#anothernuruodo

Ana had been growing frustrated with her contact’s hemming and hawing and decided to get a drink that night once their latest discussions were over.  The man wanted far too much money for something that was only truly valuable to two groups, and maybe the odd collector, and a part of her was itching to just steal the stash of Old Jedi artifacts out from under him.  But she could practically hear her parents’ disapproval in her head so she put that option aside, for now.

As she walked into the building she let her eyes absently roam the interior, taking almost unconscious note of everyone inside and their positions.  Only to pause and backtrack as she processed something familiar.  A smirk started to cross her face and she swiftly made her way to the bar to order a pair of drinks before sauntering over to the corner table with a good view of all exits and the room in general.

@1000voicesrising​ / @another-nuruodo​​: “Caress” - from Arelin | meme | accepting

“CARESS”  - your muse caresses my muse’s cheek

He had been burying himself too deep in work once again. The footsteps barely registered until they stopped right beside him and the worry that followed along with each pace was impossible for him to ignore through the Force, blanketing him like a warm embrace after... no. Eron couldn’t bear to spare even a single thought of it. They hadn’t yet won the war—this grief could unravel itself when the fight was done. He leaned away from the workstation, his head tilted downward to meet her awaiting gaze, and he could merely utter a weak, “Hey.”

“There is nowhere I would rather be.” A rare thing for him to say at any given circumstance. Eron knew he was vulnerable in this moment — she was seeing the side of him he didn’t dare reveal before. “I never felt more comfortable, could never want for more when you’re near.”