#jediknicht

[crimsonshe-a]

  @jediknicht​ : ❝ oh, darling, things seem so unstable.  ❞

     “    things..    ”     an exasperated sigh leaves red lips as she pulls her eyes from the man,   a slight shake of her head following.        “    things are fine.   stable.   its not quite your place.    ”         fingers web together before her,   brown eyes rising to meet his once more as she gambles with the truth.    -    crimson dawn was still strong,   but their was a sense of danger looming.   at least,   to her there was. 

[marshalcommands-moved]

@jediknicht​     /     sc.

          the  vaulted  halls  of  the  jedi  temple  make  announcing  his  presence  so  much  easier :  his  steps  echo  and  reverb  through  the  marble  architecture,  the  high  ceiling  and  towering  pillars  making  him  seem  all  so  small  in  comparison.  there’s  a  hush  that’s  made  its  home  here     -     not  tense,  as  though  one  misstep  would  descend  upon  him  a  gaggle  of  trainers  to  scold  and  belittle,  like  kamino,  but  one of  reverence  and  peaceful  warm  feelings.  the  walls  are  a  muted  tone,  so  unlike  the  harsh  white  sterility  of  cody’s  home.

          in  his  full  kit,  battle - scarred  helmet  tucked  under  his  arm,  this  soldier  feels  all  the  more  out  of  place.

          it’s  sheer  luck  cody’s  managed  to  find  the  main  hallway  at  all :  the  temple  is  full  of  little  winding  pathways  to  steer  him  off - target,  young  cadets     ( padawans? )     who’ve  not  yet  experienced  war  traversing  through  the  halls  with  a  glimmer  in  their  eyes.  obi - wan  had  commed  him  earlier  to  arrange  a  meeting  with  the  council  detailing  the  results  of  their  latest  campaign,  and  now  he’s  going  to  be  late  because  his  general  hadn’t  given  him  a  map --

          “excuse  me --  sir?’  but  cody  is  a  big  kid  now,  and  he’s  not  above  asking  for  directions  when  he  knows  he’s  lost.  “i’m  looking  for  the  jedi  council  chambers.  where  are  they?”

[oceanforged-a]

@jediknicht​ said  ♪ / cleopatra - the lumineers

❝ but i must admit it, i would marry you in an instant. ❞ she glances up at him then, and unusually shy smile curling at the corners of her lips. golden flecked eyes drift away, back up to the night sky. ❝ damn your wife, i’d be your mistress just to have you around. ❞ the constellations are reflected in her gaze, and they give her the courage to reach out and take vikk’s hand in her own.

[oceanforged-a]

@jediknicht​ said  💋

she was busy running through the plan for their latest job, busy figuring out the best way to get their ( larger than normal ) cargo from point a to point b. papers and maps and scattered over the desk in front of her, and she’s aware that at this point she’s pretty much just talking to herself. darlene’s head tilts slightly as she hears vikk come up behind her, though she continues on her her hypothetical statements about airdrops and timing. therefore, her chair being spun around and the kiss given were completely unexpected, though not unwelcome. her head tilts back to deepen the kiss, and one hand comes up to rest gently against vikk’s cheek.

[finalstepsmoved]

@jediknicht​  said  :  “  if  you  have  to  go  ,  i  will  go  with  you  .  ”

𝘙𝘌𝘠  𝘛𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘚  𝘛𝘖𝘞𝘈𝘙𝘋𝘚  𝘛𝘏𝘌  𝘖𝘏  𝘚𝘖  𝘍𝘈𝘔𝘐𝘓𝘐𝘈𝘙  𝘝𝘖𝘐𝘊𝘌  .  a  sigh  escapes  her  chapped  and  pink  lips  as  she  turns  on  her  heels  ,  knowing  exactly  what  to  expect  when  she  finally  saw  him  .   “  you’re  not  .  “   her  words  are simple  ,  calm  &  yet  not  calm  at  all  .  she  was  holding  back  .   “  no  .  you aren’t  .  i’m  doing  this  alone  .  you’re  needed  here  ...  with  the  resistance  .  and  with  leia  .  “

[oceanforged-a]

@jediknicht said   ♟ : Patching up a wound !!!!

their last job hadn’t really gone the way it was supposed to. the client decided at the last minute to back out of the offer ( after the cargo had already been delivered ) and instead opted to open fire on them. darlene had been hit at some point during the getaway ; a shot from a blaster grazing across her upper back. it didn’t seem that bad at the time, until she realised that she wouldn’t be able to clean up the wound herself. fortunately for her, vikk was more than willing to help.

❝ you might have to cut my shirt open. i don’t think i can raise my arms to get it off. ❞ she sat with her back to him, head turned to the side as she spoke. she was careful to keep the pain out of her voice, keeping her tone soft. she wasn’t able to help the sense of weariness that slipped through. she was exhausted after that ordeal, and assumed that vikk felt the same. a pause and then she was turning around to face him, grabbing his hands and intertwining her fingers with his. ❝ just ---- be gentle, alright? ❞ she wasn’t used to other people looking after her, never trusted anyone enough to do it. but ------ ❝ i trust you. ❞ it’s a near whisper, but the weight of the words is obvious. 

[bastxrdsisgone]

"I get in trouble a lot."

An understatement but one the other kid didn't need to really know about. He'd done his best trying to stay out of the Resistance's way. The further he stayed from Leia the better off he would be. The better off they would be. And yet somehow he still managed to find trouble. A part of him had hoped that he could avoid anything relating to the First Order. He knew his son was involved with them and that eventually he'd have to face that part of his past. Not yet. Han wasn't quite ready for that. Though it seemed as if he wasn't going to have much of a choice. If this was one of Ben's knights he knew his son wouldn't be far behind. That was the sort of trouble he wasn't quite ready for and with Chewie there slightly behind hi he knew he could get out of trouble. "But I'm sure you do, too. So why don't we just leave without finding more."

@lcstknight​