#abysskeeper

Idk who you mean so I'm throwing a generic at you, sorry

FE: Should they kiss?

Abysskeeper x Knight of Seiros

WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS

How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?

Oh, loose. Very loose. Kira rolls her eyes every time Corellan calls someone his friend. (She actually thinks its sweet.)

Remember Renalda Agareth? The little girl on Coruscant who asked him to rescue her brother? When she met him again a decade later on Odessen, they were still friends.

What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!

Snark. For most of his life, Corellan has a very muted sense of humor himself. But when other people with particularly refined sense of sarcasm really get to him - like Kira, Orgus, Theron and Senya - they get an amused chuckle out of him every time. Eventually, he does develop his own sense of humor, right in time to have kids. (There will be dad jokes, much to Bela's lament.)

What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?

Corellan's daily morning routine - when he's not on a mission - is consistent to a fault. Rise, brush teeth, lightsaber sparring, shower, breakfast.

Repeat.

He's tried to incorporate morning meditation into his routine, but … life seems to get in the way. Whether that's a call for help, or Kira feeling frisky. Stuff happens, you know?

@abysskeeper I show you too much when i'm working because i have no self control, so I'm looking through phone notes to find fun snippets i may have not shown you (but probably have, lmao)

So. contextless bits (all from different docs):

"Isn't that our nature? To use our new love to heal from our old? We always seek to heal from our pasts."

(i've probably shown this one but i still love it)

"Trickshot." "I didn't know," he said, and the embarrassment hit deep, as it always did. Even if you did know, a traitorous part of his mind whispered, You would've chosen the name anyways. She IS why you turned, after all. The catalyst to all you have become. "You really didn't know?" "You should've seen her face. I didn't understand for a long time, why everyone would laugh. I held steadfast, having a new name mattered too much to me for me to let anyone deter me away from what I had chosen.  It took her weeks to tell me, and then…well, it all became clear." "Ironic." "And fitting. Although don't tell her I said that." "Oh?  Why not?" "I hardly want to push her away when I've come so far to get to her side in the first place. I'm not being that direct." "Ah, the delicate finesse of courtship." Jonathan laughed.

"...save me?" he mumbled, watching her with that intoxicating stare. he smiled, a ghost of a thing, looking at her in a fond, far-off kind of way. "You are holding on to so much of your humanity. For most Kindred, such a thing fades with time. I wonder how long this fire will last within you."

(may have shown this one below)

"Nines," she whispered, her mind briefly flickering to the absurdity that she was in bed with a man she didn't even know the name of, but she pushed the thought aside. There was enough bothering her without adding to the pile, without thinking of the things that stressed her about this man who she was with for comfort. "What do you do when you don't feel like yourself?" She could hear the soft sound of his breathing shifting, the only indication he initially gave of his hearing her, his bright eyes closed still, leaving them in total darkness. "Can you clarify?" "When you…do things that you wouldn't normally do." Like someone is controlling you, a voice in your head. "Something you immediately regret, even though you couldn't stop it from happening, but…at the same time…it's like you were someone else when you did it." Hiding behind vagueness felt safe. "I would do anything to feel like myself again. I would amend, fix what was wrong." There was a harsh edge in his response, although she could tell it wasn't directed at her.

"I pay attention, I understand you. You give me little signs of you affection all the time. I see them, and I treasure them as they are. I know what they mean, I look for them. Each passing glance, the brush of your fingertips, the curve of your smile, I see and understand, my dear."