#exarchaic

" din , please. " conflict within thine own heart , waiver not jedi master. his beloved sought to travel to nal hutta without considering warnings from one who has survived the likes of jabba the hutt. " if the new republic wants you to speak with the hutt twins , then let me come with you. " matters of the new republic do not escape him , graciously so his twin sister does not often request the presence of the jedi unless as a last resort. even still , he offers his assistance in such duties if only to protect the mandalorian. " i have faced a hutt before; i can help you ... negotiate. " a pause , " allow me this. " hand 'pon grogu's head pets the child gently , a way to calm them both. / @exarchaic , din djarin !

NO CULT? aw man. don't take this from me.

“ ah. mr. mandalorian , pleasant surprise. “ even before the shine of beskar reaches peripheral vision , the jedi speaks to summon the other nearer. their prodigy in the making , rests now at the lake. luke , though , has a feeling he is ... undoubtedly hunting frogs for pleasure instead of meditating he doesn’t mind , though. doesn't mind these visits in between. attachments , master yoda once warned him , lead to a path towards the dark side. yet , his own have strengthened him. and he would certainly teach the same. “ grogu is resting , his training is going well. “ he turns , a gentle smile ‘pon his features , making him all more alike to the twin suns that raised him. " i'm sure you have many stories of your travels to share with him. " / @exarchaic , din.

"Well look'it you," Remy grinned big, holding his arms out wide to invite her in for a hug, "c'mon bring it in! I skipped de cologne today."

“You de only one who’d get mon pauvre cul back inna church, Elf. Su'prised ma skin ain't burnin' yet,” he joked, sitting down on one of the pews closest to where Kurt resided, “if I came fuh confession, trust ya’d be here all day.”

“ of all the speakers i have seen … you are the most interesting. ”  he speaks not in words of flattery , but rather of piqued interests.  dracula's libraries , albeit full of great knowledge , spoke of such wizardry and witchcraft in little detail ,  for the summoner and her guardians were a rare breed.  ( they deal with the burden of sin , or so he read. ) he's had enough of sin ( particularly ) for now , and rather wishes she would set her sights elsewhere  … where bloodshed and war were not as impending as they were here, in wallachia. “ you should leave this place , lest they seek to make use of your skills. ” / @exarchaic