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blows dust off.

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im trying to develop a unique way of dialogue for azes, so forgive me if you see me change things in his speech here and there. 

especially considering azes is  from Lorrd so he’s bilingual in that Lorrd has a kinetic language, all slight facial expression and body movement-- so he’s really good at noticing things like that even if someone’s hiding something from others. but he literally could have an entire silent conversation with his parents and his brother through this.

which isn’t to say they didn’t speak basic a lot. azes is chatty with the right people because he’s always thinking a lot. i might pull back on his dialogue a little in certain situations. because he’s friendly but he’s more quiet than chatty... and i dont think i have that down...

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the officer quirked an eyebrow at his offhand comment (and quick withdrawl of said comment), although he remained silent on the matter. it almost seemed to be a reflex, an attempt at avoiding offense — kelleher didn’t personally care if a stormtrooper had the odd complaint, although he knew the other officers most likely would see it as an overstep.

given that context, azes’ hesitation was a little more understandable. he noted it and moved on. “between you and me, there’s a good chance we will,” kelleher said coyly, expression still cheerful, “i’ll be travelling all over imperial space once i’ve finished with training, here. the empire needs officers to fill some… novel positions.” (that was a benign enough way of describing it.) there was nothing secret about kelleher’s candidacy as a member of imperial intelligence, no classified information being transferred quite yet — that would only come after he had been formally accepted into their ranks.

                     “Sounds....” Azes wasn’t sure what it sounded like. “Important.” 

          Because it did. ‘Novel positions’ probably meant Kelleher would be doing far more important work than a grunt on the ground. The type of thing his father would call shady business and the reason why neither he nor Plym were able to get into the Navy. Not that Azes had really been spared. His time in the academy had already been rough enough-- but his scores had been too high for a mere Stormtrooper. He would be in the 

          The faint smile on Azes face wasn’t quite so hopeful. Amused, perhaps, but not so certain of them ever seeing each other again after the academy. 

                     “Even so, what are you going to do? Ask for my operating number personally?” Azes huffed a laugh that faded into a shrug, “I hear things. I probably won’t be the same person by then. Neither will you. But I guess that’s the way of it. All for the...greater good, right?” 

          Azes wanted to be sure of that statement, but he knew he didn’t have the right kind of conviction. Not yet, perhaps not ever. He was still the kid from the outer rim who had snuck into the library of Lorrd’s massive university, the kid who had almost been killed playing dangerous games down in the lower levels of Coruscant. How many times would they have to push propaganda down his throat before he really, truly believed it? 

          Maybe not so much if it was Kelleher delivering the message. 

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❝I’m pretty sure the world is out to get me.❞

@starcrossedkiller

                     “The world is out to get everyone--The universe is out to get everyone. That is the way of it.” 

            Azes paused as he leaned back against the hiding space, hearing nearby blaster fire. His own blaster was held tight in his hands. A glance at the other, brows raised with a shrug.

                      “But... you might be particularly gifted in bad luck.” 

[thequeenofsand-archived-deactiv]

My muse just did something stupid that almost got them killed. Yell at them.

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all im feeling is.... hurt / comfort shit. 

[allroundlostcause]

So, you wanna be my Valentine?

Submit your answers, along with a photo, and we’ll take it from there.

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[rpmemestbh]

BEST OF: Linkin Park

sentence starters, requested by @mysteriousthiefofemotion

❝I’m tired of being what you want me to be.❞ 

❝I don’t know what you’re expecting of me.❞

❝I’ve become so numb.❞

❝All I want to do is be more like me and less like you.❞

❝Can’t you see that you’re smothering me?❞

❝It doesn’t even matter how hard you try.❞

❝Time is a valuable thing.❞

❝In the end, it doesn’t even matter.❞

❝Things aren’t the way they were before.❞

❝Put to rest what you thought of me.❞

❝I’m forgiving what I’ve done.❞

❝Your voice was all I heard.❞

❝Give me reason to prove me wrong.❞

❝There was nowhere to hide.❞

❝Show me how to be whole again.❞

❝Forget the rest, let them know my hell.❞

❝I don’t hold back, I hold my own.❞

❝We’re a broken people living under a loaded gun.❞

❝God bless us, everyone.❞

❝It can’t be outrun.❞

❝This is not the end. This is not the beginning.❞

❝This is not what I had planned.❞

❝It’s out of my control.❞

❝So many things were left unsaid.❞

❝It’s hard to let you go.❞

❝I know what it takes to move on.❞

❝This was never meant to last.❞

❝I thought it felt right but that right was wrong.❞

❝My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead.❞

❝I dreamed I was missing. You were so scared.❞

❝No one would listen. ‘cause no one else cared.❞

❝What am I leaving when I’m done here?❞

❝I’m strong on the surface, not all the way through.❞

❝I’ve never been perfect – but neither have you.❞

❝I can’t be who you are.❞

❝I don’t like my mind right now.❞

❝I want to let go but there’s comfort in the panic.❞

❝I drive myself crazy thinking everything’s about me.❞

❝If I just let go, I’d be set free.❞

❝I’m pretty sure the world is out to get me.❞

❝Why is everything so heavy?❞

❝I keep dragging around what’s bringing me down.❞

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hm. i like my current thing of azes being an inspector in coruscant / imperial police, but it’s more likely that he’d be a stormtrooper working with an inspector.... but BUt... i want him to be an inspector. :I

