#shawnni devane

Nya and Aric stepped up for this, along with @shimmer-like-agirl‘s smuggler Shawnni… since she is Nya’s bestie ;D Have some post-Father’s Day Feels ^,^

“Wow.”

Nya chuckled to herself at Aric’s quiet exclamation. He gazed in awe at the swaddled kits in arms, his eyes darting to one then the other quickly as if he didn’t want to miss a movement. “You okay Big Guy?”

It seemed to take a minute for the question to sink in before he looked up, “Yeah I’m… I’m…” Sighing deeply, he looked back down at the kits. “Wow.”

Nya laughed harder. “Glad you’re happy. A lil’ late to exchange them.”

His eyes flew to hers looking aghast and his arms tightened around the babes before he laughed lightly. “Not on your life.” His features softened with concern as he took in her bed-ridden form. “What about you? How you feeling Hot Shot?”

“Been better,” she replied lightly as she attempted to stretch and winced.

“Hey now, don’t rush,” he admonished. “I got these two, why don’t you take a nap?”

“It’d take a crowbar to pry them from you I think,” she teased and he shook his head.

“Nah, I could give them up if I had to.”

Just then Nya’s keen ears caught wind of a commotion outside her door, along with familiar voice - one that had her grinning widely. “You’re about to get your chance to prove that. Company’s here.”

“Alright, where’s Red at?”

Shawnni’s voice carried down the hall and Aric shook his head. “So much for restful recovery,” he muttered as he rose carefully and gently handed the kits to Nya then kissed her forehead. “Want me to get rid of her?”

“Bite your tongue,” she retorted.

“Figures.” Letting out another sigh he softly booped each kit on the nose then headed to the door and opened it. “Over here Shawnni.”

“There ya are Fuzzy. Hold up a tick, I ain’t movin’ as fast as I like.”

After a few moments a flurry of balloons bobbed through the door, followed by a very pregnant Shawnni. “Corso’s busy showing off Lani to all the nurses but I ain’t in no shape to be standin’ around.” Her blue eyes flashed with ire as she put her hand on her hip and huffed, “And here I thought we’d be roomies. Jus’ couldn’t wait, could ya?”

“Blame these two,” Nya laughed. “They’re the ones who couldn’t wait.”

Any trace of irritation faded while Shawnni handed the battalion of balloons to Aric and waddled over to Nya’s bed. “Oh my stars,” she sighed. “What are their names?”

“Tileel and Essa.”

“They’re perfect,” she stated, then as she glanced over at Aric she chuckled, “Looks like Red’s genes were working overtime.” She wasn’t wrong, both kits shared the bright orange swath that streaked across their mama’s forehead and light charcoal stripes.

“Just wait, those are definitely my girls,” Aric proudly assured her.

As if on cue Essa opened her eyes, focusing the amber jewels on Shawnni before yawning and closing them again. The soft coo that escaped the smuggler made Nya laugh and she offered up one of the babies. “Since you’re a pro at this…”

Shawnni scooped up the kit, snuggling it expertly to her chest then rubbing her cheek on the top of its head. “Never gets old,” she sighed before she winked at Nya. “You did good Red.”

Oh kriff…

Even that simple two-word thought sent a spike of pain through Aric’s skull. He came to face down in his bed and tried to raise his arm, then groaned loudly at the ache in his joints. Turning over was an ordeal that didn’t improve the situation, in fact it sent his stomach spinning like some fiendish top.

Having flipped onto his back, he wiggled his limbs checking for injuries. Thankfully everything seemed intact, just sore from…  wait, sore from what? Squinting at the ceiling he tried to gather his thoughts. He didn’t remember much, just heading to the cantina with Nya, meeting up with Shawnni and Riggs and, oh kriff.

Groaning again, he managed to lift his hand to his face with a grimace and started rubbing his temple. Shawnni had gotten ‘something special’ during their last run and she’d smuggled some into the cantina in flasks for them to try. He hadn’t thought much of it until the room started whirling pleasantly and then, white out.

He kept picking his brain, trying to grasp onto bits and pieces of the evening, but all he could remember was the correct method of dismantling his rifle. Suddenly the door whooshed open and Nya’s silhouette filled the doorway.

“No light,” he croaked and she giggled.

“Good morning to you too Sunshine. Still haven’t recovered?”

“Recovered from what exactly?”

She sounded close to laughter as she carefully sat on the bed next to him. Gentle fingers stroked his forehead and she leaned over to kiss his cheek. “Aw, poor baby. Brought some hydration tablets and water. Also got some anodyne capsules, figured an injection stim might be a bit much.”

