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Rivals Prompts

@villainship asked:

How do you manage all those characters after the server merge, wow?! Haha. Re: the SWTOR OC category, which ones are "3. Most humble VS Most arrogant" and/or "23. Best at self-care VS Most self-destructive"? :) -R 

To be honest I haven’t played SWTOR since the server mergers, sad as that is. But it was difficult enough before with multiple servers worth of characters.  heh

Ok, so this is part 1 of the second question:

23. Best at self-care VS Most self-destructive (Part 1 - Best at Self Care)

Best at Self-Care (Vadil)

There were times that Sha’ran’tarthi thought his captain really should have sought a career in the holoflicks, and this was one of them. After all, he’d been at the drop off as well, and he didn’t feel the need to lie about bemoaning every little ache and pain and every tiny scuff on his clothing. Of course, what Vadil wore was much more expensive and far less practical than his own choices, and wasn’t that in itself a dramatic gesture to make when you knew you were going to be using the cargo lifters?

“Ugh.” There were Alderaanian holonovels that featured the same kind of draping about the Mirialan was affecting across the (whole row of, mind you) shuttle seats. “After this, my friend, we are taking a month’s holiday on some resort planet. Preferably with lots of hot springs and a very permissive society of pretty people.”

“So just like every other holiday destination, then?” Harant couldn’t keep the dry words from erupting. “Look, Vadil - we can’t afford it right now. Even with that last job, the maximum amount of time we can take off would be a week, and that’s going to the cheaper places with no gambling.”

“Stars.” A hand artfully pressed against the green forehead, shading both eyes and knife-like cheek tattoos alike. “All I ask in this galaxy is to earn enough for a decent life - is that too much?” He sighed, a deep breath of the long suffering. “When we get back to the Pleasure, I am going to have a good long bath.”  

Harant wasn’t surprised when the green head ended up in his own lap, those blue eyes now beseeching as they gazed upwards at him.

“Will you give me a massage when we get back?” came the whimper.

Give Vadil a millimeter and he’d take a parsec, but maybe it would stop the whining. With tight lips Harant nodded as he reached for his datapad.

“Yes, Vadil. I will.”

“Good. You give the best rubs.” Mollified, Vadil settled himself comfortably against the Chiss’ thighs. “Then I can return the…”

“No.”

The sly grin said it all, but Vadil added, “It’s always worth the try.”

* * * * * *

Seriously, of all my characters, do you think that Vadil wouldn’t be the one to take advantage of a moment of ease? It’s only at his most emotional and upset that he forgets that even moderation is also self care.

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Things I have discovered in doing this: I have way too many Chiss. So here is the first of three posts featuring my blue sweeties. First up, Ebon Hawk’s.

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New outfits!

Vadil’s new “work outfit”.

Harant’s old smuggling outfit! Or is it what he wears during KotFE?

Zazre’s new healing outfit! Maybe I’ll reverse the colours...

Basmeesh’s “sniping” outfit!

Bas’s casino hostess outfit!

And finally, Tlabine’s new... killing... outfit... Yeah.

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Strength, and the Chariot in Reverse, for Vadil?

Strength: On what issue is your character persistent?

The Chariot in Reverse: When has your character’s pride or arrogance been their downfall?

“You knew this deal was no good. So are you really surprised we ended up here?”

The walls were gunmetal grey; smooth, without apparent seam or rivets. There was nothing in that small room except two men and a lot of antipathy. With barely enough room for the two of them to sit upright, the only light was the red regard of the Chiss as he glared at the Mirialan.

“It was a good - no, a great deal!” came the protest. “He’d swallowed it whole! It wasn’t my fault his wife came home early!”

“Not your fault. Even though you’d also slept with her the night before, and made arrangements to carry her cargo to Ord Mantell, and not his.”

Innocently the Mirialan spread his hands, though the gesture did nothing to salve the Chiss’ mind, given that a green thumb almost went up his nose from it.

“How was I supposed to know they were together, and running rival operations?”

“By letting me do the research before you head in there crotch first!” With a snort the Chiss turned away, scratching at his arm in irritation.

“Yeah, well,” the Mirialan said, his tone modified to his best “apologetic” mumble. “Maybe there’s that. I’m sorry, ‘Rant.”

“No you’re not. You never are.”

After that, the silence stretched on, the Chiss pointedly looking away from the sad Mirialan, blue eyes wide and deep, as though he were an Akk puppy who had been kicked.

“Hey, ‘Rant?” Silence was never around too much when the Mirialan was there. It pricked at his ears and made him bored. Boredom and Vadil had never really mixed well.

“What?” The red eyes still studied the featureless wall, refusing to meet the puppy gaze.

“Seeing as we’re here, do you think we could…” he wheedled.

“No.”

“You haven’t even heard what I’m going to say.”

“No.”

“But…?”

“It’s always the same. “Let’s have sex to pass the time”,” he mocked. “No.”

Defeated, the Mirialan slumped against his own far-too-close wall, idly pondering on just how they’d get out of this one.

“Have you worked out how we’re going to get away?”

“Not yet.” the Chiss grumped. “Just let me think. Quietly, if that’s even possible for you.”

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most amusing ocs :D

Ah, but amusing to me, or to others around them, is the question here.  ;-)

Number one has to be…

Vadil. When he’s not stressing me out for being so different to my usual style of character, he makes me laugh at some of the totally outrageous things he says and does.

Kin’troxa is next, simply because she’s so naive that she comes across as clueless. She is a bit of a Pollyanna, likes to try to believe the best in people, and isn’t the most aware/observant person in the galaxy. I’m sure others around her find her more “frustrating” than “funny” at times, though.

Harant. Oh ye gods, that wry Chiss wit of his, and that subtle sarcasm. Put him in a situation where he’s reacting to Vadil (or Doc!), and I’m in stitches.

Tatane. I’m afraid I had to ask my husband for help at this point, and he came up with Grumpy Cat. While in game she’s really not that amusing to be around - she’s got a hair trigger temper, prefers droids to people, and is also kind of scary - to play she’s a hoot, and the way we talk about her is tear-inducing. You want to beat the crap out of that Alderaanian noble? Tatane will oblige.

Rahun. Oh, my big furry cuddlebug, you never cease to amuse me with your regen item. He walks the line between pure badarsery and cinnamon roll, and I wouldn’t have him any other way. He’s not the brightest blaster bolt, but he’s not the dimmest either.

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It never occurred to me that I'd never told you. ❤️

Harant simply watched for a moment, his pitted face impassive as his faded red eyes studied her. Perhaps it might be considered Chiss or even a Jedi lack of emotion, he thought, but with a wry twist of his lips, he knew he was fooling no one.

For a moment his regard softened, and he touched the freighter captain’s face with gentle fingertips.

“I appreciate it, Selani.” he murmured, abruptly sad for some reason he couldn’t quite define. “And I will always try to be here when you need me.”

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Oooh ooh. "What did you just call me?" I don't care which character of yours or mine.

"What did you just call me?" The Rattataki Padawan couldn’t contain her grin, despite the fact it was directed at her far too serious Chiss Master.

"I was under the impression that word meant 'esteemed one' in Rattataki.” The flat tone the words were uttered with illustrated the swiftness that impression had been shattered. “I take it it doesn’t.”

"No." Kadru giggled, the grin brightening. "It means… well, the closest word I know in basic to it is ‘Darling’. I didn’t know you felt that way, Master!”

Harant ejected a short, sharp exhalation of breath.

"I really need to have a word to Selani." he muttered, tucking his hands into his robe sleeves.