#selfphagy

[stars-written]

(okay let me preface this with the fact that i CANNOT draw to save my life but after watching these friggin nerds this morning, i had to. oh and this one gets an honorable mention. just because.)

[vivalavillain]

{I would like it on the record that as much as these characters mean to me and how much fun I have hamming them up as the "tragic heroes" they purport themselves to be, they are all either unspeakably unreliable narrators or flat out delusional about who or what they are. At no point do I personally believe or agree that they are better than their deliberate actions make them. They are rat bastards, every one of them. Which is what makes them so much fun.}

[spokewar]

“ The truth is messy. It's raw and uncomfortable. You can't blame people for preferring lies. ” from ghost qui over at @selfphagy? :]

──✶assorted prompts

"Oh, are you still lingering?" Obi-Wan scoffs then immediately bites his tongue, brows furrowing and lips pulled into taut frown. He hadn't meant to give the spectre any attention—it only encourages him—and now the pale image of his late Master is going to assume they're engaged in mutual conversation. It's going to be an unfortunate amount of time before he quiets again.

"Lies can be dangerous things . . ." there's a pause and Obi-Wan carefully turns as to meet Qui-Gon's gaze. Transparent as it is, it's still a weighted thing and he can't help but having felt judged and left wanting. It makes him want to shy away, but he stands firm, shoulders squared. "You've certainly never shied from being truthful with me." / @selfphagy

[stars-written]

It wasn't often Nil-Rae got the chance to leave Telos IV on assignments like these anymore. Since becoming Governess and Xanatos's consort, there simply hadn't been time. Between her introduction into proper Telosian society, galas celebrating her new, elevated position, and being bogged down with official duties when Xanatos was gone or unavailable, she'd been swamped with things that needed doing or preparing for. So when her former Master had come to her with a set of coordinates, a (n embarrassingly short) mission briefing, and a holo representation of the object he'd heard rumors about, she'd all but jumped at the chance to go.

She loved Telos, make no mistake about that, but she'd spent her formative years exploring the jungles of her home planet, delving into supposedly ancient crypts and temples in search of something noteworthy. And that said nothing of her Padawan years, when she and Xanatos would make camp, spending the night on a new planet every other cycle in their search for ancient Jedi (and the occasional Sith) temples and artifacts. All the glamour of being Governess was... wonderful, really, but it wasn't home. It's wasn't what she was used to. It wasn't this.

Of course, she might be more inclined to gratitude for that last fact now that she was lost. Hopelessly so if the fact that her navigator was whirring with nonsensical gibberish across its small screen had anything to say about it. And of course, it was just perfect timing that she should find herself so very out of sorts now, when she'd only just stepped into the labyrinthine courtyard of whatever this place had been in the past. The passage twisted and turned, leading her from dead end to dead end. She had tried marking her way forward, to keep track of which passages she'd taken and which had been fruitless efforts, but either this place was twisting with her, changing whenever she passed a certain point, or it was much, much larger than she anticipated.

Either way, she was in trouble.

Adjusting the shoulder strap of her pack, she huffed quietly at herself, at her situation, at the useless nav in her hands. She pulled her pack off one shoulder, slid it around to her front, and slipped the navigator into its pocket before reshouldering everything. With a nod, she took the small stick of ground and compacted calcium and drew the mark she'd been using to mean "you went forward here." Following that very path forward, she began the next leg of her exploration of these ruins, curious what the next turn might reveal.

(for @selfphagy 's wonderful qui-gon!)