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Local former slave reacts to their master trying to literally steal their body for her own, more at 11
“Eidorrah Can Go A Little Feral, As A Treat”
Every once in a while I have to do full shading on something in pencil, just to remind myself I can. Eidorrah’s generally a pretty chill person - they don’t go out of their way to kill people, and they’re pretty willing to extend mercy most of the time - but there are a few things that slam them directly into Murder Overdrive, and the “People As Property” thing is definitely one of them.
So I drew the scene, because I have a lot of emotions and I’m here to make that everyone’s problem
(they/them for Eidorrah)
And now I have feelings. Wonderful.
This is exactly the dynamic I want between Eidorrah and Andronikos though - two people who know what it is to be constantly under someone else's thumb and also what it is to break free and never want to look back at anything that isn't that freedom
WIP Whenever
I am very very late because I made the mistake of doing the “I’ll do that in a bit!” thing (spoiler alert: I never remember to do it “in a bit”), but I was tagged by @sleepswithvillains, thank you so much for your patience!! I’ll tag @vespertine-legacy, @elaphaemourra, @miss-spooky-eyes, and anyone else who wants to do it!
Another piece of the Eidorrah backstory one-shot - earlier in the chronological order of how things go, because I’m writing this one all out of order.
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Eidorrah glanced back, biting their lip. “Go on ahead,” they told the others hurriedly. “Meet me at the cargo dock. If I'm not there in ten minutes, leave without me. I'll catch up.”
Kela reached out for them as they tried to step away, tugging on her mother's hand to reach. “Dorrah!” she protested.
Eidorrah knelt, pressing a finger to the child's lips. “Shh, Kela. It's all right. It'll be all right.” They hugged her tight, letting her lekku coil around their forearms behind her back. “I'll be fine. It'll only be a little while, okay?” They pulled back to look her in the eyes, laying their hands on her shoulders. “You have to be brave for me, and go ahead, and stay quiet. I know you can do that. Okay?”
Kela bit her lip and nodded, dark eyes wide. Eidorrah kissed her on the forehead and stood again, meeting the adults' eyes. “Go. Ten minutes. Leave without me otherwise.”
They nodded grimly. “Goddess be with you,” Kela's mother whispered.
And Eidorrah turned and hurried away, back along the path they'd taken.
wake up folks new OC dropped
Meet Eidorrah, my new Inquisitor, who by necessity has to exist in a different canon from everyone else. They’re a much softer and more friend-shaped quizzy than Duserra, although they can still kick ass when pushed too far. They also cope with the stress of their life via humor, which has led me to discover that the SI has some hysterical joke lines in there.
Re: the brand and the last image (and fair warning this gets dark fast): the particular sad direction in which my brain ran with this is "why would you "ruin" the face of someone who very much is pretty enough to be a dancer/pleasure slave," which immediately led to the conclusion of "it's not something they typically do, it's a specific punishment" -> "Eidorrah tried to escape at least once and actually almost made it out and in retaliation they were branded in a way that would be all but impossible to ever hide or remove, so that there would be no point to trying to escape again because everyone who ever saw them would know immediately they were an escaped slave and at best would refuse to house them/at worst would actively try to bring them back in"
to get that close to freedom and then have it snatched away from you in such a horrifyingly thorough way... that kind of broke them, I think, exactly like it was intended to. There was no point in trying to escape anymore, and without the chance of escape, there was no point in resisting at all - fighting anything done to them could only ever make things worse now. So they just... put their head down and endured. Until their Force-sensitivity made itself known, of course. And now, it’s why they always try to look Extremely Obviously Sith, because if there’s even a chance someone could mistake them for not being Sith, that could end very badly.
Wing AU sketch, ft. Zash being uncomfortably possessive under the guise of comfort/sympathy and Eidorrah only not flinching at the way-too-intimate touch because they have years of practice with that
Eidorrah inherits a bunch of space horses from Thanaton and has no idea what to do with them; local freshly-ex-slave stable boy looks on in amusement
(They get past the initial hesitation at Oh My Gods That’s A Big Animal and end up loving the animals a great deal; riding becomes a hobby of theirs.)