#he gwumpy

Ben had his usual tantrum when he found out that Obi Wan was taken into custody, something that the troopers were probably used to by now. He stormed around the base, demanding to know who had authorized his arrest, which probably only made everyone wonder why this was such a big deal but Ben really couldn’t care less. He’d come up with some lie later. All he was focused on was making sure this never happened again. If something had happened to Obi Wan he would have never forgiven himself. 

“You’re a disappointment.” He spoke the words with such an icy tone, knowing it would cut Nyra deep. He knew how much she wanted to impress him and maybe that was the very issue of it all. This needed to stop, she was just becoming a problem. “I think your judgement was clearly off, lieutenant. I think you need to take a step back and decide what your priorities are.” He wasn’t really making sense. Nyra had done what a First Order officer was supposed to do but he was the Supreme Leader, he didn’t have to make sense, right? 

How can I calm someone down who doesn’t exist?

*sees him over there grumpy*

Uh.....

@defyxoblivion (dane) - from dis

“Wouldn’t recommend it. The food’s shit and even watching the owners try and kill each other in the middle of the dinner rush ain’t worth it.” It probably wasn’t helped by the fact that someone was running out screaming about the place being ran by crazy witches. Funny when even magic couldn’t fix crap diner food. 

“--This ain’t really much of a tourist town as you can see. But if you’re looking for good eats, spend the money at the obvious tourist trap. The one with the bear statue.” He pointed off towards a different block, just beyond the glitter and rainbow decorations that were currently making up the morgue.  

“--Who th’ fook is we, lad?” There’s a distinctive slur in his tone, grumbling. It wasn’t like Soap was much for the morning even if the previous night was spent sober, there was plenty of evidence for that. Who the hell even scheduled debriefs for first thing in the morning anyways? 

Wasn’t important. Where the fuck was his hoodie...