𝖇𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖑𝖞 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖙

“ive only ever heard stories about this planet and it’s beauty.” rhea sighs, looking around and eyeing the mountains and lakes of alderaan. she was going to be forever grateful that they were able to see this planet in all of its glory, before the empire destroyed it and took general bail organa. “general organa was a good storyteller to her son and i before the first order took hold.”

                              𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 during her time on alderaan and most of it she didn’t like . the jedi purge was the only thing she could think of most days and how different things were now . she had always been somewhat of a cold yet fierce woman and yet ... she felt herself crumbling at all of this news and how long it had been since she died .  “  the last time i was here i had been a child ,  “  satine genuinely smiles at the memory . “  it’s more beautiful than i remember .  “  general organa ... she couldn’t remember bail having a son but perhaps things changed after she died . she had only known him as senator of alderaan , not commander .  “  you’ve never been here before now ?  “  the duchess questions , unaware of the fate the entire planet had .

“so what do you think about all of this?” octavia asks the other kindly, she was sitting in the shade of some hut, ass on the sand and she put a hand over her eyes to look up at them. “you at least look like you came from woodshore, i haven’t met you yet though. so, whats your opinion?”

          𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  -  she didn’t like it . but like everything that came at her ; she’d adjust . just like when she moved to olympus and away from home to go to school . lips press together as she turns towards the voice . “ i’m persephone . “ dark eyes look up at the sky and then around at her surroundings . “ it’s ... i like green and flowers ... i haven’t seen either yet . “ 

“i wouldn’t eat that if i were you.” sam warned the other with a concerned expression, brows knitted toward one another. there was a bad feeling about it in his stomach, but beyond that, he had gone out of his way to start asking questions – mostly to droids who were a little more willing to answer than some of the people here. “it’s called hubba gourd. apparently, humans aren’t really meant to digest it. it’s more for other species.”

                         𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 putting the mysterious food into her mouth . “ digest ... ? “ her smile immediately FELL as she puts the food down , eyebrows knitting together out of confusion . “ are - are you positive ? “ maybe she needed to stop trusting strangers so easily . 

“Damn it!” Jo cursed as she shook out her shoe again. Sand came spilling out of the article for a few seconds. She smacked the sole with the back of her hand and huffed, putting the shoe back onto her foot. The sand was finer than that of the beaches she knew back home. It was more annoying that way––little grains managed to work their way into every piece of clothing and in every crevice. “It’s different that Massachusetts sand.” She said to the passerby, brushing a few grains from her hair. “Not as soft, I suppose.”

                             𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒕  -  and especially the sand and lack of LIFE . her powers were extremely muted , which only put the goddess on edge . she was more than her powers but they were still a huge part of her . “ are you okay ? “ persephone asked the stranger , concern evident in her voice and her soft features . 

“excuse me,” jon said, grabbing the attention of the nearest person. the people who inhabited this place were mostly human. the landscape of the planet, from what he had seen, was not too far from that of parts of westeros. grassy hills and snow caped mountains. but despite looking like home, it was far from it without his family. “you don’t happen to know of a girl by the name of arya stark? similar in looks to me, brown hair, about this high –” he gestured to chest height with his palm before continuing. “or her sister sansa? taller, with fiery red hair. or a man named theon greyjoy? they’re my family and i’m looking for them.”

                              𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 ... she’d never admit to such weakness . but being in tune with the force around her was so new to her and as if her entire body was off . jedi trained for decades and yet were always learning  -  how could she possibly learn anything after only ten days of being connected to the force ? she tried not to get too into her head about it , instead choosing to focus on everything around her . “ i apologize , “ satine began . “ i haven’t ... i’d like to help you find them if you need it . “

“this is fuckin’ unbelievable.” mike muttered, doing everything in his power to keep from looking too closely at the mountains in his peripheral, a hand on the head of his wolf almost out of instinct. he wasn’t a skeptic, not really, that would be impossible after the shit he had seen but this was - this was something else. welcome to alderaan – that was all he had gotten when he woke up, and the only comfort was the fact wolfie was still with him. “i mean, i’ve seen some shit, but this is– this is something else.” 

                            𝒂 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒑𝒕 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒔’ 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 . “ you’ll get used to it , “ she brushed off the others confusion . for satine , alderaan was more home to her than earth had become . it almost felt like she was home . almost . there were a few things missing . 

                           𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆’𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕 had been on alderaan . if her memory was correct then the last time she had been on the planet was when she was a child . life simply got in the way . she became a duchess and swore to bring her people out of the war that controlled them for so long . she’s always had a soft spot in her icy heart for alderaan . “ a very interesting vacation , “ satine almost laughs . “ my normal is ... well , that . earth was my vacation . “ 

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it had been a day – a whole day – since narcissa arrived in woodshore, and so far… not one mention of draco anywhere. she’d left her husband at home (he was so self-consumed that he probably didn’t even notice) and headed here, prepared to find her child, but… so far, there was nothing. she was still a mother; narcissa knew that for certain, and now… she was frantic. swallowing her pride, narcissa took to the street and grabbed the nearest passerby by the arm, urgently asking, “have you seen a toddler? blond hair, blue eyes. he’s two years old now… his name is draco malfoy.” || @woodshorestarters​

𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 before the words had left the younger woman’s mouth . she felt an incredible pain in her chest . a mother separated from her child was a nightmare that you’d never eve wish upoin your worst enemy . “ i’m so sorry , “ satine frowns , trying to show how much empathy she had for the stranger . “ i haven’t . “ a pause . “ can i help you at all ? “ 

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𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆 . she was always on the move and sometimes that included running away enemies and to safety . since her memories had returned it had become even more WEIRD to live each day as if back home there wasn’t a war taking over the galaxies . she had no idea what happened to her people after her death . she assumes the worst . that they went back to their old habits . she tried not to dwell on anything for too long , it wouldn’t do much when she could do nothing about the current situation . she bumped into a girl when she had stopped to drink some water . “ you should ... pay attention to your surroundings and where you’re going , “ satine commented , pushing stray hairs away from her gentle features . “ just a word of advice . “ 

KLAUS wasn’t sure if the person sitting next to him was listening to him at all but klaus didn’t care. at least he could pretend that they were. “seriously, i think i would know if my room was haunted. like, bitch please,” he continued and snorted. “why, you ask? you see,  i was born with a terrible gift that allows me to speak to the dead. it’s no big deal, really.” klaus waved his hand dismissively and paused to sip his orange juice. “you know, actually, there’s a ghost floating behind you right now.” he half-joked.

𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 along her jawline , persephone listened as intently as possible . “ back home i know the god of the UNDEAD , “ persephone smirks as she thinks about hades . “ AND the god of death . “ she didn’t always blurt out that she knew actual gods , but it seemed to be the right moment . “ i think your gifts are cool . all i can do is ... make flowers when i’m overly emotional . “