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howzer, armor falling off, hair sticking up: sorry boys, i was doing something marie, clothes perfect, makeup on point, skin and lekku perfectly moisturized: i'm something 💅

“  this can’t happen again.  ” hehehehehe

THE WORDS STING SHARP IN HER CHEST, emerald gaze watching him as sheets are held around herself, obtaining some minor form of modesty in the morning as she watches him, sat at the edge of the bed, stong back turned to her. The risk are known between them, the thoughts she wonders he's having are similar to her own. If it was found out what they were doing, what adoration built between them - execution was a possibility, and something she desperately didn't want for anyone in such a situation, especially him.

Shifting carefully on the bed she draws closer, enough that she finally finds herself on her knee's on the mattress beside him, ignoring the swell of tears building up in her gaze as a gentle kiss is placed against his shoulder, hand rising to rest on his cheek, a silent request for him to look to her.

"I know, but. . .maybe we can be good at hiding it away, right? We could. . .maybe we could just - stay like this, without anyone knowing, then we can just." stay like this. stay with me, please stay with me.

She's brought herself low, legs bent, arms out, saber held tight in hand. Her heart, like a war drum, beats wild in her chest. That face, the voice, replicated millions of times across the entire galaxy for so long. She remembers the voices. 'They're they are!' 'Fire!' The larger form shielded her, but pinned her down just as readily.

"No. No no no no no no." It's on repeat uttered from beneath the protection of her helmet. The fear would be evident in her beaming eyes if they were visible. "Get away from me. Leave leave."

IT WASN'T THE FIRST TIME SHE WAS LOST ON ANOTHER PLANET but Gwen would be lying to herself if she said she wasn't scared, just a little bit. She was tough and resilient and faced some terrifying things in her short lifespan but not having her grandpa ( or her doofus cousin ) around made her a tad nervous. 

The best solution would be to find an adult. And she did. Although there was some hesitation as she approached, hands wringing together, because men in armour, in her experience, have never been kind to her.

" Your beauty never scared me."

jahaal'ika smooches nose

Smile reveals itself on her features at the granted affection, a hand reaching out to lightly grasp at the curve of his chest plate, carefully tugging him closer to place her own kiss at the corner of his lips.

do kaa'lia

"Well, I've certainly felt less unwelcome before." There were countless of planets less friendly Ryloth—places which received the same lacking attention from the inner core—and only saw any outreach when there was something to be gained in return. But where others held animosity, Ryloth seemed to move forward with a reluctant acceptance. They were a society who collectively understand how the Republic had brought upon most of their modern problems and that, unfortunately, the Republic was also their best chance at solving them; even if solving just looked uncannily like pulling away after helping to end the civil unrest. He also took comfort in knowing the Clones had been better received than any Coruscanti ambassador sent before them; Cody himself had even described their relationship with the locals as more than cordial (a string of words he had never known his commander to say).