#harant

@villainship asked:

How do you manage all those characters after the server merge, wow?! Haha. Re: the SWTOR OC category, which ones are "3. Most humble VS Most arrogant" and/or "23. Best at self-care VS Most self-destructive"? :) -R 

To be honest I haven’t played SWTOR since the server mergers, sad as that is. But it was difficult enough before with multiple servers worth of characters.  heh

Ok, so this is part 1 of the second question:

23. Best at self-care VS Most self-destructive (Part 1 - Best at Self Care)

New outfits!

Vadil’s new “work outfit”.

Harant’s old smuggling outfit! Or is it what he wears during KotFE?

Zazre’s new healing outfit! Maybe I’ll reverse the colours...

Basmeesh’s “sniping” outfit!

Bas’s casino hostess outfit!

Strength: On what issue is your character persistent?

The Chariot in Reverse: When has your character’s pride or arrogance been their downfall?

“You knew this deal was no good. So are you really surprised we ended up here?”

The walls were gunmetal grey; smooth, without apparent seam or rivets. There was nothing in that small room except two men and a lot of antipathy. With barely enough room for the two of them to sit upright, the only light was the red regard of the Chiss as he glared at the Mirialan.

“It was a good - no, a great deal!” came the protest. “He’d swallowed it whole! It wasn’t my fault his wife came home early!”

“Not your fault. Even though you’d also slept with her the night before, and made arrangements to carry her cargo to Ord Mantell, and not his.”

Innocently the Mirialan spread his hands, though the gesture did nothing to salve the Chiss’ mind, given that a green thumb almost went up his nose from it.

“How was I supposed to know they were together, and running rival operations?”

“By letting me do the research before you head in there crotch first!” With a snort the Chiss turned away, scratching at his arm in irritation.

“Yeah, well,” the Mirialan said, his tone modified to his best “apologetic” mumble. “Maybe there’s that. I’m sorry, ‘Rant.”

“No you’re not. You never are.”

After that, the silence stretched on, the Chiss pointedly looking away from the sad Mirialan, blue eyes wide and deep, as though he were an Akk puppy who had been kicked.

“Hey, ‘Rant?” Silence was never around too much when the Mirialan was there. It pricked at his ears and made him bored. Boredom and Vadil had never really mixed well.

“What?” The red eyes still studied the featureless wall, refusing to meet the puppy gaze.

“Seeing as we’re here, do you think we could…” he wheedled.

“No.”

“You haven’t even heard what I’m going to say.”

“No.”

“But…?”

“It’s always the same. “Let’s have sex to pass the time”,” he mocked. “No.”

Defeated, the Mirialan slumped against his own far-too-close wall, idly pondering on just how they’d get out of this one.

“Have you worked out how we’re going to get away?”

Ah, but amusing to me, or to others around them, is the question here.  ;-)

Number one has to be…

Vadil. When he’s not stressing me out for being so different to my usual style of character, he makes me laugh at some of the totally outrageous things he says and does.

Kin’troxa is next, simply because she’s so naive that she comes across as clueless. She is a bit of a Pollyanna, likes to try to believe the best in people, and isn’t the most aware/observant person in the galaxy. I’m sure others around her find her more “frustrating” than “funny” at times, though.

Harant. Oh ye gods, that wry Chiss wit of his, and that subtle sarcasm. Put him in a situation where he’s reacting to Vadil (or Doc!), and I’m in stitches.

Tatane. I’m afraid I had to ask my husband for help at this point, and he came up with Grumpy Cat. While in game she’s really not that amusing to be around - she’s got a hair trigger temper, prefers droids to people, and is also kind of scary - to play she’s a hoot, and the way we talk about her is tear-inducing. You want to beat the crap out of that Alderaanian noble? Tatane will oblige.

Harant simply watched for a moment, his pitted face impassive as his faded red eyes studied her. Perhaps it might be considered Chiss or even a Jedi lack of emotion, he thought, but with a wry twist of his lips, he knew he was fooling no one.

For a moment his regard softened, and he touched the freighter captain’s face with gentle fingertips.

"What did you just call me?" The Rattataki Padawan couldn’t contain her grin, despite the fact it was directed at her far too serious Chiss Master.

"I was under the impression that word meant 'esteemed one' in Rattataki.” The flat tone the words were uttered with illustrated the swiftness that impression had been shattered. “I take it it doesn’t.”

"No." Kadru giggled, the grin brightening. "It means… well, the closest word I know in basic to it is ‘Darling’. I didn’t know you felt that way, Master!”

Harant ejected a short, sharp exhalation of breath.