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[99griffon]

My art from the SWTOR art exchange! Life Day and Valentines!

The first one, sadly, didn't have their socials in Discord, but they went by Spiritknife on there!

The second one was for the lovely @anchanted-one

[eabevella]

First thing I saw logging into Dromund Kaas... just another normal day of the DK gen chat.

[purplemeow12345]

Kylo and Rey 

that’s all I have to remember from this movie

[noktoraspali]

Some Nusj outfits

[deepseacritter]

OC Interview: Jast Drocan

I may have been tagged, I don’t remember.

Tagging @sleepswithvillains @outcastcommander @chaoticspacelesbians @starlightjedi and anyone else who might not have done this (or who has and wants to write up another one)

Jast

Name ? “Drocan, Jast...ah, sorry. It’s a habit. It’s Jast.”  

Are you single ? “Wait is everything going to be personal? And this was cleared with Intelligence? How...” He pauses, pinching the bridge of his nose as he takes a deep breath. “No, I am not single.”

Are you happy ? “Overall? As a person? Or as in right now am I happy...because right now, at this moment, I’d say not quite.” He shakes his head, muttering something along the lines of “Unbelievable. How did this get approved....”

Are you angry ? “Angry, no. I’m just a little confused as to why you’re interviewing me...ok not important right now.”

Are your parents still married ? “My father died when I was a few days old. My mother remarried before I turned one, and she’s been with my step-father ever since. I’m sure you know that, it was a bit of a scandal back then.”

NINE FACTS

Birth Place ? “Corellia, but Dromund Kaas has been home since I was a child. My step-father moved us all here when I was three.”

Hair Color ?  “Uh...dark grey. But it’s not from age, that’s just how it’s always been.” Jast runs a hand through the cut lines of his hair. “It does match me, you know?”

Eye Color ? “Officially it’s listed as green. They’ve been described to me as light mint, which sounds nicer.” He looks like he wants to say more, but stops himself.

Birthday ? “Month 9, day 13. That’s the part that matters I suppose.”

Mood ? “Right now? Suspicious, to be honest. What’s with all the incredibly personal questions?”

Gender ? “I’d ask if you’re joking, but you don’t look like it. And I’m really hoping it’s a standard question and not because I’m Cathar...” He scoffs when told it’s standard, and asked again. “Fine. Male.”

Summer or winter ? “Winter. Summer is too hot and humid. Does nothing for my hair. Or fur.” 

Morning or afternoon ? “Ugh, afternoon. Mornings are awful and meant for sleep.”

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE? “Wait, wait...what? You’re serious...”

Are you in love ? He stares straight ahead for a good 30 seconds, as if trying to decide to answer the question. A couple deep breaths later. “Yes.”

Do you believe in love at first sight ? “I didn’t before, but I do now.” 

Who ended your last relationship ? “It was a mutual break, and I’m not sure you could call it an actual relationship.”

Have you ever broken someone’s heart ? “Not that I know of. Perhaps. Things happen on the job, during missions. Or they did, they don’t anymore.” That last part is said quickly, and Jast looks slightly flustered. 

Are you afraid of commitments ? “Afraid, no. Just cautious. You have to be, especially with my job.”

Have you hugged someone within the last week ? “Of course. Every day.”

Have you ever had a secret admirer ? “Me? Ha! No. That was the least likely thing to happen to me on this planet.”

Have you ever broken your own heart ? “I’m sure as a child I did, over toys and whatnot. I make it a point to not do that now.”

SIX CHOICES

Love or Lust ? “Primarily love, but lust can play a part too. A good balance of both seems to work just fine. And I just said that out loud...excellent.”

Lemonade or iced tea ?  “How did you come up with the order of these questions? I’m trying to figure it out, and it just...doesn’t make sense. Ugh, fine. Iced tea.”

Cats or Dogs ? “Cats I suppose. Less needy.”

A few best friends or many regular friends ? “Many regular friends build a better network, you never know who might be helpful when you need it.”

