#ordersurvived

[secondsister-a]

"---𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑." That, or she’d gotten better at hiding. Try as she might to disguise herself beneath a coat of shiny beskar armor, however, Cali would always possess certain tells. Enough to track her to Taris ------- to the very alley in which they now stood. Whether it led to her home, or merely a frequent haunt, her source couldn’t say; but they spotted the zabrak often enough that it was simply a matter of waiting. Trilla pushed away from the shadows of a doorway, eyeing the horns peeking out from beneath her helmet. “I don’t suppose you have a moment to chat?”

“I’m not here on Imperial business, before you get suspicious.”

@ordersurvived​

[battlmastr]

“   YOU  DRAW  CONFIDENCE  FROM   WITHIN .         a   valuable   skill .       yet   the   day   will   come   when   you’ll   have   no   choice   but   to   depend   on   your   fellows’   council ,       and   their   blades .   ”          ah ,       a   lesson   oftentimes   learned   with   difficulty   by   their   zabrak   kin       (     the   master   not   excluded .     )       so   perhaps   it   is   an   understanding   rooted   deep   within   own   past       WHICH   BATHES   VOICE   IN   UNUSUAL   GENTLENESS     -----     the   battlemaster’s   reprimands   known   to   be   much   harsher   upon   disapproval .          “   i   understand   that   it   is   hard   to   make   the   first   step .       but   i   want   you   to   try ,        caliae .   ”

plotted   /    @ordersurvived​​​

[edgymuses-a]

@ordersurvived​ said: pushes ventress against the wall and smooches 

                               RANDOM ASKS  ⇢  ALWAYS ACCEPTING ! 

The most once  TRUSTED ASSASSIN  of Dook ,  simply enjoying a drink at the dump of a place called a cantina. A night lost in her inner thought which halts by a hand harshly grabbing her thin shoulder. Now what !  Was the bounty the Jedi  HAD  on her head that high ?  Grey eyes roll letting her body be willingly turn to face a annoying some Jedi Knight. As if she hadn’t had enough  PESTERING BY  them since her time with Dook. If that wasn’t enough to cause a scene. This Jedi force pushes Ventress out to the streets swamped with all sorts of being. Lovely ,  a Jedi who gets straight to business. Her  TYPE  of Jedi. Too bad she won’t live to boast this tale to her precious Jedi Order. The two women draw and ignites their blades ready to duel !

Lights of the two blades  DANCE ACROSS  the grey walls of the underground Corscant. The two offend shooting out snarky insults at one more another. Insults that fuel the woman’s anger but causes a smirk to cross her lips. How lovely ,  not only  CAN  the Jedi fight ,  but she can also throw insults. Not bad. Not bad at all. Waiting for the woman to tire and Ventress delivers the last blow. This type of think  WOULD EVENTUALLY  be the downfall of Asajj Ventress. Giving the other the upper hand. Cornered, Ventress now expecting the other to cuff her hands and off to  PRISON  like the “criminal she is”. To much shock ,  but satisfaction ,  warm lips pressed against hers. Eyes close ,  fully embraced the sweetness of the kiss. A few minuets and finally draws her lips away ,  but  NOT WITHOUT  lightly bitting the woman’s lower lip. ❛ If you wanted a kiss this badly I could have happily obliged ,  Jedi. With some drinks of course. ❜         

[bountyhunts]

@ordersurvived​

     “Sorry, I don’t do charity work.” Rebels ALWAYS thought they could get you with a kindness of the heart talk. “Anybody wants me to stick MY neck out against the Empire? They better pay pretty damn good.”

[coreliann]

@ordersurvived​ replied to your post:

hes also a twink under all that fur change my mind

my life was better before i read this

[starcrossedkiller-archive]

@ordersurvived​​ // sc

❝ Come out, Jedi. I know you're here ❞

He can sense it.

[secondsister-a]

@ordersurvived​​

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐌 to a different sort of darkness, the kind of petty scum and villainy that was born and lived and died in the shadows regardless of the greater machinations of galactic politics. Republic, Separatist, Empire ------- there was little difference among thieves and bounty hunters, so long as credits still flowed. The last place one might think to find a Jedi. Still, her trail led here.

Alone, absent even her Imperial regalia, the Second Sister slipped through the crowd with only a MASK to hide her face. Unlike the Jedi she hunted, she made no attempts to hide her presence in the force; merely her intentions. Isolated for so long, perhaps even believing themselves the last of their kind....curiosity would entice them sooner or later, she was certain. A service hall ( so run down it seemed to fall apart beneath her steps ) brought her to an observation deck, all but abandoned. Pacing a long the view port, she cast her eyes to the void of space and waited. 

[secondsister-a]

i hear trilla's voice in my head when I read the dialog you write for trilla. That's how spot on and good you nail it. ENOUGH SAID. I just???? CANT DESCRIBE IT ANY BETTER BECAUSE W O W Z E R S

Tell me your honest opinion of my portrayal

Omg thank u…