#theforcecombatant

[in-my-daughters-eyes]

@theforcecombatant

Lah'mu had been peaceful the last standard year. Despite requesting she not aid things along just to make sure that he kept his mind busy enough to not start focusing on previous work, Galen had a feeling that Aislin had been aiding the plants in growing stronger and larger than the year before. Or perhaps he was just getting better which was almost as worrisome.

Though Jyn also kept him plenty busy with her reimmeged Jedi obsession. He didn't have the crystals to even attempt with help any sort of practice saber, but he had found some rather good tubing and ways to make it all light up enough to make his stardust her own version along with one for whoever else was playing with her. Transparent rocks from along the shore had provided the coloring for the toys and right now Galen was getting beaten rather soundly by his daughter, laughing as he fell to the ground and she just went to pin him down before kissing him on the cheek after she'd accidentally whacked him.

"That's alright. I get you next time," he teased, letting her get off before standing back up and about to just grab her when he heard the alarms going off inside, growing suddenly grave as his eyes went to the sky. "Go to your mother." Three ships. Why would anyone need three ships when there were only his little family? Yes, the larger "threat" was there but how would they have even started to come looking?

Truly it was about a 50/50 chance either way for who the ships were there for, assuming it was them at all. Still he headed right for the fake shed, only knocking as a warning before walking right in. This was dire after all.

[thefxrceiswithme-blog]

ie WHERE DID YOU ALL COME FROM???

Seriously though, I made this blog a little over a month ago, and I never thought it would get a reception like this. It’s been so great and I’ve really been welcomed in and it’s wonderful, I love you all.

FOLLOW FOREVER ~ THE BAES

@rogue-one-aviator : Seriously though, ultimate bae. There’s barely a day when we don’t talk? And we have the best AUs and fics and everything and Bodhi is just so precious and adorable and his papa loves him dearly

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and if I’ve forgotten anybody I’m so so sorry, you’re all so amazing and I love you all

[in-my-daughters-eyes]

Most days on Lah'mu had been turning more and more routine as he was getting better at actually farming. Galen certainly wasn't good at it, but that was also what made him all the happier. A problem he could work over while playing with Jyn and feeling more satisfied with his life than he had in a long time. Perhaps they had actually found somewhere they could stay out of the conflict. Today had a different feel to it however. Not enough to keep Jyn inside the house but he'd seen the way Lyra was toying with her necklace when he'd handed her a cup of tea at breakfast. There was weeding to be done today after all or his newly grown sprouts would end up choked out for resources. It was one of those things he did while Jyn had her own adventures with the few toys they'd managed to bring along with them.

His concentration had gone so much on the plants that that he hadn't even looked over to make sure his daughter was close until he heard a shrill scream. Immediately running toward the source and feeling a small bit of relief when there was no one in sight except Jyn running back toward him crying "PAPAAAA." Something had scared her and she was usually such a daring child that he just held her for a long moment as she calmed down to answer what was wrong. "There's a girl and I think she's dead!"

That was rather concerning though he let her just give him direction while her mother calmed her down. It took a few minutes to find her, surprised as he'd never seen a togruta out here. Despite Jyn's fears however she did appear to be breathing. Along with a trail of blood behind her that suggested he could follow it and perhaps find just what or who had caused her wounds. He was not eager however to find out, taking a few minutes to lift her up before carrying her back to the house. At least there he would be better equipped to deal with her wounds and assure Jyn that no one had died out there.

@theforcecombatant

[thefxrceiswithme-blog]

“No, don’t say that. You’re going to be okay.” (from theforcecombatant and maybe Aislin could have been on a rescue party to find the members of the crew just before the Death Star destroyed the planet and she was a former Jedi Master that escaped the Execution Order? :) )

He wasn’t so sure about that.

He could feel the Force tugging at him, but in a way that he couldn’t quite tell what it wanted. Whether it meant to fight or relinquish himself to its grasp. All he knew was that he hurt, that he could barely move, but that at least he was at peace with what he had done, yet he could not seem to slip away.

Baze.

Where was Baze?

“Baze?”

[youroddsareterrible]

"Don't leave me." (From theforcecombatant I figured Aislin had a really bad nightmare from remembering the Execution Order for the Jedi and could use the company :) )

“I’m a security droid, Aislin Waver, not a companion...”

K2 sighed and gave up as the togruta grabbed onto his arm. He had just been patrolling the corridors--pacing until Cassian came back, in other words--and minding his own business, yet Aislin had come out of her chambers and begged him to stop and give her company for some reason.

People kept doing this. He didn’t get it. He was meant for shooting things and making tactical calculations, not petting heads and tucking people in.

“Well, you’ll probably cling to me and be dragged along if I keep walking, so I might as well not leave you,” he grumbled, putting a hand on Aislin’s back and herding her into her chambers. He followed and sat down next to her cot.

“Here I am, not leaving. You can let go.” He turned his glowing optical sensors toward her. “You may tell me what’s disturbing you now.”

[ayvyshtal-blog]

@theforcecombatant

The lizard was hiding, as usual. Still, Elyx kept peeking inside the tank, trying to find it. “Mandalore,” they sung, “Where are you?” It was probably in bad taste, naming a lizard after Mandalore, but at a young age, it seemed like a good idea at the time. Besides, the Mandalorians named everything “Mandalore,” how bad could it have been? 

Very bad, and you should really consider a name change, a voice said in their head. They crinkled their nose and frowned. The voice spoke the truth, but they learned how to ignore the voice. Besides, they had decided that if a Mandalorian told them to change the lizard’s name, they would. Maybe they could name it after a Darth instead. There’d be a sense of irony, considering their background. 

[i-am-all-the-jedi]

@theforcecombatant

It was unbelievable how many people swarmed the spaceport, milling to and fro, shouting, haggling, some buying last-minute necessities, some hawking cheap food and trinkets, and some simply shouting for the sake of shouting, all in a babble of tongues she didn't understand. Her grip on her staff tightened unwarrantedly as blows were exchanged between a tall Uthuthma and a.... Rey shuddered. Was that a Gank, beneath the ragged armor and loose clothing? 

The shouting and the blows continued, and then she caught sight of what appeared to be the cause of the disagreement – a figure shrinking in the background, half-shrouded in a cloak which did little to hide the bright pigmentation of her skin and the pointed montrals emerging from the hood. The Gank waved its arms, gesticulating wildly, shrieking in some unknown tongue, while the Uthuthma reached for the girlish figure who pulled away, eyes flashing. Rey's gaze lingered a moment longer, and she took a deep breath. She might very well be killed for this. Turning quickly, she knocked the back end of her staff into the nearest arguing figure. It spun, looking around for the source of the blow, but Rey ducked into the booth, seizing the Togruta by the wrist. “Run,” she intoned, eyes wide, and broke into a sprint through the crowded streets