Wild night out or romantic night in ? “Romantic night in. Quiet. Intimate. No one to bother you. No one watching what you’re doing.”

Day or night ? “Night. Definitely night. Usually I’m done with work by then, so the pressure is just off. Night is less stressful.”

FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS

Been caught sneaking out ? “Sure, that’s pretty much standard for kids on Dromund Kaas.”

Fallen down/up the stairs ? “You don’t have proof, it never happened. But yes, I have. Both. Does it count if I’ve been pushed? Because that happens at a surprisingly frequent rate for agents.”

Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt? “Yes...but it was more of me thinking that I could never be with that person that hurt.”

Wanted to disappear? “I’m an agent. That’s part of my job. That’s...what I’m trained to do.”

FOUR PREFERENCES

Smile or eyes ? “Eyes. Definitely eyes. Eyes you can get lost in...” He shakes his head quickly. “Smiles are nice too though.”

Shorter or Taller ? “Ok, that’s vague. Do you mean do I prefer to be with someone shorter or taller than me? I guess shorter, but I’ve found that height doesn’t really mean much.”

Intelligence or Attraction ? “Why do the two have to be separated? What if you’re attracted to someone who is intelligent? What if that’s something you need in a partner? It’s not possible to choose.”

Hook-up or Relationship ? “For a long time I didn’t believe being in a relationship was possible. An agent’s job is perfectly designed for hook-ups. But that gets old, and it’s nice to be with one person who I can trust.”

FAMILY

Do you and your family get along ? “Yes, although they never quite approved of my career choice. I just didn’t want to get into business and trading like my father. Yes, I mean step-father. He’s been my father for pretty much my whole life, so he’s my father.” 

Would you say you have a “messed up life” ?  “Quite the opposite. Until I went into training for intelligence. That...well, I’m sure you’ve heard stories.”

Have you ever ran away from home ? “No.” He scoffs at the question. “Where exactly on Domund Kaas would I run to? I stick out too much.”

Have you ever gotten kicked out ? “Of where? Cantinas? Plenty of times.” *pause* “Oh, from home. No, never. That would never have happened in my family.”

FRIENDS

Do you secretly hate one of your friends ? “Well they wouldn’t be a friend then, would they. Now work colleague, that’s a different story. But for my safety I won’t go into that.”

Do you consider all of your friends good friends ? “I don’t have many friends that I’d consider close. The close friends are good friends.”

Who is your best friend ? “I have two. Tavi...I’ve worked with him for a while now. He’s been there for me when I needed it most, and he’s talked me out of a lot of bad situations and decisions.” He stops, as if he answered the question. When prompted for the second person, there’s a long pause. “Ralka.” Jast does not offer another other information.

Who knows everything about you ? “Ralka. Although I’m sure Imperial Intelligence would say they know everything. Still, there’s a few things they don’t know...and I’d prefer to keep it that way.”

[rainofaugustsith]

Best line of the day: Shasi.  Shasi: You believe I have a fiendish plot to walk the streets and mislead any Sith I come across? (Talos approves)

[katyakiryu]

An Unexpected Wrath, Part 11

"Malavai?"

Quinn glanced over to Asha'lie. They were seated in the meadows of Odessen with the sunshine kissing their skin. She lay back with her caramel hair spilling across the grass.

"Do you want to know why I chose the Empire in this war?" She asked.

"I was wondering that. You have always been more Republic alligned with your beliefs," Quinn admitted.

"Maybe so. But I never want to be in a place where I'm fighting you ever again," Asha murmured. She sat up and shifted over to him, resting her head upon his shoulder. "I love you."

"And I you," he replied, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. She smiled and let her eyes close. "I saw your speech to the Imperial troops. You still have hopes for a better Empire."

"Mmm, I do, but I admire what Acina has done with her empire. She's an interesting woman, isn't she?"

