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Siri wouldn't be happy with him if she found out that he was up so late. But what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her. Unlike what most people thought, Ferus could do things he wasn't supposed to do, bend and sometimes even break the rules when he deemed it necessary. This was one of those times. As he was sacrificing sleep for the sake of meditation.

It was hard to focus enough to meditate during the day. His room was too small, it made him feel like the walls were closing in on him whenever he tried to meditate there. There were the spots he favored for meditating around the Temple, like the room of a thousand fountains, but those tended to be quite crowded, full of people– many of who insisted on trying to engage him in conversation and, while he was always polite, he couldn't stand it, at all hours, except during the night. Nighttime was his only chance to relax to the sound of the waterfalls and artificial pools, breathe in the smell and fresh air produced by the many plants that those with a green thumb took care of.

Until he heard footsteps echoing through the marble floors.

Ferus felt dread settle in the pit of his stomach. Someone was coming, either someone who'd get him in trouble or someone who'd try to talk to him. Either way, he knew better than to try to hide.

He shifted to face the person.

"Darra," he greeted, sounding a little surprised.

His relief was almost instantaneous. Ferus didn't mind talking to Darra. She and Tru were some of the only people that truly understood how he functioned, and by doing so, understood how to socialize with him in a way that didn't make him feel like it was a chore, a task he had to fulfill before he could move on to what he actually wanted to do.

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@crystalshined has sent: "If you want my opinion," He pauses, measures the man up and down. "Captain, it's the maddest strategy I've heard so far." (For Rex, from Tru!)

Rex looked away from the holo projection, the moment he heard the other's voice. His eyes shot wide open for a moment, as he tried to maintain his composure around the jedi.

He was still trying to adjust and get the hang of taking orders, from his recently appointed general and brand new commander. What a handful of a leadership, he was handed to assist throughout this war.

That wasn't reassuring at all, to the clone's ears.

He cleared up his throat, and looked back at the projection in front of him. "General Skywalker's orders, sir." He commented faintly, as he took another look at what they all would have to execute, within a matter of a few minutes. "He has an eccentric approach to these kinds of situations..." Rex's voice trailed off as he really tried to humor up his situation, and remain optimistic.

At least, as much as a CT could given their predicament.

Her eyes widen slightly at the observation and she clasps one hand over the other. She can't deny that why she's back at the Temple gives her good reason to be uneasy, but the shaking surprises her; she had thought she was calm, all things considered.

"Did you hear about my last battle?" she asks softly. Then without waiting to hear if he had or not, she hurries on: "Intelligence reports said a token Separatist droid force was holding the capitol city, and that a small force of clones like the one I command should have been enough to defeat them."

She draws in a breath slow and steady, and shakes her head. "They were wrong. I..." She stops, suddenly realizing her whole body is slightly trembling. It's not just her hands. "I had fifty clones with me. Only thirteen still live. Four of them will never fight again." She lets out a humorless laugh. "Born and bred to fight, and now they can't. What's left for them?"

She shivers. "I'm here to see the Council. They're going to tell me I couldn't have done any better than I did. And I know they're right, but... They're going to have me - have what's left of me and my unit - report to Kamino to refill our ranks."

One fist slams against the wall at her back. She's angry, and she's hurt, and she's letting it all out for a minute. It's not the Jedi way, but she needs this.

Momentarily, Ferus wondered if he'd ever done anything to justify Tru thinking that he could be anything other than 'grave'– then, he made a face at how dumb that sounded even in the privacy of his own mind. Too much like a brooding child, instead of like the Jedi he aspired to be. He went a little cross-eyed looking down at the cup of pretzel sticks that Tru held way too close to his face —on purpose, no doubt—, but finally relented and grabbed a couple. Meditating always left him hungry, and he'd been at it for what felt like an eternity. Then again, any amount of time spent standing idle and waiting for transport always felt like an eternity.

And Master Tachi always tells him he has to try to be a bit more approachable, even with people like Tru, who sticks around even if Ferus isn't being particularly approachable...

"I'm not trying to be 'grave'," he said, eating the pretzel sticks before grabbing some more. "I'm just... thinking."

Mostly thinking about how inefficient the ferry system was, and how they could have made it way faster to their destination if they had a ship or a speeder of their own. But that still counted as a good enough excuse to justify his furrowed brow and quiet demeanor.

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15 questions about mun’s taste in muses. [Accepting]

12.what’s the weirdest thing that has ever inspired you to make or pick up a muse?

// OKAY SO- back in the day I was... Very carelless about who I'd follow, which I now recognize as the main source of my old sense of 'walking on eggshells' in the pokerpc. Basically, I was a lot more permissive about what I saw or engaged with online, and I've had the displeasure of running into some awkward situations I wished I could have avoided.

Because of this sentiment, I'd try to combat it by coming up with certain muses that looking back on it, DEFINETELY crossed some lines. My loGIC WAS TRULY ON A WHOLE OTHER LEVEL-

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15 questions about mun’s taste in muses. [Accepting]

3. do you often get ideas when watching new media? do you end up wanting a canon character, an oc in that world, or just things involving current muses in the world / with those characters?

// Honestly, I go through all of the three stages. Except, nothing that involves OCs, bc in general when it comes to RPing I much prefer writing canon characters. WITH THAT SAID, the first one happens a lot, especially if it is something that even though I may enjoy it doesn't spark enough interest for me to go as far as to start rping it.

a smile touched his lips when he sensed tru and it stays there as he responds. a thoughtful gesture, one darra would no doubt appreciate when she does wake up. it's the kind of thing a jedi should do... much different from anakin's own plan. a selfish one that wouldn't have helped anyone - would have just gotten himself into trouble... he wasn't even meant to be in here, borrowing a speeder for no excusable reason probably would have been more than trouble. it had seemed like a good idea when he was restless in his room, guilty after his own mistakes hurt a fellow padawan...

he'd needed a distraction and now tru was here. the force works in mysterious ways, whether they're getting into trouble or not. trouble is more fun with a friend anyway.

" that's a good idea. " he agrees, blue eyes more focused on what tru's doing with the controls. his face lights at the familiar sound of a vehicle unlocking, his fingers twitch. it's only when the door is pushed open, the look, that anakin realises he's invited. yay!!