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@whatyoustartcd | continued
Pulling her sweater tighter around herself, Rey smiled softly at the candles he set out. “I’ve played the twenty questions game before,” she chuckled, not really expecting that he’d want the same ending as others. Ben seemed more than content not to push anything. “But you start.”
@whatyoustartcd came across a Porg!
In the halls of a star destroyer a Porg was spotted running around. Clearly not even knowing where it was meaning to go. Who knows how it even got on the ship in the first place. Probably a stupid shuttle pilot that didn’t check for stowaways or something like that.
Lost Princess AU
@whatyoustartcd
Life under the First Order was not easy. So many people would whisper in secret about how things were better before the uprising. Rey could not remember that life though. In fact, she didn’t remember anything at all of her life before then. She was just some orphan, found on the side of the road that couldn’t remember a thing. Life for someone like that was not easy in this new world.
The man she worked for, Unkar, was not a kind man. If you didn’t work hard enough, you wouldn’t be fed. And she was running late. Fear of another night going hungry pushed her on. The girl didn’t even see the patrol walking across the street and she slammed right into one of the guards. “I’m so sorry!” She said quickly, but the others had surrounded her quickly enough. Trying to see if she was a threat to the order it seemed. “I’m sorry, it was an accident.” She demanded. “I’m just trying to get to work on time.”
I love whatyoustarcd! The characterisation of Kylo is absolutely amazing and she has him down to a T! Every time we do a thread together I'm just totally in love with it. And Tassia is the sweetest most wonderful mun I know, she deserves so much happiness in her life and I wish she'd see that. You and your blog are AMAZING hun! I'm so proud of everything you do!!! /// @whatyoustartcd /// Submitted By Anonymous
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Rey watched him as he muttered, her eyes flitting over his injuries. For someone who couldn’t care less, she certainly seemed concerned over at least taking full inventory of what had happened to him.
“So who did it?” She asked him, trying to start casual conversation in the hopes that he’d at least hang around if she tried to make it into some kind of interaction.
@whatyoustartcd Rey flitted down the winding, narrow alley like a shadow. She hardly made a sound as her feet traversed the worn and slippery cobblestone underfoot, intent on taking her to Church Street. That was were the wretches who lived to whore about with their hard (or illegally) earned coin were most likely to be found. Easy targets. She seduced them with a smile, and a beckon from her outstretched hand. She promised them their fantasies and just when they were out of range from the rest of the lowlives that prowled London's streets after dark, she took what she needed. They hardly knew what was coming before it was over. Tonight was no different. Her dark eyes scanned the crowds of drunk men stumbling out of an alehouse, singing bawdy tunes out of sync, songs of maritime and sailing the seas. She tucked a stray curl behind her ear before stepping out to let the gaslights illuminate her from above with a soft smirk on her lips. Now she would let her targets come to her.
@whatyoustartcd liked for a starter
“No matter how the wind howls the mountain cannot bow to it.”
@whatyoustartcd Rey was new. She was teach second graders in Alderaan Elementary. She was beyond excited. It was the first day of school, and for her, that was the most exciting thing in her life right now. She was wearing a bright yellow dress with blue flowers on it. She didn't wear a lot of makeup, just some mascara and blush. Her hair was curled and pinned and little blue flats adorned her feet. She was writing her schedule on the welcome board, sprucing up her classroom. She had yet to meet any of the other teachers, but it was still quite early. She got to work extremely early, 6:30 was her prep time. She was hoping the rest of the teachers would like her. If they didn't, she knew how to at least put on a brave face.