Water sounded heavenly and he sat up the best he could to take a drink. Nya assisted him, though he could see her smirking while her eyes gleamed with humor.

“All right,” he said after he’d washed down two pellets. “Fill me in.”

“Maybe I’d better show you,” she chuckled and pulled out a data-pad.

The image on the screen revealed the interior of a cantina, the one they’d visited last night to be exact. It scanned the patrons, all seeming in high spirits, before spinning around and focusing on Shawnni’s face. She was grinning from ear-to-ear, giggling wildly as she put her finger to her lips.

“Shh, shh, shh,” she slurred. “Y'all ain’t gonna wanna miss this.”

He chuckled himself for a moment. Shawnni’s accent got thicker the more drunk she was, right now she sounded like she’d whizzed past bombed and dove headfirst into annihilated. The camera spun again as the crowd started hooting and it focused on the edge of the stage. Aric saw himself with Riggs latched onto his hands, trying to drag him onto the platform. Meanwhile Nya was behind him, pushing with all she had.

“Oh no,” he moaned, covering his eyes with his hand.

“Oh yes,” chortled Nya. “No use in that.” She tugged his fingers from his face, her smirk widening. “Trust me, you’ll want to watch.”

Got caught up in a vision of my Nya and @shimmer-like-agirl‘s Shawnni in an American Old West AU and... well let’s just say I don’t think a locomotive could’ve hit me much harder. Not sure where it’s going, but it was fun to start >~,^<

Nya had to fight hard to keep the smile off of her face. Despite the fact that the raven-haired woman pacing in front of her desk looked mad enough to eat a live snake and spit out a belt there was something about her that Nya found amusing.

Maybe it was how Miss Devane flounced furiously in her scarlet dress, or maybe it was the accent that got thicker the madder she got. But most of Nya’s amusement was probably from watching the emotions flit like clouds across the sky over the face of the man who accompanied her. They varied from anger, to concern, to something only a few shades of deeper than puppy-love.

"Slimy, no-good, stars-forsaken varmint!” she hissed as she stalked across the small room that passed for Nya's office. "When I get my hands on him, I'll, I'll." She glared at her companion, "Dammit Corso, what the hell c'n we do ta him?"

"String him up?" the dread-locked man suggested earnestly, and she threw her hands up in exasperation.

"Nah, too good fer him. Need somethin' slow, painful." The rage on her face faded and was replaced by an evil smile, "What we need is some honey, and a nest of fever wasps..."

"Ma'am," Nya tried breaking in and the woman glanced over like she was seeing the Cathar Ranger for the first time.

"Oh glory, don't call me that. Makes me feel like some ol' biddy."

"Miss Devane then," Nya said, brushing a lock of her auburn mane back from her face. "This would go better if you'd explain what was going on. You said someone stole your cantina?"

"Yes!!" she exclaimed, her skirt whirling as she spun and started another pass. "That rotten, lyin'...grrr!" She stopped suddenly and stomped her booted heel. "Yer the law. You gotta do somethin'!"

"Ma', er, Miss Devane, we're Rangers. We conduct investigations, apprehend wanted felons..."

"THAT'S why I need you," she stated emphatically. "Investigate and apprehend my cantina back."

Nya hid her chuckle by shaking her head, then tilted back to exchange a look with her broad-shouldered partner before addressing the woman again. "Don't quite work like that. Why don't you start from the beginning?"

From the studio that brought you ‘Killer Kuties’, Nya and Shawnni are starring in their second film ‘Blasters and Ballgowns’. Ammunition is the ultimate accessory!

Shawnni, Jaycen and Essa get this one

Essahad never seen her Aunt Shawnni looking so angry. Sure, she’d beenirritated before with herand Lani’s escapades, but this time the bright blue eyes that usuallyheld an indulgent glow were fierce and snapping.

“Youtwo coulda been seriously hurt,” she lectured. “What were youthinkin’?”

“Wasn’tEss’s fault,” Jayce spoke up and moved closer to her, protectively. “It was myidea to take out the speeder.”

“Jayce,don’t!” she hissed and Shawnni’s gaze swiveled between the pair.

“Don’twhat,” she asked and Essa let out a sigh.

“Hedon’t have to lie for me. I wanted to take the speeder out,Jayce tried to stop me.”

“Hedid, huh?”

