#sanewso

Dromund Kaas.  A Sith fortress; private chambers.  A four-poster bed with red velvet curtains, and a holocomm ping.  The creak of a few syllables unpronounceable by humans, but very distinctly a groan; then an arm reached over, a button pressed, and an “Mm?  Qet, it’s nine…”

“You said you were going to be diurnal this week.”

“Ah.  Damn.”

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Serenity, in orbit over a mid-rim world.  Rumpled sleeping robes; a stretch and yawn.  Meditation, and then the morning routine: underclothes, overclothes, hair plaited, lightsaber clipped onto sash, robe, jewellery.  The Jedi leaves her small room, and smiles at the Trandoshan lying on the floor above the engine bay, basking in the heat radiating through the metal.  “Good morning, Qyzen.”

“Little hunter, is not time for waking.”

A soft chuckle; “Of course.  My apologies, Qy.”  A guttural sort of growl sound, and the padding of footsteps as  he’s left alone to finish waking.

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Coruscant.  A small apartment high up enough to see the sun.  Sanewso smiles, blue hair rumpled, blue face smiling, and knuckles the sleep from his red eyes. Beside him, his husband wakes, and  rolls over to look at him.  “You sing delight,” murmurs Vector.

Brider Surriss, Barsen’thor

Zabrak sage.  Exemplifies the concept of a beautiful cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure.  We’re talking about a “possible Ashla incarncation” level of goodness.  One year younger than her own Padawan.  Absolutely adores Syo Bakarn; they have a very solid father-daughter dynamic.  Completely defensive combat style consisting of shielding herself and allies from harm.

Miurani’sanewso’sis

Sanewso, a House Miurani merit adoptive, raised largely by the old Keeper after his father’s execution.  The last portion of his name is pronounced “senth-isk-senth,” not “sis,” because it’s theoretically “S.I.S.”  He does desk work for the SIS on Coruscant after an emergency extraction from his posting as “Legate” in the Empire on medical grounds.  Married to Vector Hyllus. 

Irati (Wrath)

Nonverbal Human.  Two hands, one for Vette and one for Malavai.

Atthilike

Big butch Zabrak sorcerer.  Ran away from Zash to live in the Unfinished Colossus with other self-freed slaves.  Eventually talked and fought her way into a place in the Sphere of Production and Logistics, where she works on abolition and audits other Sith, very violently, in the meantime. Rivalry with Qet.

Johqai

Tsis (”Sith Pureblood“) born without the Force, Johqai left behind his family name and became a bounty hunter.  Initially intent on serving the Empire in one of the few ways he could, his conscience soon gets the better of his loyalty, and he’s walking a dangerous line. Protective and supportive big brother to Mako.

Aaliyah

Mirialan smuggler, incurable do-gooder, and tired middle-aged mom friend.  Loves to hang out with Bowdaar.

Tsisajakqo Jenûwtsâkyat

i know cipher nine’s relationship with hunter is very homoerotic but hear me out. this moment with vector