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im thinking of changing this url cause i hate it lmao

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       He sees the change in posture. Kriff, he forgets they have more defectors in their ranks who are used to being attacked for being wrong. Not that the guy is wrong. Poe is just very protective over his own ship. If anyone should fix it, it’s him.

      “No Sir. Just Poe, please. I don’t do the whole sir thing. Sorry for snapping. Long day that I shouldn’t be taking out on you. There’s some damage to some of the transport ships that needs attention. More than Black One.”

                     “No, it’s fine,” Azes says, forcing himself to relax a little, glancing away from Poe and the X-Wing and toward the other transports across the sad excuse for a hangar. When he looks back at Poe, his gaze drops to the datapad. “That is being taken care of as we speak. I was going through the damages. Seemed like yours was the only one unaccounted for.” 

           He paused, forced himself to look up, straightened a little again. “I’m Astern Starchaser... I just took over for the last, uh, lead engineer, so to speak.”

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                    feckin flynn is the only one that looks out of place cause of the hair, but like i imagine he had to cut it so. mojave icons are def Rebellion Look. Lullaby icons are def CorSec Detective Days. 

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Can I make Azes lead engineer of the resistance bc hes Very Good and wants to design a newer, better fighter than current ones and pilot it one day.

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nickname: raive

real name: shut up it’s raive

zodiac: scorpio

height: 5′2

what time is it?: 10:00pm

favourite musician/group: panic! at the disco, hawthorne heights, ONE OK ROCK, THE SIXTH LIE, etc etc

favourite sports team: i dont watch sports but ig the yankees

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do i get asks?: rarely

how many blogs do i follow?:  uhh 41

any tumblr tumblr crushes? wha

lucky number: 15

what am i wearing right now?: grey sweatshirt, purple and black checked jeans, mismatched socks

dream vacation: greece ig & tokyo, japan.

dream car: camaro 

favourite food: salmon, chili, chocolate

drink of choice: coffee / tea

languages: english, spanish, little bit of japanese

instruments: working on piano, expert air guitarist~

celebrity crushes?: joe keery, chris evans, chris pine....

random fact: i walk dogs for a living. it’s fun but tiring.

tagged:  @darksidings​

tagging: u, u, and u

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the hallways were mostly empty by the time kelleher bumped into the familiar face on his late night stroll – azes, one of the academy’s trainee stormtroopers. there’s a crack at a comment, a little grin as the officer followed him down the hallway by his side. the people kelleher could even marginally trust now were few and far between, but there was something about azes that was pleasantly affable. he was new here. freshly recruited into the academy’s training program, he assumed, not yet completely consumed by their surroundings.

the officer was a little less apprehensive about showing his emotions than the stormtrooper had (they were speaking in private, after all). him, and a potential friend. “sure. you could have cozied up with someone of a higher rank, but… you didn’t.” a laugh.

kelleher would be lying if he said he hadn’t been expecting the next question from him at some point or another; chemistry or not, the two still represented a gap in the hierarchy of the empire’s forces. “we’re already doing something for each other. talking’s a pleasant way of passing time, yeah?” kelleher responded, “besides… it’s nice getting to know the people you might serve with one day. it’s a big galaxy out there, but you never know what the future will bring you.”

                       “Higher rank? That would have been some luck. I think I’m too scrappy for them, yet.” 

              Kelleher’s laughter immediately dropped Azes guard. He lightened considerably, the smile coming easier to his face now that “permission” was granted. He couldn’t help following Kelleher’s attitude even as unconsciously as he was. To Azes, the other was more established, more capable than he was-- being a rookie. It wouldn’t be entirely wrong to say there was something about Kelleher that he looked up too, a little. 

              The response took Azes off guard. Despite that he was beginning to trust the other man, there was still apprehension. He was still looking for the other shoe to drop. He thought there had to be something that the guy wanted from him. Perhaps he was still being naive and these were just words, but Azes couldn’t help the way his smile widened further. 

                           “Yeah, I guess. Good conversation is kind of hard to find with all the, uh, others.” Azes stiffened a little. He almost wished he could hide his face. “I mean, they are all excellent for the corps, of course. A-anyway, you think we would meet once we’re stationed? I imagine you would have more important assignments.”

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@somnasin​ // this is the police u are under arrest

                     “Your transponder code registers for another ship. You, uh, want to explain that to me?” 

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