this is the first time I’ve shared Commander Spades with you, he is Desha’s right hand. Where Airlock is a bit more of a wild child, the rules are more like guidelines, as long as everyone gets back in one piece kind of vod, Spades is painfully by the book. Nahno’s early inability to make the tough choices and leave her men behind meant that Spades was often running missions beside Desha rather than on the line with his brothers. Their combined No Nonsense approach has gotten an otherwise chaotic Regiment out of some unbelieveably tight spots when the blasters on their back.
Lastly, anyone got any good tips on managing their armor? I normally lean more towards thick leather than hard plastoid so this is all new to me.
