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[send me 🎁 and a character and ill describe them using images i already have saved]

I KNOW I’M MORE THAN A MONTH LATE BUT HERE IT IS

Prompt number: 29. “surprises” Fandom: Mass Effect, Republic Commando crossover Ship: Commander Emeline Shepard / Mereel Skirata Rating: PG words: 1100~ Warnings/Tags: none that I can tell, ask to tag if needed Summary: Twice he’s surprising, and once where he’s surprised. Notes: I really meant for this to be a short thing, but then it got away from me (as ... apparently everything I write tends to do lmao). I hope you like it, Eme/Mereel always holds a special place in my heart 😭💕

xxix. surprises

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*feat. deg’s two friends Rowan and Morley who always give him shit(deg) “ How does your character behave around people they like? “He tries to hide his feelings but he’s very quick to like people, monster and human alike. He’ll often give them a lot of random fae gifts (so many goddamn apples or rocks) and show high curiosity by quietly trying to examine them, which can appear weird or creepy if you’re not used to it. He’ll also do the cat thing where he’ll follow them into a different room, from a distance, because he wants to be near them but not exactly initiate any direct communication/activity. If you call him out on any of it he’ll get flustered but he won’t be able to lie.

It was dark, and Kharro was running.

Distantly she knew that she was not running be’hira tog, as an animal of civilization, as a man. It was dark, and she was running on her hands. Her lekku dragged across the ground as she ran in the manner of the ancestral Togruta species had run ten million years ago with claws and scales and a short brutish snout full of sharp teeth, the plains predator whose hearing-tails had laid against the ground to seek the vibrations of the small  burrowing mammals it hunted, whose montrals had been small and neat and allowed them to hunt even on the deepest of moonless nights, who had run on four legs in an endless grassland.

This place was no grassland, but this was the darkest of nights.

Kharro ran on her hands, and her lekku dragged beneath her chest, and she heard a great whispering sigh all around her, and she was bounding over the uneven earth, long dunes of a pure and solid darkness that rose and fell together. She could see nothing. She could only feel the rippled earth dip and sway beneath her feet, could only hear the sighing rush of wind, nothing around her but darkness. It was a ribcage.

Suddenly she was afraid, where she had not been before. She was running on her hands through the ribs of a great beast, a beast which had swallowed her whole, which consumed her perfectly.

Oh god, she thought, and the wind fell away. She ran harder, the rise and fall of the dune-ribs silent now, her breath in her own chest silent. Her only thought was escape, and to escape she had to keep running. The ground rose and fell, and then it fell and fell as if into a trough, as a starfighter falls when the engines die, and then the ground was gone as well. Still she ran, her clawed hands digging into nothing, propelling her forward into nowhere. Around her was gone, and was instead only the pure and unwavering black. Then even the dark was gone and Kharro fell into an endless primordial nothing, void of light and sound and touch and also of the absence of those things. It was unimaginable. It was unbearable. If it were a place where anything could be Kharro would have been afraid that she was going to die.

Then there was something—there was a light. It was small and cold and very far away, but Kharro ran for it, reached for it and realized that it was no larger than her thumb and as sharp and hard as a piece of broken glass. 

I WAS SURVIVING THIS DAY WITHOUT O66 FEELINGS BC I CANT WATCH IT. NOW THIS. HOW RUDE. THAT THUD? MY HEART SQUELCHING TO THE FLOOR. B(

Etain:

what they smell like

caf, antiseptic soap and military detergent, blaster polish, eventually a faint/fresh citrus-and-floral perfume, occasionally a more berry-scented shampoo when she’s actually buying things for herself

what their favorite smells in the world are

Citrus, sea breezes, fresh caf, mint, very "clean" and simple scents in general. Nothing too sweet though.

what pajamas they wear/what they wear to sleep in

I still haven’t figured out what Jedi sleep in, but outside of that, I think Etain tends towards sleep shirts, or sometimes if no one potentially embarrassing is around, just one of Dar’s shirts a too-big t-shirt or her tank top and her underwear. Some of her sleep shirts have tiny marine animal patterns.

my favorite ship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them

Dar and Etain both save each other’s letters for, like, years after the war. They’re mostly sickly sweet yearning, but also just embarrassing enough to hide from the kids. They both save/hide theirs separately, without really talking about it, even though they both know the other is doing it.

my favorite friendship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them

Mereel keeps sending Etain tacky aquarium tourist mugs shaped like various fish and animals and at this point Darman is at a loss for where to put them. He also just... frequently lets himself in, so they find him at 2 am on the couch nursing a black eye and eating leftovers of whatever Darman cooked for dinner.

a song that reminds me of them

*puts massive ass playlist on shuffle* Under Stars by Aurora

what animal i think they would be if they were an animal

Listen, I don’t actually have cats for a real life comparison, but the jokes about Etain being a house cat who is Way Too Brave for a house cat continue to crack me up. I made her SW!Daemon a sea mouse though.

what position they sleep in

Alone she sleeps on her stomach or curled on her side around a pillow. 

In bed with a partner she's cuddly although she doesn't care if she's the small or big spoon, and actually enjoys being in the middle of there's an opportunity. Not infrequently uses partners as a pillow.

their favorite drink

Caf with a hint of cream, but shig and gatalentan tea are tied for second

a gift i would give them if i could

A book with all the people who have ever liked her and all the things they have ever said about her being competent or loved. Because God damn.

Koa:

what they smell like

typically earth/soil at least a little bit- as a kid she’s the one who likes helping Dar with the hydroponics, a task Etain hates, and as an adult she’s an ecologist and a gardner-, the rosin used on one of her favorite instruments, and honey, which she takes in her tea and uses in her shampoo/balms.

what their favorite smells in the world are

honey (thus the adding it to shampoo/balms, although it’s also an antiseptic), one of her father’s particular recipes for an uj cake, storms

what pajamas they wear/what they wear to sleep in

whatever the hell is laying around, comfy, and clean, in all honesty, though Etain and Dar buy her all the expected adorable toddler pajamas when she’s little. (her favorite had dinosaurs.)

my favorite ship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them

I know Koa dates women, but I’ve never worked out whether she ends up with a partner or not. Mainly I just know she doesn’t want kids and that’s respected.

my favorite friendship (if applicable) and a cute hc about them

I’ve never gotten to RP adult Koa, so I don’t have a lot of friendship headcanons for her, but she is a strong ally of Sabine’s at some point. Also, I imagine that she wants to be the “cool cousin” but she has a LOT of cousins to impress

a song that reminds me of them

none of the top of my head

what animal i think they would be if they were an animal

Oh Koa is absolutely a strill. Well. She’s better smelling/much more elegant than a strill. But personality wise? She’s very attentive and loyal to her family, and very sweet as a child. 

But she refuses to let go of things once she’s got her teeth sunk in. And as an adult, her mind is sharp as a garrote wire and as likely to cut you. She enjoys challenge the way a strill enjoys the hunt.

what position they sleep in

like her father, Koa can sleep almost anywhere any way any time.

their favorite drink

Gatalentan tea or Mandalorian wine.

a gift i would give them if i could

Paul Reinwand! He did a series with candy that was honestly so good that I wished I had money to buy prints to hang on my walls.