#kenobled

❝ it is a pleasure to finally meet you ❞ the woman gave a small nod of appreciation in his direction. ❝ i have heard many stories about you and the great things you are doing for the galaxy. ❞ her hands clasped in front of her to keep them still and from using them as she talks. arendelle is a small planet, not much happens there, the clone wars really changed the way they operate. anna barely recognized her planet anymore. 

@kenobled​ asked: " 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘥."

 it  could  be  a  combination  of  many  things,  satine  thinks  distantly  as  delicate  fingers  lift  to  absently  trace  over  the  necklace  gilding  her  neck.  exhaustion  takes  it  toll  on  everyone  and  she’s  certainly  never  been  immune,  though  meticulously  crafted  wardrobe  can  often  mask  it.  there’s  also  the  chance  she’s  gone  and  gotten  herself  sick,  picked  up  some  nasty  cough  from  the  thousands  of  lifeforms   conveying  on  coruscant  or,  as  she  suspects  to  the  case,  has  simply  succumbed  to  both. 

the  fact  that  obi-wan  can  detect  it  in  her  proves  faintly  annoying  as  it’s  yet  another  reminder  that  he  has  a  habit  of  seeing  all  the  things  she  wishes  to  hide.

“i’m  perfectly  fine,  general,”  comes  quick  retort,  lips  pursing  into  a  thin  line  as  she  paces  restlessly  within  the  senate  chambers,  “unless  the  force  is  telling  you  something  different  that  i’m  not  privy  to.” 

@kenobled​ said “smash or pass”

@kenobled​ asked: " 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰. 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘦, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬." 𝘉𝘦𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘴. 𝘔𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘵. " 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘠𝘰𝘥𝘢. 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴." 𝘈 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘶𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭.

he  clearly  cares  after  his  apartment,  she  thinks  as  purse  is  neatly  laid  at  her  feet  while  she  settles  into  the  couch.  while  perhaps  on  the  sparsely  decorated  side,  there’s  a  clear  attention  to  neatness  and  order,  the  occasional  furnishing  that  hints  at   hobbies  and  interests,  and  more  than  a  few  books  carefully  organized.  before  satine  can  allow  herself  to  further  dissect  all  that  this  means  about  him,  there’s  footfall  on  the  stairs. 

the  very  first  instinct  she  has  is  to  laugh  as  she  sees  it,  because  it  truly  is  the  ugliest  cat  she’s  ever  seen,  but  there’s  such  a  nearly  radiant  affection  in  the  way  ben  holds  him  that  she  finds  herself  grinning.  “he...he’s  certainly  something,  isn’t  he?”  her  hand  is  slowly,  gently  extended  towards  whiskers  and  she  bites  the  corner  of  her  lip  to  hold  back  a  rare  giggle  at  wary  nuzzle  that  follows,  “funny  little  thing,  aren’t  you?,”  satine  murmurs  as  hand  lifts  to  attempt  at  a  proper  pet  now,  “good  thing  you  have  an  owner  that  seems  to  love  you  very  much,  hm?”

Kenobled Sent : " well, that's pretty rude of you to say." 

Big Ol’ Writing Prompt! || Accepting ! @kenobled​

The comment earned a brief chuckle from the Mercenary, blue eyes watching the man carefully. He hadn’t seen this one before, and he wasn’t sure whether or not he wanted to see him again. This was a space port known for hunters, so maybe the man was wanting to find a contract for hire, but he just plopped himself at Sverre’s table like he owned it, and that, Sverre didn’t appreciate. His comment to the man had been a gentle but direct ‘fuck off’, but it didn’t seem like the man got the hint. But, he was personable, and Sverre did like that. Most people wouldn’t respond to hostility like that.

@kenobled​ gave anna a hug

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