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     Why did she have to be reasonable? For a moment, he wondered if he were talking to his mother or the senator. When she spoke, he supposed he got his answer at least. But hearing that she thought he didn’t deserve it.. Well, Ben wasn’t ready to have that conversation yet. 

“Sometimes I wish you had,” he muttered. “Always wondered why you never bothered to use the Force. I could feel that you had it and I tried using it to contact you before.” Ben didn’t know if she remembered him sitting outside her office while she was working, all the times he tried to get her attention before he went to live with Poe. 

What else could he say? 

Ben lifted his head and finally accepted the saber. The hilt looked to be bronze or rose gold. He suspected the latter but didn’t say. “If I’m to rebuild, I’ll need to make my own at some point. But… What can I do? No one in the Resistance is going to want the same man that tormented them fighting alongside them.”

          those words feel like barbs, and her head drops a moment, all her strength seeming to sap for a second in time, leaving her looking tired. “ i was always so busy that cutting myself off seemed to be the better choice. ” her voice drops slightly. “ but i also regret never using it, especially when you were growing up. i should have been the one to train you. ” 

          “ then you ignore them. find the ones that want to work with you. i know poe will certainly be trying to find you, and once you make your place, the others will come around. ” her lips twitch into a soft smile for a moment, the flicker of a mother showing through the years of being a general, a senator. 

Steve lets his hand stay out for a few second longer than he probably should, but eventually drops it back to his side. It’s not like he expected Tony to take it, but Tony didn’t move any closer, so Steve didn’t reach out and touch him either. It was unnecessary anyway. And probably unhelpful. There was no reason to do it. His fingers close around his belt buckle unconsciously, his back straightening almost imperceptibly.

He gives Tony a look as he tries to argue against stopping, but he’s relieved when Tony seems to acquiesce. “Good, c'mon then.” Coffee seems to work as bait with every single Avenger, and Steve can’t claim he’s immune to its call either. He takes a step away, but keeps his body angled toward Tony, clearly waiting for Tony to follow him. “A scramble is… eggs. Scrambled. With other things on it. It’s like a lazy omelette.” He huffs a laugh, shaking his head and offers Tony a faint smile. “It’s like you’ve never eaten at a chain restaurant,” he jokes.

          “ to be fair, i’ve also been awake maybe over seventy-two hours. maybe more. i’m not exactly thinking straight. ” which is an issue, but tony only shrugs the thought off with a soft sigh that spills from his lips. 

@mvltis​   ✴ Leia ✴

✦ Anakin knew he was intruding his daughter’s privacy as he entered her chambers without her knowledge, but it was to check whether she was inside her rooms - he could not feel her in the force. As it turned out, his suspicion was right,  and she was not. Worry and anger replaced all reminders of what was proper and what was not as he searched the base for her after. As her daughter, and apprentice, this was disappointing—- 

His heart stopped hammering as he found her, but since she was currently loading a bag onto a tie fighter, his anger did not lesson.

  —–    ❝  LEIA AMIDALA SKYWALKER. What do you think you’re doing?  ❞

With a wave of his hand, the bag was catapulted back out of the ship. He could have done worse and broken it in half with how mad he was at her. Speeding his steps, he came to a stand in front of it, glaring up at her. 

—–    ❝ Out of there, back to your chambers, now. ❞

          her fingers tighten on the bag she’s tried shoving into the tie ( there isn’t a lot of space, and oh, it angers her that she can’t get it in there ). her teeth grit, and she shoves and shoves, using a few choice words she’s picked up from around the base from troopers and officers alike, and suddenly freezes at the use of her entire name. uh oh.

          “ trying to fit a bag onto a tie fighter. you made them too small. ” her anger and attitude, they’re things she’s inherited from her father, and oh how it shows in the way she postures with her hands on her hips and her brows furrowing. she keeps herself perched on top of the ship, even as her bag is thrown, and she feels a trickle of her own anger down her spine.

     @mvltis​ || [X]

    Ben glanced up at the way the man’s question was toned. He seemed displeased with the information but he supposed he couldn’t blame him entirely. No one could be expected to deal with it.

“So it would seem,” he answered. His own reaction was that of reservation as he watched the man’s animated bow. Ben wouldn’t say he wasn’t attractive, nor a gentleman when he kissed his hand. A stray finger gently ran along the man’s cheek.

“Such manners…” His voice came softly. “That was kind of you, thank you. May I have your name? The one you prefer.”

          the finger at least feels inviting, and a low breath works its way from his lungs. a gentle sigh more than anything, and loki tilts his head a little. drawing himself back up, a small smile coils around his lips, and his fingers rest with the other’s, carefully twining just the slightest. they might as well make the best of this, really.

          “ indeed. ” this isn’t what he had ever planned, and isn’t what he would like to happen, but alas, what is he to do? the sigh works its way through his chest and up and out before he makes a subtle face. “ so i’m supposed to wed you? ” though he can’t say the other isn’t good looking. curious, how he’s dressed so femininely, but perhaps that is this planet’s traditions? he can’t say he is opposed to it, after all. a coil of his lips is given, and he sweeps himself into a bow, fingers reaching for the prince’s, only to draw the hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to the back of it.

         “ maybe what you needed was help, i could help. ”  god he hated that no one had been able to help ben, he knew that leia blamed herself just as much for being able to keep snoke away.  would poe have been strong enough?  he had no idea about that either.

        poe tips his head to the side so that he could kiss ben’s cheek, eyes closing for just a second.  though he finally manages a smile when he hears ben laugh, broken or not, it was his most favorite sound in the galaxy.  “ you’re not mad at me for keeping it from you?  i…i’m so kriffing glad i married you.  i love you so much. ”  he crumpled in relief against ben, he would repeat those words for the rest of his life.

         “ ben… ”  poe was ready to break, he was so afraid for being going back there, ben deserved everything good in this galaxy, including a real chance to live.  “ you don’t have to protect all of us – we can protect you.  i want to protect you.  i know you’ll come back but…i want to be there holding your hand when you do. ”  in the end he wouldn’t force ben, he never could, he wasn’t going to be like those in ben’s life trying to control him.  he refused.

          “ why would i be mad? i’m just glad to know you’re that much more special. ” it’s a soft murmur, laughing a little more, but it’s a sound that ends too soon. he knows he has to leave, knows he has to go back. it’s too dangerous to be out here for long, especially with the threat that hangs over his head. the ever looming presence of snoke coiling through his mind.

          “ --- poe i have to. ” it’s a pathetic excuse, but he knows what he’s getting into. knows what’s going to happen. “ i can’t let you get hurt because of me. coming with me . . . it’s dangerous. you don’t know what he does. ” his voice chokes, hushes, and his head drops as he draws in a breath. the torment that snoke puts him through . . . he wishes it on no one.