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Send me “Wed, Bed, Behead” and three names—you know the drill!

A long smile appeared on Zivs muzzle and she looked at Poe with a strange expression that amde her look like a wold infront of a tiny, limping rabbit in the dark forest.

"There you are, you sad little weakling who had never had the kriffing pleasure to be kriffed by a Wookie in a tree, and think that I would not chose bedding Chewbacca who is tall, who had a biceps so strong he could lift me with one arm, who is a krififng warhero and loyal to his friends. Not only would I bed Chewbacca, I would thank him for it by pushing him against the next wall and giving him sloppy, wet kisses on the only not hairy part of him that is right on my eyelevel- often, with passion, joy and swallowing.", Ziv purred like a little Loth-Kitten, wagging her tail contently.

The evening was quiet and hot, almost broiling hot,and fried in the azureblue eveningsun like a long dead fish in a fatty pan. In the bar it was silent, the heat outside had swept inside past the cooling air of the like a old man wheezing aircon and most talks in the bar had died down eventually and made room for a tensed quietness that lay in the bar as heavy as the silence. Poe and Ziv had sat down in one corner of the small bar over a plate of coruscant-fries, in one of the other corners sat two Roadians over a cardgame, by the bar was a Whipid quietly drinking from ag lass that looked for Ziv like a bucket but was in the Whipids massive hand like small glass, and even the crimson-skinned Zeltron-Teenager who had before danced by the barconter, was now sitting bored by the bar and was painting their nails in a stark green. Ziv was halfheartedly chewing on a fry,already in her mind going through the things she had to do in the coming morning, when suddenly from one second to another Poes head shot up and he sat up straight beside her as if hit by electricity. At the other side of the bar, the entrance opned. Ziv blinked in confusion,following to what Poe was looking at. Before Ziv could even squint her eyes to look at who had come into the bar, she was suddenly hasty yanked to the side by Poes arm around her waist on his lap.

The Tynnan had not even had time to squeak in suprise, before the other kissed her, his lips against her lips, their teeth uncomfortable clacking against another, with their heads crushing so ungainly against another Ziv almost felt dizzy. Out of the corner of her eyes Ziv peered past Poe and to the door to notice the blurred swirl of whites and blacks that was a Stormtrooper in her horrible eyesight. From one moment to another the heavy heat in the bar dropped to something that felt like the normal temperature on Hoth as the Stormtrooper looked around and eventually his eyes wandered over Ziv sitting on Poes lap and still very much kissed by the man.

The Stormtrooper turned away from them with a long,aggravated sigh leaving from behind his helmet. Then, suddenly tensing as if hit by a flash of lightening, he focused on the pair of Rodians who had used the second the Stormtrooper had looked away to pack together their cardgame and sneak to the backdoor like the pair of  footpads they were. “Hey! Freeze!”,the Stormtrooper called, his voice disorted by his helmet yet the Rodians only understandably fell into a sprint and sighing a even longer, more aggravated sigh the Stormtrooper set after them. Watching the whole scene Ziv couldn´t help but laugh right against Poes lips, wriggling on his lap like a eel.

Only when the Trooper was finally out of the bar, Zivs small paw wandered gently form the back of Poes neck to the side of his face and then,very unromantically and very merciless pinched the mans ear between two of her fingers so he would lean back and away from her. “You know, I have nothing against kissing you but could you at least next time kriffing shave properly? I feel like I have bitten into a kriffing carpet! ”,Ziv had grown up in the Jedi-Temple, so her cultural preception of kissing was coined by humanoids like Poe was one, and she did liked kissing as a sign of affection for it was as sweet as a drop of honey on the lips. Yet it did not changed the fact that it was not her favorite sign of affection more so because her buckteeth were in the way. Accordingly she pinched again the mans ear, this time simply because she wanted to annoy the other which was easy to read in the teasing smirk curling around her muzzle: “Also you stole my kriffing fry!” [ @poewingsdameron  ]

He had really tried. But the only camera he had ever touched since he was a child was an old polaroid that they had gotten with their friends while living in Lukso and the paper had run out soon. So taking pictures with his phone was not one of his greatest strengths. Kurapika still kept the photo that Senritsu had given him in his wallet and he wanted to reciprocate with something similar, so after taking a shower, he took one, two, three, countless photos but they all made him feel insecure, or they came out blurry, or poorly framed. Finally, after a lot of trying, he took a selfie that went from his lips to his bare stomach, his necklace handing in his chest, also showing his other arm which was more tonned than at the beginning thanks to the training. At least the fact that his face was not completely shown did not make him feel ashamed. After printing it out in his office, Kurapika put it in an envelope and waited for the two of them to be alone in their shared room to hand it to her, though he couldn't help but feel somewhat embarrassed when she took the envelope in her hands. He had really put his best effort into it.

