#ahuska asks

12, 13, 21, 27, 29

-afragileflame

Best Girl Best Girl!!!

12- Be honest, how many outfit tabs do they have? Okay, logging in and checking... she's got twelve at the moment! Only a handful I switch between with any sort of regularity, and some I've literally never used for any in-game or IC reason haha. I really should make her some more conscientiously crafted IC outfits, but because most of her RP has happened outside of the game for a loooong time now, and because she has never looked exactly the way she's supposed to in-game from the get go, I haven't really taken the time to put together unique looks like I could have. Truly? My husband is the best space dressup player in this household.

13- Let's see those outfits! WELLLLLL okay

Her original, classic looks, from her original story as a member of Clan Motir'ang, a little trainee striking off in the world to make a name for herself as a beastmaster (and then she met Crow). The brown and gold was her main look, the white armour was put together specifically for a mission on Hoth, and then her casual outfit for hanging out at the stronghold!

Hahahaha sexy outfits. I don't know why the first one has an outfit slot, I'll use it for something else one day for sure because she NEVER wears this. I think I just wanted to see how, uh, revealing it actually is? Middle one is a WIP slot and just to get the set unlocked, I'm definitely going to use the top as a basis to put together an actual outfit for her. And the third is her 'what if... Sith?' outfit.

Quasi-RP outfits! The first I used as a basis for an outfit she wore at one point in her story (but never actually while RPing in-game hahaha), sometimes I pull it out now when husband and I are being fancy together. Middle was for an RP with husband that we never finished, but should. She's undercover and hates it. Third is take #2 at snow gear, I like it a lot and use it in game when the aesthetic suits.

My most frequent current rotation of outfits! All 'post-kotet' gear, the first is what she pretty much lives in in-game at the moment. Premium Space Barbie time, absolutely influenced by spending too much time with Thirteen, only one where I've made an effort to give her a weapon that suits (it even has the falling blossom tuning). Middle is her 'yes I am actually Force Sensitive' gear, and third is her 'I am the commander and I am getting shit done' outfit. She wears this one when the flashy pink just doesn't quite suit the mood!

21- Would they continue their legacy by having children? Adopt? Get an apprentice? Having kids has always been out of the question for Ahuska; in no world has she gotten herself romantically attached to a fellow Bothan (sorry Kovar <3 <3 <3, sorry Zare) and I am not someone who would choose to go the 'hybrid baby' route. Never mind that actually RPing parenthood just holds absolute zero appeal to me! Adopting, meanwhile, is always a possibility, especially with her Mandalorian upbringing. In her original story she did actually formally adopt Nela (single-dad Crow's teenage daughter) as her own, and though we've never fully written it out I do imagine that she reunites with her brothers one day, and becomes very close to her twin's seven (!!) children, with one little girl in particular following her footsteps quite closely.

Werewolf!au Ahuska has a far greater sphere of responsibility, but is also far more thoroughly trained in the ways of the Force. She definitely becomes a leader to many of the other lost and displaced ex-Intelligence werebeasts and very possibly passes on a legacy through them... and though we haven't really toyed with the idea of her actually taking on a Force using apprentice of her own, it's definitely not outside the realm of possibility.

27- Do they have any regrets? Oooof. Well. Original Ahuska has a very balanced attitude, aware that even if there were events in her life that she wishes she hadn't had to experience, they were all necessary steps in getting her into the place she is now- which is tremendously happy and fulfilled.

Werewolf!au Ahuska will possibly (hopefully?) reach a similar place some way into the future, but she has a lot more to sort through and absolutely has regrets. For a long while, she definitely regretted not finishing the job and killing Five when she had the chance; the things he did to her and to Blakk left a searing mark on her psyche and (misguidedly, perhaps) she definitely believed the fact that he was still out there made it all the harder for her to heal. Currently, she's dealing with deep regrets and guilt about going to seek out Blakk at all; she blames herself entirely for his current predicament (he's been stuck in fox shape for a very long time, and has been severed from the living Force, not to mention being braded as a traitor to Intelligence for his part in freeing Ahuska from Five). She is completely convinced that he doesn't actually love her and never did, and that all her dreams of romance and running away with a fellow werebeast were stupid, foolish, childish whimsy. She is certain that he blames her for losing his place in Five's team, and the fact that he'll never be welcome back to the career that was his whole life. She is certain that once she is able to return his connection to the Force and help him regain his human form, he'll leave her, and be better off without her, and that he'd be better off if she'd never come into his life. Boy are these two going to have a time of it when they can finally actually have a conversation again hahahahahaaaa ahh.

