YOU HAVE SUCH GOOD COLORS I want to just like, bathe in them they’re so good
asfhdhsgd THANKS ❤️❤️ come bathe in my artworks and enjoy the bright colors (avoid the artworks including Sith or other potentially lethal characters tho)
lordvitya replied to your post: sorry i’m just really excited i got a request for...
THE DREAM
i’m gonna apply for management positions at pet stores and supplement my income with the dogsitting thing.......i did the 9-5 commute 90 mins each way in/out of the city thing for 10 years and it was actually a lot of fun when i was in my 20s/early 30s but now it’s like.....i just wanna live in my apartment by the sea and play with dogs
" person A soothing them by stroking their hair and forehead till they fall asleep in their arms" bc that is my JAM
Darth Naqâz wasusually an eloquent man. During his tenure as the Emperor’s Wrath his sharptongue had been as infamous as his deadly lightsaber. But his wit failed completelyhim when Lana Beniko introduced two would-be assassins who had snuck in intothe Alliance base on Iokath. He just glanced at the blonde woman but when heset his eyes on the dark-haired man who was brought before him by Alliancesoldiers his eyes widened and he gasped: It was none other than Malavai Quinn,his former second-in-command.
“Quinn? I-Is thatyou?” stammered Naqâz. He didn’t miss the inquisitive look Lana shot him.
Quinn looked himcalmly in the eye. “In the flesh, my lord.”
Hearing his smoothvoice again gave Naqâz goose bumps. He gestured the Alliance soldiers torelease him.
The blonde womancleared her throat. “I hate to interrupt this reunion, but I have atime-sensitive request. I’m not an assassin, I’m Captain Elara Dorne of theRepublic. Supreme Commander Malcom wants a word with you. In private.”
“Empress Acinarequests the same, but unlike Malcom, she’s open to a group conference,” Quinn quicklysaid.
Naqâz was stillstaring at Quinn, but then he took a sharp breath and focussed on the task athand: “I have so many admirers, and so little time – patch them both through.”
While Malcom and Acinamade their case Naqâz caught himself, how his eyes wandered back to Quinn. Histemples had greyed a bit he looked as smart as ever. A warm feeling spread outin his chest. Where in the galaxy has he been?
His train of thoughtwas derailed when Lana asked him a question:
“Commander, do youwant to side with the Republic or the Empire?”
He crossed his arms.“The Empire took a considerable risk when they supported us against the EternalEmpire – I’m willing to overlook this transgression and remain true to ourally.”
“I knew it,” spatMalcom, “once an Imp always an Imp!”
“Retreat now and spareyourself the humiliating defeat,” replied Naqâz. “I don’t want to go to warwith the Republic, I’m merely honouring our alliance with the Empire.”
Theron steppedforward. “Listen to the Commander, you can’t win against the Alliance and theEmpire.”
“I can’t believe thatmy own son would choose this tyrant over me? Over the Republic?”
Theron averted hisgaze and said quietly: “Yes, I have.”
Malcom scoffed andended the call.
“Release Captain Dorneonce you’ve confirmed that the Republic has retreated,” commanded Naqâz.
The soldiers salutedand escorted her away.
The next couple ofhours were busy as the Imperial and the Alliance forces secured thesurroundings of their bases against Iokath droids. Naqâz had to negotiate withEmpress Acina to split up the looted technology.
“I’m certain that oursubordinates can hammer out the details of our hmm… Iokath-Agreement. I’m awarethat Major Quinn has served under you before – therefore I assume that youdon’t object that he will be the Imperial liaison to the Alliance?”
“Of course not,” Naqâzreplied a little too fast.
For a moment hethought that he saw a sneer on Acinas face just before she ended the holo call.
Naqâz leaned againstthe comm station and exhaled. Why was Quinn here? Where had he been? After allthese years and all the time he had been the face of the Alliance and only nowhe showed up?
An iron grip took holdof his chest, could he trust Quinn? Was he still the same man from five yearsago? Or had he changed his loyalties again? The doubts pained him – every timehe had met one of his friends, Vette, Pierce and Broonmark he realised what hehad lost during his imprisonment. Naqâz longed to confide in Quinn like he usedto, but at the same time he had seen too much to blindly trust anyone.
“My lord?”
Naqâz turned on hisheel and saw that Quinn had quietly approached him. He couldn’t help himself,he smiled at the man who eased into parade rest after standing attention.
“It’s been a longtime, Quinn.”
“Six years, eightmonths, twelve days, my lord.”
“You kept count?”Naqâz softly asked.
Quinn blushed alittle. “I’ve missed your company a great deal, my lord.”
Theron entered theconference room just when Naqâz wanted to ask him about the past years. Quinnlooked a little distressed when he realised that they weren’t alone anymore.
“Commander, I’veprepped your personal shuttle for your return to Odessen. Admiral Ago expectsyou tomorrow for a meeting with Zakuulan emissary-” Theron looked from Quinn toNaqâz and stopped mid-sentence. “I’m sorry, did I interrupt something?”
“No,” said Naqâz andQuinn in unison.
“Major Quinn willaccompany me – we need to discuss future cooperations between the Alliance andthe Empire.”
Theron smiled a littleand nodded. “Aaalright. Commander, Major – if you will excuse me.”
Naqâz watched Theronleave, he glanced at Quinn, but the other man averted his gaze.
