It's weird, playing Kalketa on Balmorra and him talking to Quinn. Kalketa doesn't know he's talking to his father, and Quinn wouldn't realize that Kal is in fact his son, since Feyrl concealed her pregnancy during divorce proceedings.
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It's weird, playing Kalketa on Balmorra and him talking to Quinn. Kalketa doesn't know he's talking to his father, and Quinn wouldn't realize that Kal is in fact his son, since Feyrl concealed her pregnancy during divorce proceedings.
Luxara and Kalketa though.
Kalketa wants to be friends, or at least on good terms, with everyone, including Jedi.
Luxara, on the other hand, thinks Sith should be beaten into a pulp.
Thus, their first meeting was basically Kal frantically defending himself from this pissed Cathar whilst desperately insisting 'I don't want to hurt you I just want to talk please stop'.
She couldn't help but feel protective of him. Her youngest child, her only son, her little boy...and he was out within the society of the Sith.
Most Sith were cruel and hungry for power, and Kalketa was not. He was so happy, like a ray of sunshine even when the storms on Dromund Kaas almost turned the city black as night.
Feyrl would do anything to defend that sunlight in her life. Anything.
"Muma! There you are!" His orange eyes lit up when he saw her, and despite being an adult in his own right, he bounded over to her with the delight of a child, wrapping her in a big hug.
"How are you doing, my darling?" She cooed, running her fingers through his jet black hair.
"I'm doing fine." He beamed at her. "I'm really happy to see you, Muma."
"As am I to see you." Feyrl replied, tucking an errant strand of hair behind his ear. He's grown so fast. "I get worried about you sometimes. You've a gentler way than other Sith, and I don't want you to get hurt."
"Don't worry, Muma, I won't." He clasped her hands in his, and she could feel his sincerity. "You taught me well. I can hold my own."
"I hope so, darling." She sighed, and Kalketa squeezed her hands.
"I will be. Trust me. I'll do you proud."
"You already do." She murmured softly, planting a kiss on his forehead. "I suppose I should let you get on."
"Yeah." He nodded, the only sadness shown by how smaller his smile was. "But I'll see you again, Muma! Promise!" He waved goodbye, and soon vanished back into the crowds.
"I'm surprised he's not got the stars shining out of his arse." Came an amused and gruff voice behind her, and Feyrl turned to see a familiar shape leaning against a wall. She raised a brow ridge.
"I take my boy's happiness very seriously, Lieutenant." She spoke, folding her arms.
"That I can see." He admitted, pushing off his support. "But if you keep coddling him, someone's going to mistake you for being soft-hearted."
"Like you can talk, Pierce." Feyrl smirked, holding his gaze as he came to stand before her.
"Well, someone has to keep your tough reputation up to scratch." He said.
"And how do you think you'll do that?"
"By taking care of your happiness." He rumbled, dropping a kiss onto her forehead.
Kalketa + shoes
Kalketa is a little like me in regards to shoes; we have one or two pairs, wear them to almost absolute destruction and then buy a new pair.
As a result, he doesn't really care more for them, but he does take his time to find some proper armoured boots whenever he is going into battle. Although he prefers to not fight and talk his enemies down, he is a Juggernant who likes to be prepared.
So don't expect to be able to stamp on his toes.
For Kalketa: why are you so cute, and do you like older women?
"I don't know if I can answer that one! But I'm really glad you think of me that way..."
"Older women? Like, um, in their 30s? Yeah, I think I'd be alright with that; I know a friend who fell head over heels with a guy who was 35, and I gotta admit, he was right up my alley. So yeah, I'd be fine with older women." ^^
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Aww.
Feyrl would often get into trouble with Kal because she'd always wash Azoo when he got too dirty and mucky (and she did it by hand so not to damage him).
She never managed to explain to him that no, she wasn't trying to drown Azoo, she was just giving him a well-needed bath.
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Sak is a sweetheart who loves milk, and he has a stuffed bantha named Mr. Bantha. Does Kalketa’s nerf have a name?
He called it Azoo when he was a little boy and the name stuck, for some reason or another.
All for Kalketa!
Alrighty then, here we go!
☾ - sleep headcanon
Kalketa has a bad habit of stretching all his limbs out and taking up as much space in the bed as he can. This annoys his partners, as you can imagine.
★ - sad headcanon
Kalketa knows one of his sisters is missing (Zamesh), and he searches for her constantly on non-Imperial planets. Feyrl keeps telling him that Zamesh doesn't want to be found, but Kal doesn't listen; he just wants to find her and let her know he exists...
☆ - happy headcanon
This is Kalketa's default state, really. You know he's truly happy because his orange eyes seem to shine.
☠ - angry/violent headcanon
He rarely gets angry, unless he gets drunk. Then he gets rather arsey and pushy, which is why he never drinks to drunkenness.
✿ - Sex headcanon
He likes to try new things in the bedroom, so long as it doesn't involve violence such as whipping.
■ - Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon
Kalketa has a stuffed nerf toy he keeps in his quarters and cuddles when he has nightmares. He's wise enough to hide the toy when he has lovers around, but he never removes it from his quarters.
♡ - romantic headcanon
Kalketa doesn't take break-ups too hard; though it does upset him, he reassures himself that his partner just didn't click with him, and that's fine.
♥ - family headcanon
When Rica, Feyrl's fourth child is born, Kalketa spends the vast majority of his time as a babysitter for her. Feyrl was a bit flappy about this, bing a very hands-on mother, but she was pleasantly surprised by his ability to handle the youngster.
☮ - friendship headcanon
Kalketa will become friends with anyone who lets him, and he doesn't really have a concept of secrets, at least from his side; he'll tell his friends tons of stuff about himself, but he will keep their friends unless told otherwise.
♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon
Kal likes to pull or pinch on his chin tendrils when he's either being thoughtful or anxious about something.
☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon
Kalketa likes blue milk and often leaves breakfast with a little milk moustache.
▼ - childhood headcanon
Kal liked to follow his mother around the Academy when he was little, holding onto her robes as she walked. Though probably in a vulnerable situation, Kal never noticed and loved it. He was never harrassed probably because of the baleful glares his mother gave to anyone who dared look her son's way.
∇ -. old age/aging headcanon
Kalketa would probably be the grandpa that teases his grandchildren terribly, but he also spoils them silly because he can.
♒ - cooking/food headcanon
Kalketa loves to cook for himself, often singing as he works. He ploves making pizza.
☼ - appearance headcanon
Kalketa is not vain, but keeps himself immaculately groomed, contributing to his 'proud' appearance, but really he just wants to look nice for people.
ൠ - random headcanon
Kal has a birth mark on his right butt cheek. It's nothing special, just a dark red blob. Kal pretends to be mildly offended when people kiss or tease him about, but he's just teasing.