#corelliaforged

[unstablesaber]

Starter for @corelliaforged​ 

Ren had been pacing for what felt like hours, glances thrown to his prisoner every so often to see if he was finally waking - honestly he wasn't sure what he intended on doing once that happened. He couldn't just keep him there forever.

Reasonably he should kill him as he was meant to, drive him through with his lightsaber to prove that he could indeed snuff out the light that persisted inside of him. It would be more easily done while he wasn't awake, no concern of seeing the betrayal in his father's eyes but he faltered every time he reached for his lightsaber, his hands trembling and frustration growing with each attempt.

He halted when he finally heard the man stirring, donning his mask to ensure his steeled demeanor couldn't be shaken by sentimentality. Ben was dead, he was Kylo Ren.

❝-- I almost thought you wouldn't wake.❞

The words were cold and impersonal, showing no concern for his father's wellbeing despite the fact that he'd certainly been given some basic medical treatment for his wound. Purely because the man could have useful information, or at least that was what he reasoned to himself.

[sorrowmarked-a]

@corelliaforged​ continued from here

Her brown eyes were fixed on his face, lips pursed. There was that fire in her chocolate brown eyes as she looked up at him. “Fine! I don’t need for you to admit I’m right. I … and everyone else here is well aware that I’m right,” she snapped. “You know what, do whatever you want, what do I care?!”

[onlyalastresort]

greeter for @corelliaforged

She’s not going to ask. She’s not. She’s absolutely not. After all, how many times has he likely been asked?

So she is very decided on the fact that she will not ask.

“Are you really the Han Solo? The one who did the Kessel run in twelve parsecs?”

… of course, despite all of her resolve, the question is asked all the same.

[tillthelastemberfades]

greeter for @corelliaforged​

“I would be remiss not to tell you that, as another pilot and smuggler, I’ve always wanted to see the Falcon in person. She’s even more incredible than I had imagined.”

Were it anyone else saying as much, it might be sarcasm considering the… advanced years and wear and tear of the ship. Auros Vox, on the other hand, is quite clearly in earnest. Though the modifications to it are, well, a bit of a detractor… so long as they keep the old girl flying, he supposes they can be pardoned.

“There’s nothing like the classics, is there?”

[therapardalis]

[Vaguely plotted thing for @corelliaforged​.]

If there was one thing Thera hated in the Galaxy, it was asking for help. Working with others at all wasn’t up there with her favourites, given that nobody was going to live up to the benchmark of her old squad, and that around 95% of the reprobates she had to choose from these days would sell her out for a Bacta patch and half a glass of gin.

There were a few of her fellows in Durga’s employ she could count on as reliable, but that was because they worked for a common bank account as much as personal regard. Add to that her own stubborn pride that insisted she could do it all herself, and she’d faffed about a little too long before remembering Han. If she had to take a risk on someone, he was a prime match.

Not that she could or should take him for granted; she knew she’d have to convince him, and dangle a decent payout under his nose, but under the ego, self-interest and sass Han Solo had more of an honourable streak than he liked to admit. The trick was to never actually mention it to him.

Or to act like the stakes were serious, because he also had a nose for when he could push for more. So she gave next to nothing away when she sent him a comm message; “Hey Solo, can we meet up somewhere? I have a proposition for you.”

[holonetnews]

CORELLIAN MAN SCAMS KANJIKLUB (AND GETS AWAY WITH IT)

“Those morons don’t know their assholes from their elbows. Probably won’t clock I scammed ‘em for YEARS.”  — HAN SOLO, ( @corelliaforged)

[datapadz]

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“How did you----” Nose scrunched, eyebrows furrowed as she peered at the screen, ignoring the threads of discomfort in her temples, the surefire sign of an oncoming migraine. “You modified my thing, nobody can...---” Galya’s software was only supposed to respond to her, and this random had figured it out in the time it took her to leave her workstation for caf and come back. “What did you say your name---I mean,” dammit, she still wasn’t good at the whole Imperial protocols thing, “...operating number was?”

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