#starlight-pilot

Finn had to admit, he didn’t understand the concept of victory parties. He had been raised to believe that victory was the only way, and that defeat meant consequences. The idea of being rewarded for winning was so foreign to Finn, that he knew he had to check it out. The music was loud, and the drinks were free-flowing. So loud, that Finn could still hear the bass of the music, even in the utility closet that he and Ave had been so gleefully shoved in.

kissy sentence starters.

“Well whatever you decide, don’t be gentle.” 

Ahsoka sat down next to the young woman. She had been following her for a long time. Ave was a very good pilot and if she agrees to be part of the resistance it will be great.

what do you think ben smells like ?   /    @starlight-pilot

       His brows furrowed as he stared down and the broken shard on the floor. A necklace that had been pulled from someones neck. He’d been here before. In his dreams. It had been a hostile scene, having burst into a home to claim it. A raid from the empire, but to a place he knew he’d never actually set foot. A sound came from beside him, over and over, but it wasn’t clear. 

       Was it....Calling to him?

       Like the ground had been pulled from under his feet he found himself falling. The trooper jumped where he stood as if he’d been dropped from the ceiling. He staggered back in his startle to see where he was. His visor settled on a woman, but not just any woman. The HUD blinked several times, telling him about the area he was in and exactly just who he was staring at, but he didn’t need to be told. He knew. 

       “Ave...” The alternator just barely picked up his voice. The wrong identification. “AV-0390.” He corrected quickly, sounding much better through the alternator. “I...” He continued to glance around, finally realizing that he was in her personal quarters. Much nicer than anything he had. But...