#desertouched

“Not sure how we ended up here. But, for the record, I’d like to state that stand-offs aren’t particularly my thing.” his gaze was unwavering, feet planted firmly, and his hand hovering over his blaster’s holster. “They just sort of HAPPEN and then it’s so hard to get out of one, you know?” it usually required someone to either take the shot or risking taking the shot by backing down first.

Kerian didn’t feel like being the one to fire a shot or being the one to get shot and so locked in the situation he continued to be.

(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY ALPHABET   !    

send some letters to find out more about my muse   !

Y   :   YOURS.   does your muse get protective easily?

q’rhurh definitely gets protective, but more in a familial / friend sense than anything? like if you’ve earned her trust and she considers you a friend, you’ve gained her loyalty for life.

E   :   EMBRACE.   does your muse like hugs? what are their hugs like?

q’rhurh loves hugs. her hugs are very tight, maybe too tight, a surprising amount of strength for someone so small, but they’re not crushing in the sense that it’s too much; it’s more like she doesn’t want to let you go once she’s got you in a hug. her life has been about her family’s tribe sticking and travelling together, and since she understands her friends can’t follow that life, she just hugs them for as long as she can.

L   :   LOVE.   who does your muse love?

@desertouched​ said : “i can’t get you out of my head.”                                    random song lyrics starters.

adam can’t help it, the way that he smiles faintly at the sound of cobb vanth’s words. a veiled confession, an admittance. it fills his highness with a sense of SATISFACTION, of VICTORY. he’s successfully wormed his way under the marshal’s skin, successfully managed to settle himself right there within arm’s reach of the man. all cobb has to do is ASK, is GIVE IN, and adam would be his. that’s all it takes. 

It felt almost like nothing had changed since the last time he had stood there, looking over the old farm. But he knew that everything had. For one, the lightsaber that hung on his hip. He was a Jedi now, bearing all the responsibilities that came with it. For two, the farm looked almost unrecognisable. The parts that hadn’t been looted or ransacked had been left to its fate against the elements. Barely any of the huts still were in tact. It didn’t bother Luke much, he hadn’t expected anything better. He was simply grateful that aunt Beru’s and uncle Lars’ graves were seemingly left untouched. Not that there was anything to steal from them anyway.

What did alarm him was the sight of a figure leaving one of the half collapsed buildings. What more could somebody want from this place?

He pulled his cloak closer to himself as he descended towards said figure. The all black outfit was extremely counterproductive against the suns but he hadn’t been planning to even be here at all. He looked a far cry away from the farm boy he once was. But at least it did something to hide his lightsaber.

“ Hey ! You ! “ The Jedi calls out, glancing between the stranger and where he is going as he descends the sand dune. The last thing he wants is to fall flat on his face in front of whoever this is. 

“ Who are you ? What are you doing here ? “ Despite his line of questioning, he doesn’t pull out a weapon or how any signs of hostility.

“It’s not much, but it’ll keep you full,” the caregiver offers a smile, handing a bowl of the stew he cooked for dinner that evening at the newly established shelter. Mos Pelgo is a town that’s slowly, but surely rebuilding itself in the wake of the krayt dragon’s death, and it had left a few unfortunate folks who lost a home or were injured from working with the Tuskens to kill the sand monster. With Kieran’s new shelter that doubled as a med-bay, the man is putting effort into helping.

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The waterskin is taken as soon as its offered. Most of the water inside gone in a few seconds. “ . . . Thank you . “ He says as he hands the item back, managing to look at least a bit ashamed that he drank so much. He’s lucky that he came across the man, with his ship crashed, he’s stuck on Tatooine all over again. The planet just can’t seem to let him go.