#scalymerc

[brokenskywalker]

@scalymerc​

Naltalda sat cantina on Corellia, she finally got away from the First Order and was glad that she was in a place where she wasn’t recongized... But she felt a pair of eyes staring at her from behind.

“Do you need anything, stranger?”

[ersatzambassador-archive]

@scalymerc

“Is there something you want from me?” Enkidu kept its gaze a steady as it could. It had never met a Trandoshan before, but it knew of their reputation. “If you’re looking for a fight, I’m not taking any right now.”

Its hand rested on one of its blasters, just in case. It normally wouldn’t take such an aggressive stance, but Gina was with it, though with her nose buried in the data pad, she hadn’t noticed that Enkidu was peaking to someone.

[captainkriffit]

(ಥ_ಥ):finish this: i hate it when...

I hate it when people hate. Sounds cheesy, but I really just want to enjoy life and don't have time for any of that.

[armedandglamorous-archive]

“I ain’t one for lookin’ back. Eyes ahead.”

Red lips pull to the side in a wry smile “Sometimes you should look behind you. Watch your shebs, lest they get bitten”

[ofsandrats-blog]

@scalymerc​ probably isn’t here to buy ‘sandballs’ after all… 

Do you know that ever so unpleasant and distressing 'bad feeling' people often have? Halon Trem didn't actually believe that there was some mystical cloud of negativity floating around; that she learned from the experience with her parents - it's never some higher force, always consequences following certain preconditions. She could tell what went wrong exactly, now that she was having a 'bad feeling' about the overall situation. First of all, it was, in general, Genzo's fault. He was the one who screwed up the deal... somehow? She didn't entirely understand his anxious trade-speak babbling; he was upset, ranting--- plus she half-listened to him and didn't always comprehend what he said to begin with. Yet somehow the communiction between the two had been working for all these years in its own twisted way.

Second, he had other business and therefore rushed Hal to go make a delivery in his stead, he was very persistent, and sent the mechanic off to the destination point so quickly that she forgot to grab a cloth to cover her mouth; so as a result she was chewing on sand. Last but not least, she never understood the details. Just that she was to hand over the package and that the client probably wouldn't be satisfied. She honestly expected to be called a 'sand-rat' again or even some other, more strong curse-word... However when she saw a towering Trandoshan who, with all likelihood was the unhappy customer since nobody else was in sight at the meeting point, she felt like turning around and running far far away.

"Conniving Jawa," she muttered through gritted teeth and approached the potential recipient. "Uhm. Genzo workshop delivery?" Drop it and run --- that would've been the wisest thing to do, right...

[natusexira]

@scalymerc from X 

The mercenary examined the prostrate figure with only minimal interest, giving the motionless body a light kick. Whether unconscious or dead, it didn’t matter much to Ssarkh. “Sound a little guilty,” the Trandoshan pointed out offhandedly. “Don’t worry. I couldn’t care less what you’ve done here.”

“Now, that is interesting.” The Sith muttered out as he rubbed his chin for a moment, “Most would be shot first and ask questions later, but I simply had a misplacement of judgement.” He pointed to towards the body, “They simply didn’t trust me enough... seems that many don’t like me these days. A pity, really.”

[natusexira]

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I am just a sack of potatoes who is really slow at times -sagenods- I mean, I guess I could be, but I am really not I just usually forget about my drafts or never touch the bottom ones because my muses are being evil.

However, I am not I swear! -goes back to hiding under a rock while I do these starters on vader-