Quinn glanced back at the distant Odessen base. Every other moment, he expected for them to be dragged back to work. Someone would come running and tell them that one panic or another had occured. Their lives were as chaotic as ever, now that they were on the brink of war. Asha'lie sighed, turning his face to hers.

"No more work. Just us," she told him. The Sith kissed him then, which he had to admit drew his thoughts for several moments. Quinn cupped the back of her neck and drew her closer to him. Asha smiled against his lips. Her forehead kissed his when they finally parted. "I love you. I can never say it enough."

He ran his thumb over her cheek. She was truly the most beautiful woman that he had ever laid eyes on. She was gentle and kind and clever and a thousand other things that if he named them all, he'd be there all day and well into the night. Asha'lie raised her eyebrows and nudged her nose against his.

"This is where you say it back."

"I love you too, Asha'lie," Quinn chuckled. He collapsed back in the grass. She rested her head upon his chest and smiled triumphantly. He loved it when she was happy. He thought back to the haunted, feral expression in her eyes and gulped. What would his life had been like had the woman at his side followed the dark side of the force? Quinn wrapped his arm around her shoulders and gripped her tightly. He didn't want to picture it. He prayed that she would never fall completely. He wouldn't let it happen.

She propped herself up with a hand on her cheek. Her fingertips drew patterns over his heart. Quinn brought a hand to carress her face, moving to wind his fingers through her long, caramel hair.

He prayed that the moment would never end, that it might never be disturbed by the relentless currents of chaos that plagued their lives.

But alas, that moment ended, but not in any way that happened to be expected.

It had been two months after Asha's speech to rally the Imperial troops when she began to slow. Quinn noted that she spent longer in bed and shorter time on the training room floor. He found hidden, half-eaten dinner plates. Concern filled him at every moment. He'd heard of awful sicknesses that even the Force couldn't cure. What would the alliance do if Asha'lie, champion of light and bringer of death, died? Quinn wondered if it was poison. He was nearly about to call another privacy upheaval when she stopped him from leaving her bed in the morning.

"Malavai," Asha groaned. Her fingers curled against the soft cloth of his pants. "Wait, don't go. Stay with me."

"Are you not feeling well again?" Quinn asked. He smoothed her caramel hair back and pressed a kiss to her forehead. She mumbled and wrapped her arms around his torso.

"We should discusss... something," the Sith said, swallowing and pressing her hand briefly to her mouth. His sapphire eyes shadowed in worry for her. "Malavai, I am fairly certain that I'm pregnant."

Pregnant.

Quinn nearly fainted, because Emperor above, a baby?! Now? His emotions were dragged in a vicious game of tug of war. His military mind demanded that she be hidden away that instant from everyone and everything that could possibly form a threat to her. He, however, was unable to smother the joy of hearing that he had fathered a child with her.

Asha'lie reached up to cup his cheek and run her thumb over his skin.

"I've already fought with Lana about hiding me, so I'll hear none of it from you," she murmured. Quinn breathed out in exasperation. Of course she wouldn't allow herself to be pampered for six months or so. "Quinn."

He straightened automatically at the use of his last name.

Asha lowered herself back down to rest her cheek on the pillow beneath her head.

"Even if I wasn't the face of the Alliance, I couldn't bear to be stashed away like a broken child's toy," she muttered. Her clear blue eyes flicked to the side. "I may have invested in a lovely apartment in Zakuul. For the parts where I'm the size of a banthaa."

He laughed, damn it, Quinn laughed. He leaned down to kiss her and affectionately pressed his forehead to hers.

"If we're having children, do you intend to marry me?" The Major asked. It wasn't the most romantic of proposals, but Quinn had never been the best at separating professionalism from personal attitudes. Asha's eyes flashed in amusement.

"Of course I'll marry you. How could I not?" She laughed.

Despite himself, Quinn grinned. It might have been the happiest day of the Major's life.

[guettaes]

the first digital art yeeee 😄😄(๑'ᴗ')ゞ

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