16. What do they do in their spare time? and 29. What's their favorite food? for Ahuska

For Five: For the longest time, Dromund Kaas was 'home' to him. It's where he was born, it's where he built his life. Prior to the Zakuul invasion, he owned both a high end Kaas City apartment as well as the family estate, a massive property outside the city proper. He also owned numerous properties across the galaxy, including a large tract of land on Taris, and a vineyard and small cafe chain on Alderaan, but DK was always 'home', even if he didn't really start to appreciate the meaning of the word until Thirteen started living with him. Since the invasion, after losing almost everything and feeling increasing disdain for both the Empire and the Republic, Five has been based on Odessen, but it's never really felt like home.

But Five has never done anything embarrasing in his life, how could anyone even conceive of such a thing? (Actually, he probably found his 'public persona', a beloved celebrity bearing his illustrious- and loathed- family name, deeply embarrasing for a long time. He only maintained it for the sake of Intelligence, and resisted it intensely-- until the day he revealed his alter ego to the freshly fledged werebeast Cipher Thirteen. When he saw the stars in Thirteen's eyes, he started rethinking the whole gig, and it eventually became incredibly fun. Losing the werewolf that he'd invested so much into capturing was also deeply embarassing, but of course, he never admitted to that, and saved face by simply reporting that she was dead and desperately hoping she'd never resurface. Later in life, he still struggles with displays of weakness and is painfully embarrased by his failing leg, and by the times he finds himself wanting to cry. Not that he ever actually does.)

For Ahuska: 'Spare time' doesn't come up a whole lot at the moment, both in her current situation during the main story still being written (studying the Force on Tython) and in her current in-game scenario (as Commander of the Alliance). Neither is a situation that she sees as permanent, and in truth what she really wants to be doing is... enjoy being alive. Leisure time would always ideally involve company (aka her pack), and is shared equally by nature (exploring, hiking, spending time with animals, wolf time, picking berries, the list goes on) and the arts (sketching and painting, making music in a group, actually getting better at playing her little harp).

For Five: A photographic memory

For Ahuska: A memory of the first time they did an activity they love

For Ulfran: A happy memory

Five-

So many unwelcome memories rise so readily in his thoughts; events that cut him, broke him, shaped him, events that he was never given the opportunity to process, and events he wilfully carved away and discarded. Sometimes it can be an effort to pull the brighter memories to the fore as he attempts now, reclined on the lounge in his city apartment, feet up, hands behind his head, forcing solitude onto himself because it's easier to handle when it's a choice.

He remembers Thirteen's face. Oh, what a deliciously foolish face, stunned and awestruck and with just the right amount of creeping pink blush, that night when Five revealed his alter-ego to the freshly-fledged Cipher now placed under his guidance. Five had never really enjoyed wearing the face of Lord Glen Highbridge until that moment, so hard as he'd worked to completely detach from his family name. He'd resisted almost petulently when Intelligence had requested he polish up and begin attending high society events, brandishing the power and status that the Highbridge name -and wealth- afforded him. But the value of having a public-friendly face was undeniable, privy to conversations among the elite, loosening lips and encouraging secrets to spill with little more than a smile, a wink, a promise to be seen in his company... and then, oh, to plant ideas in the minds of the rich and powerful. To set plans in motion, quietly, gently, with great care and masterful finesse. Five was very, very good at the role Intelligence wished for him to play.

But using the name his parents had given him brought no joy, until that night he stepped out, having made himself up to perfection to meet a fresh target for information gathering at a swanky soiree, to let Thirteen know he'd be away for the evening on mission.

