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ex_rebelyell669) wrote in
roguesquadron2017-01-10 08:27 pm
hurt/comfort meme

It is in times of distress that hope is truly found. How you handle those periods of duress is a mark of character. Whether you're the one in pain, providing sanctuary, or even if that ache is mutual, hurt/comfort is all about empathy. Connecting with the people around you.
Instructions:
→ Post with your character (note name, canon [if relevant], and preferences in the subject line).
→ Others reply by either generating a number between 1-21 for a prompt,
→ Go forth and connect.
Options:
o1. injury: somehow, you've been injured. the severity, whether a mortal wound or "just a scrape" is up to you.
o2. sickness: thinking of calling out of work today? chances are you've got a common bug...or worse.
o3. fear & anxiety: careful where you throw that "scared to death" nonsense...it might just be an omen.
o4. loss of senses: you're missing one of those fundamental six senses, whether it's your sight, hearing, touch, smell, taste, or the Force.
o5. despair: the idea of hope looks more and more like a pipe dream right now.
o6. breakup: and we are never ever ever ever getting back together. ever.
o7. makeup: but you called me up again tonight...
o8. rescued: it's time for one of you to get your damsel in distress on.
o9. bad romance: i knew you were trouble when you walked in.
1o. loss: one of you has just experienced a loss of some kind; can you cope?
11. insanity: for whatever reason, "reason" is lost to you. you're seeing and hearing things. sometimes dead people.
12. tired/insomnia: is it the caffeine or the fact that you never leave your damned senatorial office? whether it's just lack of sleep or lack of energy, this exhaustion is bone-deep.
13. addiction: something's got you hooked, and you might just need a helping hand to give it some distance.
14. nightmares: okay, now you're definitely seeing dead people. do you dare go back to sleep?
15. blackmail: you've been caught and the evidence is compromising. do you seek help or vengeance?
16. separation/homesickness: whatever it is, the nostalgia's got you missing something (or someone) awfully.
17. betrayal: your trust has been violated, but is it a real or imagined slight?
18. stranded: you're stuck. maybe someone crashed your only ship for the 50th damn time. are you sure this isn't reality tv?
19. sins & guilt: the weight of your past deeds is like holding a world on your shoulders. maybe it's time to seek some help, atlas.
2o. secret: loose lips sink spaceships.
21. wildcard: "take your script and shove it, meme."
[adapted and remixed from here.]

Baze Malbus | Star Wars: Rogue 1
8
["Meeting," of course, being entirely colloquial, said as if she hadn't picked her way through this winding Imperial facility with the express purpose of finding Baze. Her friend. (It's still a peculiar sentiment that tugs at something she can't quite describe, in a way that her mother would have told her was the Force speaking to her despite them both knowing that it only worked that way for Jedi--and now, for no one.)
Jyn cracks a brave half smile, dangling the keycard she'd swiped to "force" the door open from a hooked finger and nods back down the way she'd come.]
Coast should be mostly clear. Unless you wanted to stay?
no subject
[He would say more, if, you know, he weren't a guy who didn't exactly monologue. That's another old fool's job. Also if they weren't deep in Imperial lines.]
Got the gun?
[No, he doesn't want to stay, but he's also not going to be defenseless here. It's also about as much of a "I'm glad to see you" as anyone gets. But hey. Words are good. Words mean "yes, I care to speak with you for more than monosyllables".]
[Jyn gets words. And the crooked, rogue (haha) smirk of someone who heartily approves of her getting in here on her own.]
no subject
A gun, yes. Your gun...
[She winces, glances behind nervously, and then finally reaches for his arm anyway.]
They may be tyrants, but sadly, that doesn't make them stupid. We'll find it.
no subject
[He grunts. Scowling an impressive scowl. Maybe it's the beard and the hair, but takes her hand anyway.]
Long as you have a gun.
Where to?