"I must admit that I admire you, Senritsu, this is not easy at all"

Kurapikas heartbeat had been through the whole workday a nervouse song that dancing to would have made even a nimble dancer like Senritsu stumble over her own feet because it was too fast and hasty of a tact. It had her worried, so although they were on work Senritsu found herself carefully tilting her head in Kurapikas direction as often as possible until the sines in her neck started to ache as much as the worry for the other twisting in her chest. Therefor when they eventually were alone in the room and Kurapika handed her the envelope with the picture, Senritsu almost started to laugh over the picture. Not over the motive, that was beautiful. Not over Kurapikas shyness turning into nervousness and panic in a shrieking melody. Not over this at all. But because he was relieved. Relieved that Kurapika had been not aching but just nervouse and shy. Relieved that he trusted her enough to share such a picture with her. Relieved and happy that he wanted to gift her such a picture. So all she did was reaching out to the man sitting on the futon beside her and gently tapping her fingers against his arm, trying to slow down the nervouse orchestra that was his heartbeat, his breathing, the way he sat tensed.

“Dont be so harsh on you, I for one had help when I did those photographs. And extra pair of hands, so to speak.” An extra pair of hands that had been on my skin moments before that, tracing the lines of my tattoos. Senritsu did not added this, after all it would have been of no use: Kurapika knew Senritsu had been in relationships before meeting him, but also that she was not out to make him feel insecure and compare himself to other people. Especially not when the echo of Kurapikas insecurity turning his heartbeat into a light, fast flutter like a panicky birds wings was still clearly hearable for her much too keen ears. “I however take whatever admiration you offer me so dolcissimo. Its balm to my ears, please admire me more.” Senritsu winked up to the other in all good humor, a chuckle friendly and welcoming dancing on her lips just for him. Than, carefully as if she was worried she could crumble the photogrpah and therefor harm Kurpaikas hard work, held up the photograph a little higher so she could look at it while also having at Kurapika reflect in her dark eyes like in a sea of ink.

Senritsus Alignment A creature's general moral and personal attitudes are represented by its alignment: lawful good, neutral good, chaotic good, lawful neutral, neutral, chaotic neutral, lawful evil, neutral evil, or chaotic evil.

"Good" implies altruism, respect for life, and a concern for the dignity of sentient beings. Good characters make personal sacrifices to help others. "Evil" implies hurting, oppressing, and killing others. Some evil creatures simply have no compassion for others and kill without qualms if doing so is convenient. Others actively pursue evil, killing for sport or out of duty to some evil deity or master. People who are neutral with respect to good and evil have compunctions against killing the innocent but lack the commitment to make sacrifices to protect or help others. Neutral people are committed to others by personal relationships.

"Law" implies honor, trustworthiness, obedience to authority, and reliability. On the downside, lawfulness can include close-mindedness, reactionary adherence to tradition, judgmentalness, and a lack of adaptability. Those who consciously promote lawfulness say that only lawful behavior creates a society in which people can depend on each other and make the right decisions in full confidence that others will act as they should. "Chaos" implies freedom, adaptability, and flexibility. On the downside, chaos can include recklessness, resentment toward legitimate authority, arbitrary actions, and irresponsibility. Those who promote chaotic behavior say that only unfettered personal freedom allows people to express themselves fully and lets society benefit from the potential that its individuals have within them.

You are 93.3% good, 80.8% chaotic, making you chaotic good. Chaotic Good: People who are Chaotic Good are strong individualists marked by a streak of benevolence. They believe in the greater good and being kind to others but have little use for laws and regulations. Their actions are guided by their own moral compass which, although benevolent, may not always align with the rest of society. They place a high value on freedom, not only for themselves but for others as well. Chaotic Good individuals intend to do what is right, but their methods are generally disorganized and may lead to conflict when they come into contact with those who prefer extensive organization and planning.

Alignment Test: Chaotic Good A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he's kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society.Chaotic good is the best alignment you can be because it combines a good heart with a free spirit.Chaotic good can be a dangerous alignment when it disrupts the order of society and punishes those who do well for themselves

Detailed Results: Alignment: Lawful Good ----- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (17) Neutral Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (26) Chaotic Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (30) Lawful Neutral -- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (15) True Neutral ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (28) Chaotic Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (24) Lawful Evil ----- XXXXX (5) Neutral Evil ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (18) Chaotic Evil ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXX (14) Law & Chaos: Law ----- XX (2) Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXX (11) Chaos --- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (15) Good & Evil: Good ---- XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (15) Neutral - XXXXXXXXXXXXX (13) Evil ---- XXX (3)

It’s hilarious to imagine if Dibble were to be transferred to another precinct or city or something, T.C would be super excited at first - finally, no one messing up his schemes.

But soon he'd start to really miss Dibble, and decide to go visit him. Then when he'd see that Dibble has this whole new life and is best friends with the local cats there he'd be the most betrayed scorned cat you've ever seen. Remember this video?

Words to live by!