Vace couldnāt smell much through his bloodied nose, but he knew that the food was good, sweet and savory, a variety of colors and shapes homogenized by magenta lighting. He remembers it, the taste of his own copper blood drying on his face.
The person before him was without a doubt Coruscanti with the well trimmed clothing and beautiful earrings. A good haircut clean on the sides and pulled back into a ponytail. He wanted that glittery shirt and the jewelry, but heās stolen enough. His captor sucks on seasoned fingers and throws a hand out finally.
āWell? I canāt spend all night in this club, even if itās mine. Things tend to get dirty the later it gets. Listen, do you even know why you are here? Youāre in the presence of greatnessāthe best pirate who ever lived, and you arenāt even scared? Small time scoundrels like you arenāt worth Bon Yarisā time, but here you are, because youāve stolen from one of Jabbaās goons. I donāt know how, but it doesnāt even matter. You will be in Hutt hands soon enough.ā
Vace was only nineteen. Heād never been in this kind of trouble before. This was a matter of life and death... and yet, he was just as absent as he was when he sat in that chair in front of the SAGroupās committee.Ā
Bon Yaris slurped on a drink of some awful concoction and then cringed. āOhāoh, oh! Thatās HOT--thatās the good stuff, baby. Yeahā¦ā Crossed fingers hold the chin of an Imp ruined like him, taking a darker path than what may have been a paved for him. āSo quiet. Youāre a peculiar one, pirate.ā
āYouāre one to talk,ā Vace finally said. āThen again, anybody that claims to be a pirate but has the henchmen do all the work while they sit in a club dining and wining isnāt someone I believe in.ā
āVace,ā C2 warned from his subdued spot in a corner of the suite. Just because it was warranted didnāt mean he should disrespect someone that was going to have them executed.
āSuuuure, but Iām not the one handcuffed to a chair, now am I? Iāve never been in that situation before and really, Iām sorry that you are, sweetie.ā
Vace sighs. āHow did you find us?ā
Bon Yaris laughed. āEasy-peasy, pirate, the cargo ship was being tracked by the pilotās employer. We went to the coordinates of where it was last seen and did a bit of searching. The ship was intactāsacked, but intact. We could access the cockpitās video feed! The data accessed by your data padāyou left a whole slew of other evidence on that ship. It was disgusting. Why would you leave the cargo ship intact after you raided it?! That is a rookie mistake. Not even, really, but I am being generous when it call it one. Even rookies should know better. You should have been captured or killed a long time ago.ā
Vace stared through the table. Why did he mess something that simple up? How could he? He was distracted. And now he was going to die because of it. Rookie mistake. Such a rookie mistake. He couldnāt make it again, should he survive. Dead men tell no tales. The stars see all but point only towards what is known. Destroy everything. Leave no evidence, no clues. Disappear without a trace. There was a big bang, and it was loud enough, but no one hears it anymore. Itās gone to the world, though present. He couldnāt do this again.
Still, he has the last laugh.
ā... At least this is how I am to go out. Successfully stealing from one of the most powerful crime lords. Iām not going to be known as Jabbaās schutta.ā
Monolid glittered and painted red eyes roll, poison dripped from their words. Such an allegation digs deeper than Bon Yaris would like. āPlease, I donāt associate with that fat slug so much as tolerate him when I have to. I donāt care for what he does. He thought it was one of my people who raided his smugglers. I wouldnāt care even if it was, but I donāt feel like running from a bounty for a few years based on suspicion. Iāve known Jabba for a long time, though. Itās not like him to threaten me when there are many ways I can get back at him. He may even just punish smugglers or their families.ā
Vace found that he was being stared at very carefully now. āIām interested now--not for his sake, of course. What did you steal from Jabba to make him so upset?ā
The injured man shrugged, a minor sneer cracks the blood on his face. āThatās not a question you ask on the first date, not unless you buy me a drink, Bon Yaris. How about this: I tell you what you want to know and a way to get us both out of hot water--but you need to buy me a drink first.ā
The captor stared more, but this time with surprise in the eyes. Leaning back, they gestured for someone to pour a glass for him and once they did, the bodyguards stood closely after unlocking one of his cuffs.
Vace sipped, and then licked his lips.
Sweet and savory.
āFirstly, the cargo was alive--neitherĀ human nor alien...ā
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11. What do you hate about your muse? (Roslin) & 19. If you had to judge your muse and sentence them to a āfairā fate, what would your judgement be? Would you punish them? Reward them? How? (Morgause)
What do you hate about your muse?
Hm. For Laura I hate some of the choices she makes, but tbh I canāt say Iād make them differently. When I was making this account (back when it was just her - you remember that xD) my friend was trying to get me to make a Lee or a rule!63 Lee or something and I told her that I couldnāt, because for me it was either Kara (who she played) or Laura, because despite me not agreeing with how Laura handled some things or some decisions she made (such as outlawing abortion which I actually 100% can say I wouldnāt do) I can understand from her POV why she did it. I can see her reasoning and rationale and it was always for the survival of the human race and for the betterment of humanity as a whole even if it meant sacrificing her own personal ethos to do it. Still doesnāt mean it doesnāt bug the shit out of me.
If you had to judge your muse and sentence them to a āfairā fate, what would your judgement be? Would you punish them? Reward them? How?Ā
LOL I knew someone would ask this about Morgause, I just knew it.
To me Iām not exactly happy about what happened to Morgause in the show, though I think if she saw what became of Morgana she would be all kinds of upset and heartbroken. If you watch their interactions closely you can see Morgause trying to kind of rein Morgana in from turning full on vengeance demon there, because even though Morgause has single-mindedly pursued the destruction of Uther she has never let it consume her the way it eventually consumes Morgana, and I think she realises that Morgana is reaching a point that she cannot come back from. To me, her seeing that would be far worse then sacrificing herself for her sister, which I believe she did partially because she hoped it would give Morgana the peace she was looking for.
So thatās not really an answer, but I donāt really have one b/c I have about 300 scenarios running through my head, but so many of them depend on Morgana, because Morgauseās happiness is very tied up with that of her sisterās.
More-so now that sheās older, yes. Her traumas have led her to have an exaggerated understanding of how fleeting some things are, and is slowly becoming exactly the kind of priest she never wanted to become. She hoards, she grimaces at any other woman in Radcliffeās life(outside of Kara who she sees as a bit of a surrogate mother), grimaces at care givers in the kidsā lives(the idea that they have been going to others for safety/help is killing her inside, and may drive her to do more extreme things if pushed).
āhey bartenderā (Feel free to ignore, but from Victory-Class, perhaps a little while after their first meet? Also, apparently I unfollowed you, woops!)
meet/run into my muse at a bar (accepting) @victory-class-captainĀ
Kanan was waiting for a drop, he had the perfect spot in the bar where he could see everything going on. He idly took sips of his drink, it wanāt anything that strong-itād look strange if heād ordered anything else.
However, his senses became aware when someone new entered the cantina. His hand absently went to his gut as a phantom pain returned. The Captain. He took a deep breath and just sank into his seat. He just had to act natural-it wasnāt like she was looking for him...was she? No, no one knew he was here-he just had to wait. Maybe sheād leave soon...if not, he might be compromised.
Is there an end point for Kellan that you do not want to happen, but is rather likely?
Not really. Iāve always had an end in mind for Kellan, but itās the one I want to happen to him and always has been. Iāve also been quite open in saying what the end point will be, even though I do tend to have some RPs set after said end point.
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Does she think her efforts really matter? Did they tell her sheād get a little medal if she killed enough pirates? I wish I could tear her off that pedestal. Sheās not going to change anything.