Shawnnilooked over at her son who was fidgeting under the intense stare,then folded her arms and looked at Essa. “Young lady, you realizeI’m responsible for you while your folks….” The dark-haired womangrimaced, putting her hands on her hips and shaking her head. “Dagblast it! Now you got me soundin’ like an adult. Stars I hate that.”

Shelet out another sigh and stepped closer to the younglings, hereyebrows raising when Jayce moved even closer to Essa and took theCathar’s hand. “You tried to stop her Jayce?” she asked and hestarted blushing.

“YesMa'am.”

“Sowhy didn’t you come get me?”

“'Cause….”His eyes fell to his toes and he mumbled something.

“Sayagain?”

“'CauseI hoped…” he started again. “'Cause I wanted to make sure…”

“Youwere makin’ sure she wouldn’t get hurt,” Shawnni finished for himand his eyes darted to Essa. She squeezed his hand and his brown eyesflickered into her amber ones.

“YesMa'am.”

Shawnnishook her head again, covering her face with one hand and Essathought her shoulders were quivering with laughter. When sheuncovered her face her expression was still stern, but her blue eyes danced with humor. “Now I don’t wanna hear ‘bout you doin’something like this again,” she said, then muttered, “But Iprobably will.”

Stridingto the pair she surprised them both by pulling them into a hug andruffling their hair. “Jus’ try to keep my worrying to a minimum,deal?”

*rubs hands together* Ok, so it was kinda obvious where this was going, and that Shawnni was involved….

“What the KRIFF!?!”

Nya sat up on the Spitfire’s couch at Aric’s low bellow, wondering why her vision was obscured by a rainbow of steamers. After two clumsy tries, she managed to push most of the bright ribbons from her face and blinked bleary eyes at the scowling Cathar. 

“Wasss… gah!” Her breath tasted rancid and she smacked her lips, looking around for something to drink. Half-empty glasses littered the table along with a large platter covered with scraps of cake. She managed a small smile as she remembered the automatically correct masterpiece and snatched up a bite to soothe her abused taste-buds. Aric still looked appalled, his gaze surveying the mess and the sprawled bodies passed out on make-shift pallets.

“What’s going on here? Who are these people?” He stepped closer and grimaced as his boot made a squelching sound. “I don’t know how many regulations you broke, and why is there glitter everywhere?”

“Great stars Fuzzy!! You always this loud in the morning?” Shawnni’s voice emerged from under a lump of coats on the other couch, muffled but miffed. “We were jus’ showin’ Red a good time for her birthday.”

“Her birthday?” Surprise replaced his irritation and he looked at Nya as if seeking confirmation. “That’s not until next week though, right?”

“Shawnni and some friends decided I should celebrate early.” She got up and winced as she stretched aching muscles. A shake of her mane sent a flurry of glitter to the floor, sparkling brightly against the dull durasteel and Aric sighed heavily, shaking his head.

“Just clear everyone out of here. I’ll make sure it gets cleaned up.”

“Whoa, did I hear that right?” This time Shawnni sat up, making a show of cleaning her ears. “Fuzzybutt’s actually being civil.”

“I’m allowed to be nice from time to time,” he grumbled, then drew his hand down his face. “I’ll go back to my bunk for the next thirty, then get this place taken care of.” He patted Nya on the shoulder gave her a wry smile. “Think of it as part of your birthday gift.”

With a brisk spin he headed back to the crew quarters and there was a soft ‘whoosh’ as the door shut. 

Nya traded a disbelieving look with Shawnni, then started rousing anyone still dozing. “That went better than expected,” she muttered to the smuggler as they picked up some of the more damning evidence and shooed people off the ship.

“Got me there,” Shawnni agreed. “Who’da thought Fuzzy wouldn’t pitch a bitch fit.” Suddenly she froze and she smiled evilly, “Think we should tell him ‘bout the strippers?”

Aric *grumble*: I can’t believe this.

Nya: What? That we’re dressed to the nines, playing dejarik in the middle of the Taris swamp?

New Nexu Friends

Last night Nya adopted these beauties, a mama Nexu and her cub(in-game that’s the Nathema Beast and the Experimental Nexu). It looks like she rescued them from some lab, after tearing whoever ran the place a new one. They still need names(taking suggestions for that ;D), but are already very protective of their new mistress. 

Nya’s pal Shawnni( @shimmer-like-agirl ) is still questioning the wisdom of having such a large, toothy companion whose eyes glow like headlights, but she couldn’t dispute how devoted they are to Nya. 

Guess Nya has a gift for charming big, angry-looking things >~,^<

BONUS - Nya telling Spike that she’s no longer an only child