#scxvengerism

[solarsought]

“Of course I do you’re free to stay as long as you’d like just know that the dinner I’m making is very spicy it’s the Mandalorian way.” Xenia warns with a smile before she goes into the tent she has set up for the fire. This wasn’t ideal but someone would come get them in the next few days it was just about playing the waiting game. “I am happy to spend my time with a burden so pretty now come on have a seat.” She says patting a spot next to her.

@scxvengerism // continued from (x)

[acatofmanylives]

“Remind me why we’re friends again?” @scxvengerism

@scxvengerism

"Because I'm fun~ chaotic, but fun." Ashe grins, little fangs glinting wolfishly in the light.

"Besides, there's only so much men one can handle before they blow their top; my company helps avoid that-"

[badxmotivator]

@scxvengerism​ sent...   “There’s nothing wrong with asking for help.”

“Oh--” Areeda glanced over from the dropped bolts of fabric and excess of clothing. They were all rather drab colors. Which was a shame but in the Resistance, it would be foolish to go on missions and... stand out. Luckily she wasn’t going on any such missions, but rather given the duty of repairing clothes and dressing officers for undercover missions. She rather enjoyed it. It gave her a chance to use her skills and make a difference. 

“Sorry-- I...” It took her a moment to recognize who she was talking to. It was her. The Jedi. Areeda was still too conditioned from her recent capture, still apologizing for things she shouldn’t. Almost everyone was pretty understanding and lovely at this outpost.

“Thanks.” She smiled, embarrassed, and let Rey pick up a few of the pieces she had dropped. “I thought I could make it one go, you know?” 

[lovelylostminds]

“People get hurt if they get too close to me” @scxvengerism

Short angst sentence starters || accepting || @scxvengerism

“I don’t think that’s true.. Finn and Poe are alive.” She says “I’ve been talking to you for days and I’m still here.” Charlotte offered Rey a smile “Why do you say it? Are you really afraid to let people in?”

[solarsought]

It had to be quite the sight someone in that full Mandalorian armor dropping in by jetpack in the middle of a fight. Then again Xenia was already someone with a flare for the dramatics, something she had probably inherited from her father. “I’ve got your back.” She says back to Rey as she takes out her saber and taking out taking them out.  

It takes both of them and soon enough there’s a pile of bodies around them. Xenia looks at them and makes sure they’re all down before her saber goes away. She then takes off her helmet and looks at Rey. “I was flying by and saw that happen- why were those people fighting you?”

@scxvengerism // jedi gfs? jedi gfs.

[neverjedii]

starter for @scxvengerism

Finding out that Nikai had dark secrets was hardly a surprise to Abby, at this point. She knew well enough that the woman was villainous and rotten to her very core; just looking at her own children was enough to reinforce the deadly consequences of Nikai’s actions. Records of Nikai’s past experiments as a scientist for the Emperor weren’t needed to prove what sadistic bitch she truly was, but Abby found herself perusing them anyway, searching primarily for information on Palpatine that she and Kylo could use as they prepared to take him on, but of course things couldn’t be that simple. 

First, Abby discovered a file on one of Nikai’s many and various genetic experiments. One that was strange, since it seemed she had overseen his growth all the way from a cell culture to an adult human -- a type of work that she didn’t often do at that point in her career. So Abby couldn’t help her morbid curiosity, and kept digging about this man, only to discover something even more gut-wrenching; Nikai had used her own DNA to create him, DNA she combined not with Snoke like she had for Abby and Jamie....but with Palpatine himself. The very idea that Abby had a half-brother who was the son of Palpatine made her skin crawl, and she wondered what had happened to this man, if he was still alive, lurking out there somewhere, and how she had not run into him yet -- but her questions were answered for her by Nikai’s records. 

The man had a death date recorded. It seemed Abby’s ill-fated older brother had escaped as an adult, and met a grisly fate a few years thereafter, but his death somehow did not mark the end of the data file. After it, there came a single holo; an image of the scavenger girl’s -- Rey’s -- face, presumably taken when she was prisoner on Starkiller base, captioned with one word; Mine. 

Abby had to put the data file down after that. She stepped away and went about her work for the rest of the day, all the while trying to digest what she had learned -- that, by some sick twist of fate, Rey was not only Palpatine’s granddaughter, but Abby’s own niece. She didn’t mention it to Kylo, or Jamie, or anyone else; not yet. Surely, they’d ask her about what she’d found in Nikai’s files, but she needed to prepare herself to answer that question, and she was lucky enough to not be questioned about it for the next few days. 

Then, of course, the Resistance had to win a stroke against the First Order; they mined data from the Finalizer’s internal network and escaped with more than a few files intact, including the very same records Abby had been going through when she’d had her sickening revelation. It was mere hours before Abby felt the twinge in the Force that meant the Resistance knew the same cursed information she did, and Abby couldn’t help but be compelled to address it. So when the chaotic workday came to a close aboard the Finalizer and she finished putting her children to bed, Abby informed Kylo that her presence had been requested by the Countess -- she knew that Kylo would believe it, and that Edoli would cover for her, should she need it. Then off she went in an unmarked transport ship, alone save for Crimes McGhee, heading for the Resistance base. 

It was easy to land her ship a few miles out from where the Resistance had made camp, hike through the forest up to where the base began, and send out a cloud of her influence in the Force that encouraged all those awake to turn away from her cloaked figure as she slipped through the base like a shadow. Abby was quick to search for Rey, finding that was aboard the Millennium Falcon, and climbed the ramp of the ship herself, letting the Force distortion she’d cloaked herself with fall away as she found the girl sitting in the cockpit, facing out through the windshield, all alone.

“So,” Abby began, her voice breaking the silence suddenly, but without venom. “Rey Palpatine, huh? I imagine that doesn’t sit very well.” She shrugged, putting her hand on the back of the unoccupied co-pilots seat as if she planned to sit down. “Where I’m from, its usually the mother who passes down her name, so I suppose you could take Grace if you wanted...but that has some negative connotations too.”