They didn’t talk untilthey had left orbit and Naqâz had activated the auto-pilot. He looked out ofthe cockpit window until they had jumped into the hyper lane. Quinn sat on theco-pilot seat and was very busy reading something on his data pad. Anuncomfortable silence stretched out until Naqâz got up and loudly said: “Icould use a drink.”
He went back into thesmall galley and poured himself and after short hesitation also Quinn a glasswith Zakuulan vodka. He returned to the cockpit and handed Quinn the glass.
“Thank you, my lord,”said Quinn, he seemed pale.
Naqâz sat on thearmrest of the pilot’s chair and raised his glass. “To our reunion.”
He took a gulp of hisdrink and watched how Quinn hesitantly followed his example.
“Where have you been,Malavai?”
Quinn took another sipof his vodka and quickly glanced at Naqâz before averting his gaze once more.
“I attempted to do myduty, my lord. I’m afraid that I failed.”
Naqâz saw that Quinn’shand trembled a little. He got up and returned to the galley. He took thebottle of Zakuulan Vodka with him and filled Quinn’s glass up.
“I can’t imagine thatyou would ever fail to do your duty.”
Quinn looked at himwith a pained expression on his face. “But I did.” Suddenly he got up andbanged his full glass on the console of the cockpit. “I’m afraid I’m rathertired, my lord. May I retire to my quarters?”
Surprised by thissudden development Naqâz frowned and sighed. “Alright, your cabin is the one onthe left.”
Quinn bowed anddisappeared into the cabin. Naqâz watched the stars fly by and checked theplotted course before he poured himself another drink. Quinn had always been acomplicated man, but his behaviour was confusing. Well, he wouldn’t stop untilhe got a straight answer.
He yawned and stoodup. Naqâz stashed the vodka in the galley and entered his cabin, as soon as hehad stepped into the room he started to curse under his breath: He had completelyforgotten that he had ordered to fill up one of the cabins with crates fromIokath so that Dr. Oggurobb could start his research on the new weaponry. Hecould barely move in the cabin – it would take hours to remove all cargo.
By the Force! Well,then he would simply share a bed with Quinn. It was large enough and he hadslept next to his crew on countless missions. He undressed and put on his PJs.Then he brushed his teeth and stepped out of the cabin.
When he knocked onQuinn’s door he heard sheets rustle and moments later Quinn opened the door.His eyes widened a little when he saw Naqâz in his PJs.
“I forgot that mycabin is loaded with technology form Iokath. I suggest that we share a bed –moving all these crates out would take too long.”
Quinn’s eartips turnedpink, but he nodded. “Of course, my lord.” He moved out of the way and Naqâzstepped into the room.
Moments later theywere both lying in the bed staring at the ceiling. Naqâz could literally senseQuinn’ tension and finally he sighed.
“Do we want to talkabout it?”
Quinn shifted uncomfortably.“We have to, don’t we?”
“Well, you know me – Iwon’t rest until I’ve gotten to the bottom of this.”
“I know, it’s just- I-I’m worried.”
Naqâz turned to faceQuinn; the other man was still staring at the ceiling. “Why?”
“After youdisappeared, I spent months on the hunt. Minister Lorman even heard about mycrusade and ordered me to call off the search. He wanted the Emperor’s Wrath to‘stay missing’. Naturally, I refused… and found myself in Imperial prison.”
Naqâz gasped – Imperialprison! Even the most decent one’s were infernal – penal colonies in remoteareas. The death toll was staggering.
Quinn blinked a fewtimes before he haltingly continued. “I was locked away for years—they demandedthat I would admit that you have been killed. I- I wanted to stay true to youbut I … I couldn’t take it anymore.” Now his eyes were positively wet withtears. “I renounced you, I swore to stop looking for you. I said to everyonewho asked that you were dead. Shortly after that I was promoted and started towork for Acina.”
Naqâz propped up onhis right elbow and put his left hand on Quinn’s shoulder. Seeing this usually stoicman fighting with his emotions gave him a stab in the heart.
“Malavai…”
“I really tried tofind you, I missed- I swore loyalty to you and I broke my oath.” A single tearran down from the corner of his eye. “I actually tried to approach you once.When you visited Acina on Dromund Kaas. But I lost my nerve… I worried you’dnever forgive me. For Darth Baras, for abandoning you and returning to theEmpire.”
Naqâz slid closer toQuinn and embraced him. Quinn sniffled and returned the hug, burying his faceinto Naqâz broad chest.
“I missed you too,Malavai. And I forgave you a long time ago for Baras.”
“I’m sorry,” said Quinnwith a throaty voice.
“You don’t haveanything to apologize for,” replied Naqâz. He softly stroked Quinn’s hair. “Youdidn’t break your oath, you came back to me.”
He felt how Quinncalmed down and relaxed a little. Soon Malavai’s breath became deeper andcalmer. Naqâz continued stroking his hair and fastened his grip around his warmbody. By the stars, he had missed him so much! He inhaled Quinn’s familiar scent– it made him feel secure, it was as if he had returned home after a longjourney. All his worries and his doubts disappeared as he slowly fell asleepnext to Quinn.
HELLO I saw you were accepting Ciphers for the Wall (which is a brilliant idea, I love) and I would like to put forward my boy Varin, who’s gone and erased himself from Imperial records and is pretty much as good as dead as far as the Empire’s concerned, though he lingers in Imperial space to look after his Sith brother. (I hope this is an okay way to send a screenshot? My brain is goop right now adklskghlj.)
YES PERFECT.
Thank you!!! I will install his star hopefully tomorrow. ♥♥♥
