May 26, 2017
jesse: man i might mess this kid up if i aint careful braig, an actual child soldier: good luck
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jesse: man i might mess this kid up if i aint careful braig, an actual child soldier: good luck
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“My name is Braig, but almost no one calls me that because everyone uses nicknames. Disliking me is considered a crime against the republic, I’m actually made of all things innocent and pure. I also follow around Obi Wan like a puppy, because I’m probably a puppy. I’m also everyone’s baby or little brother, for reasons no one quite understands, not even myself.”
liv doodles from this evening \o/
okay, just a random cute headcanon thing, but: Shaak going down to the nursery and helping put difficult lil ones to bed by purring them to sleep. She is the Super Mom.
This isn’t even a headcanon on this blog, it’s just how togruta mama works. If there is a baby that needs snuggling and purrs, she will give them.
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Send me a ‘🎨’ for an aesthetic or mood collage for our muses. {pretends this isn’t 84 years too late !!} @saggitariisms
・‥…━━━☆ There’s a time to be a nice person. && Then there’s a time to say enough is enough. / Braig && Leia Aesthetic Collage ・‥…━━━★
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Blaster bolts streaked past her as they pushed up towards the Separatist stronghold. Her men were brave, fighting tooth and nail, pushing up inch by inch behind their two remaining ATTEs. They were outnumbered, but didn’t have the air superiority for a proper retreat. The only remaining path was forward. She deflected bolt after bolt, sending them cascading into every spindly battle droid in her way.
“Move up! Walker Two, get some fire on your left side!” The gunner complies, cutting down a mass of droids getting a little too close for comfort. The terrain became rough as they marched forward, but something was different. The sounds of the battle: the groaning of the walkers, the yells of her men, the clanking of a thousand battle droids, hundreds of blaster bolts, all were silenced. Her breathing was loud, only subverted by the hum of her lightsaber. She blinks, and looks down. The ground was no longer the torn up meadow, but was white and black with the scorched armour of her men. The field was a field of bodies.
Her eyes went wide, and withdrew her lightsaber. Her heart was beating wildly in her throat. Everyone was dead, and the fortress stood untouched. She failed her men. She took a step back, and felt something grab her ankle. She pivoted and look down to see Commander Sheer, broken and bloodied looking up at her with unseeing eyes.
She blinked again, and found her setting changed once again. She sat in the gardens, with Braig kneelign in front of her with a hand on her shoulder. She swallowed hard, and gave him an apologetic look, trying to save face. “I’m sorry Braig, I must have dozed off. Is there something you needed?”
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PHRALMAH’S SMILE WAS bright and earnest with enthusiasm -- it wasn’t often that she and her Master were paired up with other Masters and Padawans for missions. Not only was she glad to be in the presence of the admirable Master Kenobi once more, she was very excited to become acquainted & work alongside his current Padawan.
Without any thought to personal space, she plopped right beside his seat on their transport, rounded Rodian fingers interlacing on her lap. “I have seen you around the Temple before, Padawan Braig.” She chirped, voice radiating friendliness. “It’s kind of exciting, don’t you think? -- to be working together with our Masters, that is.”
