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Tagged by: @harper-2112​

Name: Marie Zodiac sign: Libra Gender: Female Height: 5′5″ Favorite colour: Practically any shade of purple Time right now: 10:25AM

Average hours of sleep: 6-ish on weeknights, 8~10 on weekends Last thing I googled: Kyle Katarn (No but I’m here for Finn being partially inspired by him and Finn Galfridian like you have no idea) Lucky number: 10 Number of blankets: One comforter? Favorite characters: Do we have all day? lol In the SW fandom I mean I love the trios, and BB-8. And Yoda. Favorite books: Uuuuum, maybe the Mortal Instruments series by Cassandra Clare. Or Harry Potter. IDK I’m kinda into travel books lately (and I’ve been getting my hands on anything TFA/Star Wars related lol) Favorite bands/artists: Don’t really have one? I try anything/anyone once

Dream job: Wow, so many. I wanted to be a flight attendant, voice actress, ESL teacher in Japan or South Korea, classical musician What am I wearing right now: Long grey shirt and navy blue tights Randoms facts: It takes more muscles to frown than to smile When did you create your blog: January 22nd, 2016

Current amount of followers: 29 ahaha is that embarassing? What made you decide to join tumblr: I loved all the gifs and I needed a new place to RP~ Why did I choose my URL: All the ‘obvious’ ones were taken? lol So I kinda had to think about it. I mean all Finn really wanted was to be free, I feel like, but even though he technically is now it’s like he still isn’t because he doesn’t even know what it means to be free. So it’s still a concept that he’s ‘chasing’. What do you post about: RP related stuff (most of time lol) Who is your most active follower: At the moment it’s @thegraylotus <3 Do I get asks on a daily basis: No~! But I’d love it =D

People I tag: Anyone who reads this, I tag you! *throws a Pokeball*

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Saying he was part of the Resistance left a bitter taste in his mouth, but frankly, what choice did he have? The First Order didn’t deserve his loyalty, not out of their beliefs, but because it was illogical to be loyal to a cause that was so disloyal to him that regardless of his views, they would likely terminate him as soon as they saw him, just for being captured.

The Resistance base was just as filthy as ever, and Nines knew kriffing well that half the people here didn’t trust him as far as they could throw him. Not that he particularly cared. As long as they had his back in a fight, they could say whatever they wanted.

He was still trying to figure out this ‘freedom’ lark that they kept banging on about. The word was in air quotes because it certainly felt a lot like chaos. In this case, he was referring to the mess hall, having selected his food based on nutritional value. Now, the tables were mobbed, with no rhythm or rhyme to who was sat where, nor established intervals, nor-- It would have been easy to get lost in the sea of anarchy, but Nines had a rule. Find the first open seat, sit down, eat, talk to whoever wanted to talk to him, then leave. That was all there was to it. Everything would continue as normal, right down to the guy walking past him.

Except--

“--Mirrors?” His tone was rife with disbelief as he stared, dumbfounded at the guy. No...it couldn’t be...could it?