Thirteen's expression had been utterly, brilliantly, beautifully priceless. For the first time since his eleventh birthday, Five didn't wince at the thought of being called by his real name. And the expression that made him feel that way stamped itself firmly into his mind, to be drawn out during dark days and bitter nights and to coax a small, knowing smile back onto his lips.

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Ahuska-

The lead-up to the outing is a blur to her, as is almost everything from those very early days, but at least the blur is there, unlike any thought of what might have been before. She remembers the warmth of her adoptive parents; they were excited, hopeful, anticipating... she remembers feeling as though there was something expected of her, but having no idea what.

The trip felt like a journey between star systems, surely nobody had ever traveled so far ever in the history of the world.

In truth, a truth that Ahuska would later acknowledge as an adult despite the memory of her childhood self, they merely journeyed down along the main village road and to the first large property beyond the vale. The first of many such trips, to what would initially be a welcome place to visit, and eventually the site of Ahuska's first apprenticeship; Mirshko'vlk's ranch, rescue and stud. But that day, despite the warm welcome of the Chiss in flaming red armour who owned and managed the place, despite the bright sun and warm morning glow, despite the effort it had taken for Jinn and Santha to encourage their shy little adopted daughter out of the speeder to introduce herself, where she'd managed barely a wave and a single cautious, wide-eyed glance, there was one thing that stuck firm in her memory that she would carry for the rest of her life.

She remembers the puppies.

A litter of six, but it felt like millions. Perfect little lives, tumbling, crowding, whining for attention. Little ginger akk dogs, with huge dark eyes that swirled like galaxies, pressing their blunt snouts against Ahuska's welcoming hands, wriggling their way into her lap, wagging their stubby tails, digging at her with their disproportionately huge front paws. Ahuska felt something inside her open wide that moment; the love she felt was immediate and pure, utterly engulfing any other emotion. The puppies were real, real in a way that nothing else had ever been, and the little flame that was kindled in Ahuska's heart that day would never dim.

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Ulfran-

Happy.

Happy wasn't the point, was it? His life had never been his, not for as far back as he could possibly remember.

There had been pride, certainly, and perhaps his old Master should have been alarmed by that more than the friendship he'd shared with Captain Lyrisal. He'd been tremendously proud to achieve knighthood, proud to serve the Order on a long and dangerous deep cover mission that would make use of every one of his skills and test his resolve to an unimabinable degree.

He'd been pleased by his successes, he'd experienced thrills and rushes in the searches to accomplish them.

But where did happy fit in with all that? Where did the joy come in, or the quiet contentment of a life well lived?

How could he say he'd been happy at any point all those long years, when he'd chosen to follow his Master's direction and turn his back on the one person he'd ever dared bare his soul to? When he'd chosen hurting her over refusing the Order?

And how could he say she'd made him happy back when he himself had been a padawan, when he took the path that led him away from her?

Is happy how he'd felt when they would lie together under the stars, hand in hand, whispering promises of shaping a better galaxy together? Is happiness what had warmed his soul when she'd turned her face to press her profile against his neck, and then laughed about the fact that he'd gone too long since he'd last shaved? Had he been happy, joyful, delighted, to see her shuttle land, was it happiness that swirled with anticipation as he waited for the ping on his comm that would let him know when she'd be able to slip away from her unit for an hour or two?

🗺 - Favourite place I've visited? I mean, that's definitely a different question to my favourite place I've lived, right? Because it's hard to look past Nau'ur and it's hard to imagine not winding up there again some day... but when it comes to a visit, a proper visit like a holiday or a work trip or something, then... I just... well, it has to be Zeltros. And never in a million years would I have thought I'd ever say that, I'd never have gone if it had been just up to me. I like the wild. I like the snow! Not day spas and luxury cruises and... and pheromones. But none of those things are what made visiting Zeltros special. None of those things are what I won't ever forget.

