#jaigcaptain

[debelltio-a]

Eat your carrots.

[starbrd]

                    “   A   GIRL   CAN   do   what   she   wants   to   do   and   that's   what   I'm   gonna   do.   An'   I   don't   give   a   damn   'bout   my   bad   reputation.   ”

@jaigcaptain​

[skywlkrr]

starter for @jaigcaptain​

                     𝐀   𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆,   𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆,   𝐀𝐍𝐃   𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆   𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊   𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄   ──   that   is   Darth   Vader.   In   a   sea   of   attentive   stormtroopers   clad   in   white   armor,   the   Sith   Lord   stands   against   them   like   a   monolith   stands   against   an   ocean.   He   will   not   be   deterred   and   a   path   clears   for   his   arrival   without   question.   His   cape   billows   in   the   wind   behind   him   like   an   ominous   dark   cloud,   buffeting   his   already   hulking   body.   Even   behind   their   expressionless   helmets   it   is   clear   that   there   is   a   sense   of   curiosity   emanating   from   each   soldier   (   who   exactly   was   this   man   that   they   had   just   captured   that   would   warrant   a   personal   visit   to   some   backwoods   planet   from   Darth   Vader   himself?   ).   But   not   a   word   was   spoken   as   the   Sith   Lord   stops   in   front   of   the   two   commander   Stormtroopers   who   had   their   blasters   pointed   at   a   man   kneeling   on   the   ground.   

A   face   that   he   had   seen   time   and   time   again   during   the   time   before   the   Empire;   a   face   that   had   once   been   branded   to   the   Galactic   Republic   as   defenders   of   democracy   ──   the   face   of   a   clone.   And   not   just   any   clone...   no...   this   very   particular   clone   had   once   been   an   ally   from   a   life   he   had   barely   remember   and   could   hardly   call   his   own   anymore.   Captain   Rex   of   the   Galactic   Republic   Army,   501st   Legion.   Captain   to   General   Anakin   Skywalker.   

“It   seems   you   do   not   lack   imagination.   Not   many   would   have   made   it   this   far   into   Imperial   territory   before   being   captured.”

[omcgaa]

@jaigcaptain​ said: " stay calm. "

              STAY   CALM.   It   was   easily   said,   but   to   actually   do   it   proved   more   difficult   than   done.   She   was   new   at   this,   new   at   shooting,   but   she   knew   she   couldn’t   be   an   easy   target   like   she   was.   Omega   wanted   to   do   more   to   help   the   team,   to   be   more   helpful   than   just...   this.   She   knew   how   much   the   team   struggled   with   finding   that   happy   medium   with   losing   Crosshair,   and   now   they   had   to   worry   about   her   too.

               “   I   AM   being   calm,   ”   words   were   huffed   out,   the   hands   on   her   bow   were   tense,   arms   shaking   as   she   held   it   in   place.   Stay   calm.   Breathe.   That’s   all   she   had   to   do.   Focus   on   the   target.   Wasn’t   that   what   Echo   said?   She   knew   being   frustrated   wouldn’t   help   the   situation,   “   I’m   trying   really   hard.   ”   finally,   she   brought   down   the   bow,   shoulders   slumped,   and   hazel   hues   on   the   ground.

                   A   SMALL   sigh   slipped   through   her   lips,   and   now   looking   up   at   the   captain,   “   Sorry.   I   haven’t   done   this   before.   Only   a   small   bit   with   Echo.   ”   no,   she   didn’t   want   to   let   the   team   down.   She   didn’t   want   to   let   him   down.   Omega   didn’t   know   him   personally,   but   she   could   already   feel   how   important   he   was.

[spinebarrels]

      ❝ my life has been survival of the fittest, but....i did it. ❞    [ older than i am / lennon stella ]

lyric starter call for @jaigcaptain​ 

[parantapa]

Fun for @jaigcaptain​ 

Through the weight of her boots, Ahsoka couldn’t help watching in mild fascination her feet sink into the snow that surrounded the area. Orto Plutonia is a frigid planet, full of nothing but ice and snow. The only reason she was out here, was for the peace-talks between Senator Chuchi and the Talz chief. While nothing too dangerous should stir, one couldn’t be too careful... 

That said, the padawan found herself gathering some of the snow in her gloved hands. She formed an easy ball, inwardly grinning before letting herself ease into the force. 

It flew, straight and true--colliding with the helmet of one Captain. Quickly tucking her hands into her coat, her eyes went wide as he turned and she glanced around.  ❝ Woah! Where’d that come from? ❞

[sithstolen]

    “    so are we both the fool?    ”     the padawan pauses,  her expression laced with some kind of sorrow not usually seen amongst the jedi.  the loss she had recently felt had been digging into her with such sharp claws.    “    we’re both fighting the same war.    ”

@jaigcaptain​   :   " only a fool fights a war they can’t win. "      /      too lazy to find the meme.

[aniimvs]

            the padawan was dead. a single antenna that clung to the bludgeoned caldera of sticky gore that was once a face. his vibrant green skin was gone, slashed into pulpy ribbons of turquoise. delicate dew drops of green blood shimmered black in the hazy alley glow.

            the jedi killer stood over his victim, admiring the ferocity of his work with numb regard. dark stains on his midnight robes grew richer as the evidence of his crimes soaked deeper. his spine convulsed with an involuntary shudder as he choked on the lump in his throat.

            kylo didn't mean to be so cruel. it'd been so easy to rip the rodian's life away and cut the force free from its meaty prison. so easy, to abandon his hand to fear. again and again, the dark crescendo in his heart brought the blade down until what was left of the body offered no resistance aside from a sickening squelch.

            speckled with verdant dots, the padawan's lightsaber languished beside his still-warm hand. kylo contemplated plucking it from the ground and smashing it into the ground till its delicate parts reflected its owner. but the murderer was interrupted by the presence of another.

            the closer this new signature got, the more uncanny it became. the killer tested it, searching for some resistance. nothing. whoever approached was no jedi.

            there was no time to run, kylo realized as a thread of blood outlined the still hungry edge of his blade.

            and there could be no witnesses.

music-inspired transmission for @jaigcaptain​ // klvne - blood frequency