* ʙɪɢ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇ !

      The force was alive here, along with old republic security grids. While the falcon had blown through surprisingly strong dated droid defences, they sustained some damage that demanded grounding. Checking back with Chewie had gone better than expected, now onto Alorré. He sprang back to his feet no doubt thanks to Jedi acrobatics, “ When’s the last time you ate?” He leaned into her workspace, getting a bit close as he intends to disrupt the action she was doing.” I bet it’s been awhile.” 

     his question almost causes her to pause, because alorré knows what he will do if he finds out the truth: he’d make her cease her important work in order to eat. just as she is about to speak, he moves closer and forces her to scoot back away from the artifact that she’d been examining.   “ i’m fine. stop worrying, ”   she assures her him with a fake smile, knowing very well the last time she had eaten anything was at least twenty-four hours ago.

alorré somehow ending up either queen or senator of naboo, maybe by vote or appointment from other officials

alorré embracing her force ability and becoming a jedi

my bb girl being put in a fighting position where she has to defend herself, therefore confronting her fear of violence and confrontation

maybe someone listening to her and she like slowly rants from some fun fact to some actual like heartbreaking truths about her family?

alorré being escorted onto a first order base and getting access to all of their information

honestly anything i wanna write anything

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       The falcon was touched down on an ancestral lost Jedi planet. Tython. A world touched deeply by the force and littered with countless artifacts. Course right then they were stuck here. Aboard the Falcon, Anakin engaged in a game of dodge with Chewie. chewie would throw things at him and he would duck and weave until he said something utterly stupid.”It’s not my fault.” After that, he came rolling down the ramp and stopped on his back at a familiar pair of boots. He stared up at his travel companion, “ Yeah, Falcon’s still not ready.” 

She pulls herself from her thoughts at her voice and smiles. ❝ Thank you, it’s all thanks to Leia really. ❞ She’s pushing off some of the praise, not sure how to let it settle on herself but it’s also not wrong. Leia is a wonderful teacher, knowing when to chide and when to cheer, it’s like nothing she’s ever experienced. If she was honest she’d also admit her own surprise at strength, she’s not experienced enough with the Force to truly see it but Luke’s words “I haven’t seen that kind of raw power for a long time, if it didn’t scare me then…” still haunt her thoughts.when she trains.

“   JUST  HAN  IS  FINE.     mr.  solo  makes  me  sound  OLD.   ”     a  smuggler’s  chuckle  follows  closely  behind.   he  spends  a  few  long  moments  leaning  against  the  blast  door.   it  wasn’t  often  that  han  solo  graced  the  resistance  with  his  presence,  but  when  he  did  it  meant  the  potential  delivery  of  crucial  intel.   usually  straight  to  general  organa  herself.   a  task  since  completed,  leaving  him  a  hopeless  wanderer  and  fresh  face  to  d’qar.     “   heard  you  were  the  one  t’go  to  if  i  wanted  t’know  things.   got  yourself  a  nice  little  setup  here.   COZY.     ”

MASTER SKYWALKER. The title hits him harder than the actual collision. Maybe he ought to be used to it by now, but there’s that part of him– the humble farm boy part, namely– that winces a bit each time he hears it. He may be a Jedi, but he hardly feels like a master. Still, he stifles any indication of discomfort on his face, collecting himself with an amiable smile. 

❛ – Oh, don’t worry about it, I should have been paying better attention.❜ He nods to her datapad. ❛ Must be important. Not broken, is it?❜ 

     she’d read all the legends about luke, spoke with people - mainly leia - who had met him. based on everything she had seen there was no doubt in alorré’s mind that luke was deserving of the title MASTER. plus, he had an aura around him that immediately made the woman feel like she was in the presence of someone far greater than she ever could be, someone far above her in both ranking and in life.

      she can feel the presence of another, even if she doesn’t acknowledge it until the other speaks. being this close to the force was a gift, and a practice that rey did nearly every day, but it was also disappointing. she still couldn’t reach out to past jedi’s, as hard as she tried. with a small sigh, she lets herself drop gracefully, landing on her feet in front of the other woman.

she smiles back, her disappointment with her meditation pushed back. “  oh!  “ an eyebrow raises and her smile grows wider. “  that’d be great, thank you. it’s just the thing i need.  “

     she almost envied rey and the way she connected with the force, the way she could reach out and touch it without a worry in the galaxy. there was far too much that holding alorré back from taking such a risk. plus, she was far too scared to do so. so, she would support those who reached out to the force in any way she could - just as she did with rey.

     QUICK FEET carried her through the halls of the base with speed, eyes never once looking up from the datapad in her hands. she could hear the various footsteps of her fellow resistance fighters, so alorré was able to quickly avoid a collision. however as she rounded a corner, she failed to hear the soft footsteps of the other before her and ran directly into them.

     the datapad tumbled to the ground, and she was quick to pick it up while speaking,   “ oh, i’m so sorry, i - ”   voice cuts off as she sees the man before her, jaw dropping slightly. “oh. m-master skywalker.”