💌- If I could. Gods, if I could write to Thirteen, if I didn't think it might get either of us in a world of trouble, if he hadn't gone to pains to make sure he had no idea where I was going, who I was studying with... I'd tell him everything. Always. The way my heart beats for his. The way I see him in the sparkle of sunlight on the lake, the way I feel him when the sun is at its highest and warmest. I'd tell him how much I want to fly with him again. How much I want to be... beside him. How much I want him close so that I never forget how to live. That a world without him in it is a world without colour or light. What wouldn't I tell him.

🧚‍♂️- Fairytales? When I was little I believed in them. I definitely wanted those sorts of stories to be true. Magic, not the Force but magic that anyone could learn or experience. Hidden kingdoms, talking animals, heroes and villains you could pick a mile off. Maybe I even believed in a few little fairytale ideas for... far too long. But now I know better. Now I know it's monster stories that are real, and villains can look like your best friend.

🕰- Time travel? Going back in time to fix something? Stars, I don't know. I don't know. There's a million things I could have done differently. Should have done. Wish I'd done. I wish I'd never given Five my control words. I wish I'd had it in me to break myself free, instead of Blakk having to get all wrapped up in it and... and never able to go back to what he really wants. I wish... I don't know. If I'd never accepted that job on Corellia? Put myself in a position to be taken and changed? But I love being a wolf. I love it even though I hate so much of what I've been made to do. I wish I could go back and stop the handlers that conditioned me and made me so messed up inside. I wish I'd never killed so many people, more than I even remember. I wish I'd stood up to Nines sooner. But if I changed any of those things... would I have ever wound up... Would I have ever gotten to know... Shab. If I could go back and do something differently, I wouldn't have left Ilum without saying goodbye.

💭 - Something I can't stop thinking about? Ummmmmm...

Ahahahaha how excellent!

So Ahuska definitely goes all over the place with what she winds up watching. Things you might find include:

A stunning, sweeping documentary following a drexl migration

A nostalgic animated film, based on an 'Old Alderaan' fairytale

A schlocky horror about giant mutant man-eating womp rats

A beautiful, bittersweet musical, a slick spy thriller and a fun little rom-com sharing the single common thread of a lead actor she's found particularly pleasing on the eyes

A family film about an old akk dog , a rambunctious massiff and a sassy felinx finding their way home that makes her cry every damn time

Crow meanwhile, might have something along the lines of:

A number of post-apocalyptic epics (of varying degrees of quality) that imagine all manner of planets somehow cut off from the rest of the galaxy and coping with isolation and natural disasters (like the one where almost all of Alderaan is flooded over, or the one where a lone brave Corellian has to re-establish comm-lines literally roaming from place to place on foot)

A whacky but kind of charming action film produced by a company on a planet that's only ever heard about Jedi third-hand and developed some really weird ideas about what their heroic protagonist can actually do

All three seasons of a crass but undeniably funny adult series starring a collection of hand puppets of stray and urban animals living in the Coruscant undercity

His favourite game show

aaaaaa gonna do this for both versions of Ahuska 'cause they're in SUCH DIFFERENT PLACES aahaha also I get to use this super old drawing again!

OG-huska probably gets texted by Nela more than anyone, but let's pretend this is a day when some of the others actually get some words in.

1- "Was out with the gang and we found some GIANT SNAILS next time we go I'll take pics" (from Nela)

2- "<puppy emoji> i hear ur headed 2 NS <fireworks emoji> gonna send u list for <six wine bottle emojis> 2 bring next time ur planetside tyyyy <fire emoji> <dragon emoji> <finger guns emoji>" (from Nines)

3- "btw is it ok to give snails varactyl food asking for a friend" (Nela again)

4- "Orange Lady Tavern, Dock 52, Gold Sector, Corellia. 7 - 9 CST, 22.06.07.448. No pressure." (from Ahuska's alleged older brother, who she has no memory of, who she's still not sure she's ready to meet in person)

5- " <3 " (from Crow, sent while she's literally sitting in his lap in the cockpit)

Werewolf Ahuska hasn't been in a position to send or receive texts in a long while (everyone around her keeps saying silly things like 'not safe'), and she probably destroyed the one she was using while living on Concord Dawn (after everyone around her said things like 'safer this way'). There might be some messages that bounced back to their senders after here abrupt departure from the little community that had somewhat accepted the quaint little bothan hermit who lived up in the mountains...

