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[petitehux]

34. 35.

                                                character solidifying 

34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous?

Not necessarily as self-righteous as her brother but she has her moments.She’s not really revengeful or contemptuous either. She has a fairly normalsense of self worth, she only thinks she’s better cause she knows she is.

35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures?

Ryann kicks herself for her errors. In her family, a failure is a failure no matter howsmall and she knows that when she messes up, it reflects on not just herself buther brother. When it comes to disasters, she’s pretty cool under pressure & shewill go down trying to prevent failures.

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@infiltrationtactics​ // Continued.

It had been hard to hide it, to lock that part of himself away. Harder still to hide it from her, especially as time wore on and what had first developed as a mutual dalliance had become else. Weaving into something more intricate, something harder to define. And when those lips has pressed against his he had felt the weight of that deception, at the perceived slight with every ounce of his being. 

He reached out and touched her arm, feeling her pull away from him once again, grasping for her mind at the same time with a gentle touch. A touch he had previously only allowed himself as she had drifted within the embrace of sleep. To see the nightmares within her mind, attempting to steer them towards somewhat happier ends. He wasn’t cruel after all - at least never intentionally so - not to her and not to any under his command. Everything he did was for the future of  The First Order, for their Supreme Leader. Everything in his life had been for Snoke, and him alone. 

And yet somehow she had still come to mean something more to him.

                   Something he couldn’t simply meditate away.

She hated him. In this moment he could feel it rolling off of her like a thick fog. And still underneath it he could feel the betrayal, the sadness, the love she felt for him. However twisted and against her nature it had started as, what it had eventually become. 

She would battle him, her pride demanded it. But he could at least allow himself to show her that what had been between them had been anything but lies. It has been the one truth he had allowed himself in the years since he had been ordered into silence, Into the life of deception he had cultivated - even to himself. 

He grasped her arm once again and pulled her towards him, his other gloved hand reaching up to cup her chin as he pressed a fierce kiss to her lips. Feeling her respond in kind, the lips moving under his own whether consciously or not. He poured his forgiveness into it, and even if she didn’t feel it - hear it as he touched her mind with his - he would tell her as well. With words, with something she would appreciate. 

                She would not walk away from this - from him. 

Not when she could finally see him for what he truly was. What they could be together. 

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infiltrationtactics replied to your post:[cracks knuckles] time to watch the star wars...

DONT

its been two minutes and ive already died twice

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3. 7. 53. 59.

@infiltrationtactics // Questions about roleplaying

(Still Accepting)

3. What’s something you like about how you write?

(Sweats furiously) UM ヽ༼ °_◞° ༽ﾉ

7. What’s a negative thing about your character that you enjoy writing?

I enjoy writing that fact that he’s a devoted asshole who will do anything for the First Order even though they are a terrible terrible organization. But then again I seem to have found a niche of writing terrible people. 

53. What’s a trope or plot you’ll never get sick of roleplaying?

Babies Ever After? Fake Dating? Friends to Lovers? Take your pick B]

59. What/Who is a character you think you would like to roleplay? What’s currently stopping you from roleplaying them?

I would really like to roleplay Robbie Rotten and the only thing stopping me is the ire of the roleplay community and you hating me forever. jk not jk sorta

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❅ ⌨

❅ – keeping warm/keeping cool techniques

On Jakku, her wardrobe was suited to keeping her cool yet protected from the sun. If it became unbearably hot, she would retreat into the coolest corner of her home and press her cheek against the metal of the walls. She has a lot more trouble with keeping warm in cold weather—she still doesn’t really have a lot of cold weather clothing, though a few Resistance members have donated hand me downs. When it gets very cold, she’ll wear as many of those clothes as possible, plus perhaps a blanket or two. The fact that so many people were willing to donate clothes to her of their own free will, with nothing in return, metaphorically warms her heart.

⌨ – time-wasting habits

Rey is not a person who wastes a lot of time. Growing up as someone who fought for every scrap she got means that she didn’t spend a lot of time relaxing. In the afternoons and evenings, mostly to keep the hunger from her belly, she would often daydream about her family or, more broadly, what the galaxy was like outside of her homeworld.

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@infiltrationtactics // Send me an emoticon

(Still Accepting) 

 ☾ = being found shirtless 

It wasn’t often that Hux found himself in front of Arris’s quarters, their meetings normally finding themselves in his own -slightly more lavish - rooms instead. She had been aloof for the past few days, no doubt due some perceived defect she had found in the way he had addressed something. 

                                                                                As was normally the case. 

While not not a wholly regular occurrence he knew how best to deal with such situations when they made themselves known. Which is why - small and discreet box in hand - he found himself staring at the durasteel door in front of him. He had let her know of course, negotiating a time that worked for both of them. Her agreement to his presence in her quarters obviously signaling she had enough time to ‘cool off’ from whatever she held over him.

He pressed the door control and announced himself waiting for a few moments before repeating the gesture. His jaw tightening as the moments ticked by into minutes. He checked his holopad briefly, confirming the time was correct. A message from her only an hour ago confirming she was in her quarters. He could not ignoring the creeping image of her purposefully ignoring him prickling at the edge of his mind. 

His foot tapped the floor in irritation as he reached for the door controls again, instead electing to press the open function. Surprising even himself when the door opened without further command, the door locks obviously never having been engaged. He peered inside and stepped through the threshold of the quarters, the door coming to a soft close behind him as he surveyed the room.

The common room was empty but the soft sounds of movement could be heard coming from the door to the sleeping quarters on the far side of the room. His feet carried him to the door, depositing the small neatly packaged box on a tabletop as he passed. 

“Is there a reason why your d-” he started as the door to the sleeping quarters opened, stopping him in his tracks as he came face to face with an extremely familiar half naked form. 

While unexpected he could not deny it was a very pleasing sight. 

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☄ ♠

@infiltrationtactics // Munday Meme

(Still Accepting) 

☄:What you think of your Muse.

He’s a cool nerd but also a terrible terrible person.

♠:What’s one thing you dislike about your Muse?

He’s a terrible terrible person.

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( @infiltrationtactics​ // starter call )

“You’re one of the new recruits. A defector, yes?” Zella wasn’t as quick to forgive former members of the First Order as her colleagues--- at least until they’d proved themselves.