#kyberborne

UNPOP OPINIONS.   ( NOT ACCEPTING ! )

it   is   with   bowed   shoulders   and   dead   eyes   that   bail   arrives   at   jyn   erso’s   bedside.      he   has   lost   everything  ,    everything  ,    and   yet      --      the   rebellion   presses   on.      with   the   death   star   plans   in   hand  ,    their   chances   are   stronger   than   ever  ,    and   they   need   him.      he   cannot   rest  ,    and   he   cannot   lie   down   and   join   breha   in   death.      not   yet.      not   until   this   is   all   said   and   done.

“      jyn  ,      ”        he   says   quietly  ,    extending   a   hand   to   hers.        “      i’ve   come   on   behalf   of   the   council   to   thank   you   for   all   you’ve   done.      ”

@kyberborne​​ asked:                 " i didn't know where else to go."

              HAN TOOK AN IMMEDIATE STEP BACKWARD ,  instinct overruling conscious decision, startled by the lone figure standing in his doorway at two in the goddamned morning.    late-night visitors weren’t exactly out of the ordinary, given his best friend’s penchant for dropping by unannounced, most often after he’d fallen off the face of the planet for one suspicious reason or another.  except this wasn’t lando calrissian pulling his usual stunts, like turning up in the wee hours of the morning when han was asleep and understandably averse to answering the door.

han studied the shaded profile with narrowed eyes, seemingly oblivious to the frigid night air that nipped his cheeks and raked over the skin on his chest.  short stature, ashen skin, unkempt hair all glistening with fresh rainfall… and a voice han still wasn’t confident he’d heard right.

          then a flicker of recognition struck home, and there was no doubt.

palming his face with one hand, han reserved a moment to come to grips with this unforeseen turn of events, to acknowledge this lorn piece of his past he’d shouldered aside years ago, out of necessity or choice…  had it already been three years?  more’n that by now.  hell.  what a week, he mused, darting a wary glance up at the darkness churning on the edge of the sky, where unbroken masses of clouds accumulated in sullen clusters.  a flash of sheet lightning webbed across the horizon, lighting up the city.

han yanked his visitor inside, visibly wincing as a clap of thunder went off overhead, rattling the surrounding walls of his apartment as well as chewie, whose doleful howls funneled down the hallway from the master bedroom.    ❝don’t mind him,❞ he grumbled while sliding several bolts and chains into place.  ❝he’s cranky laid up in bed with a pulled muscle.❞    front door secured, he made a beeline for the bathroom, muttering something about towels and needing only a second, though the reassurance seemed more for himself than for his guest.

nowhere else to go…  bit of a broad statement, wasn’t it?  what exactly did that mean?  an unexpected eviction?  what kind of asshole landlord kicked people out without issuing a proper warning ahead of time?  han resisted the urge to grimace, uncomfortably aware he had far too many questions for someone better known for steering clear of people’s personal business.

‘ oh, it’s about me? ’

Ask Meme: Down to Hades town -- @kyberborne

“Yes,” Nico says slowly, drawing the word out. He would have thought that when a lady with glowing green eyes looked straight at you and said your name before rattling off a very ominous sounding prophecy followed by promptly fainting, it is a lot to take in.

The Thebian beast guarded the warrior’s grove Ancient hero slained and reaped the trove Now the monster walks again For War’s daughter to met a tragic end