1- "Sorry to hear you had to leave with such urgency. The kids ask after you and Spirit every day. You're welcome at our table any time." (from the rodian whose art studio Ahuska worked in for a little while to earn some extra cash)

2- "A pity you never had the chance to spend more time with my Brego. He's still interested in your work, if you have the means to safely send it to us." (from the mother of a codru-ji cartographer for whom Ahuska also did a bit of work)

3- "Just had to 'gently' remind a couple of tourists there's no trapping allowed up in your area. Thought you'd appreciate the heads up in case they still try something." (from the bartender in town with a lot of respect for the way Ahuska seems to deal with those who disregard local custom)

4- "hey you still using this number?" (from Crow, just checking >.>)

Aaah ty for asking!! Since you haven't specified which section I'm gonna answer for the first one (appearance) and a couple of bonus ones as well :3 SO:

11: Is your character’s favorite color a color they wear often?

Ha, Ahuska would definitely struggle (just like I do) to choose a favourite colour, but she is very artistically minded and makes strong associations between colours and people and the feelings they evoke, and this can often lead her choices. She was gifted a beautiful blue and gold blouse when she was first finding herself falling head over heels, and so often found herself leaning toward those colours when making later choices. As things go, though, those colours later became associated with a very specific trauma and now she generally avoids soft blues, even if most people agree that wearing it brings out her eyes beautifully. More recently, again thanks to clothing that was gifted to her, she finds herself leaning toward deep reds and pinks.

18: Does your character have a favorite outfit?

Aha! Once upon a time, that would have been answered with a vague shrug, and she probably would have pointed to whatever long coat and fluffy scarf combination was the most comfortable she owned at the time. But she's recently had her eyes opened very wide and been positively spoiled with options. Her favourite would have to be the red dress, but she honestly adores them all.

11: What part of nature would your character most resonate with?

Easy answer: all of it, though probably animals if we wanted to get more specific about it. Ahuska is a nature girl, through and through, and has been since she was a little kid growing up on Dxun. Tumbling around in the jungle and befriending the wild creatures that lived there was more important than getting to know the other local kids. When she travels, the wilderness areas are what call to her, whether it's beaches, forests, snow capped mountains, rivers or lakes or rolling hills and plains. She likes to feel the earth between her toes, she needs fresh air, she likes to get out to places with no light pollution and see the world at night lit up by the moon alone.

Since learning about her Force sensitivity and actually beginning to study it in earnest, she's discovered she is very attuned to the interconnectedness of life as it relates to the natural world; she struggles to lift a pebble, but she can feel a heartbeat from miles away and could go far as a healer if she chooses that path.

And then there's the bit where she gets to be a werewolf and is literally a wild thing that revels in nature, and it's something she desperately wants to be able to enjoy without all the, you know, accidental murders.

18: How willing would your character be to nap outside?

She'd be the one asking others to come nap outside with her. She loves it, and it's always better with company.

Ahhh thank you for asking!! >3

Appearance 2: What would your character wear if they were told they had to gussy up?

Almost certainly this dress, which Thirteen bought for her during their little escape from reality on Zeltros. She actually owns a few flattering outfits now, courtesy of this trip, including a lovely dusky purple one with a very risqué neckline, but I think this red one she holds a particularly special fondness for, since it was chosen quite specifically to help her overwrite some particularly unpleasant memories. She might mix up accessories (she actually loves necklaces, but would need someone to help with makeup) or change up her hair, but this is the Favourite.

Objects 11: What might an acquaintance think is a good gift for your character?

Ahuska is painfully sentimental and anyone who spends any amount of time with her wouldn't take long to pick up on the fact. A memento of a particular time or place or friendship, something as simple as a river stone or pressed flower, or as expensive and carefully tailored as a sparkling red dress or ornate, personally engraved knife would be equally adored as long as there was a memory attached to it.

Weather & Nature 6: Would your character enjoy sky gazing?