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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.]

Oh, that works great! Outlander that didn't get to Outland AU is a perfect idea
He pops the canopy and steps out, looking around.]
Well, wherever this is, at least it's not Kessel.
Or carbonite round 2 to make things more horrible for my guy. XD
Even so, it was just as well there wasn't too far for him to go, otherwise he would have been more than simply out of breath by the time he slowed to a walk to continue his approach at a more sedate pace; giving him time to both catch his breath and scope out the new arrival, his hood having slipped down to reveal the horns marking him as a Zabrak at some point during the run.::
Mmm. There are decidedly worse places you could have become stranded.
Aww, poor Garth'zel
Who are you?
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Easy there. You're not the only one to become stuck here. My name is Garth'zel.
::Yeah, he's not about to use his title. Either of them. They can either wait for another time or never. It all depends on how this plays out.::
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Kyp Durron. So how did you end up stuck here?
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::It's said utterly dryly.::
Some... people... let me out. Then realized their mistake when they tried to exhort money out of me.
::He shakes his head at the memory. That could have gone better. If he was thinking, he could have at least made sure to take possession of their ship.::
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[He grimaces at the mention of carbonite. Han's talked about what that was like.]
Hutts? Or the Empire?
I'm going to comm General Solo for a ride and let him know I ran into a squadron of TIE fighters not far from here. We won't be stuck for too long.
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::It's said thoughtfully and is something he's been turning over in his mind at various moments over the last couple of weeks. Who had the most to gain with his and Acina's negotiations not going forwards?
Then he frowns a little at mention of these 'TIE-fighters' and Kyp's ship.::
Somehow, I'm getting the feeling I've missed quite a bit.
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[Kyp nods cautiously.] Or been shipped pretty far away.
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::He frowns a little.::
Admittedly, this planet isn't one I'm familiar with. But you mentioned Kessel, which, while I've never been there, I have at least heard of.
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[A dark look crosses his face at the mention of Kessel.]
You're lucky. Kessel's worse than Tattooine.
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Vitiate was the Emperor of the Sith Empire, which has lasted for thousands of years with him as Emperor for a good amount of that time. The Dark Council was formed of the most powerful and cunning Sith. Originally in the role of advisors before taking on the work of running the Empire as he lost interest in doing so.
::He starts pacing, hands clasped behind him rather like when he's had to deliver lectures to assorted people.::
The Empire returned from the further reaches of space not too terribly long before I was born to reclaim worlds such as Korriban from the Republic. From my perspective, it's been about ten years since the Treaty of Coruscant, which brought an end to the war between the Republic and the Empire, although there were still tensions between both governments. Not to mention between the Jedi and Sith.
::He nods in the direction of Kyp's lightsaber.::
Did the Masters teach you nothing of this history?
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[Sith meant Palpatine, meant Exar Kun. No, he couldn't go down that road again.]
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Put that away before you hurt yourself. If Grandmaster Shan could manage working with and fighting alongside me, you should be able to handle simply talking to me.
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[But at least this is no ghost. Exar Kun hadn't known the Sith Empire died long ago.]
And I won't hurt myself with this.
[At least he hasn't turned the lightsaber on yet?]
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They did in my time. Satele Shan, descended from Bastila Shan. Both well-known names among both Jedi and Sith. Or they should be. While the Jedi Council as a whole decided what to do, the final decision rested with Satele.
::He pauses for a moment.::
You may choose not to believe it, but I hold a great deal of respect for her and if she needed my help--with anything--I would be willing to give it.
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I've heard of Bastila Shan. And Revan. There's no Jedi Council. And the Sith Empire's been gone for millenia. The only Sith still around are ghosts.
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I see. I'll have to disagree about the only Sith existing being ghosts, given I'm here.
::He closes his eyes and draws in a slow breath before releasing it as he tries to shove aside the knowledge that everyone he knew was dead.
Mourn later, survive now. He opens his eyes again to look at Kyp.::
If there's no Council, who makes the decisions about what Jedi go where?
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Master Skywalker does that. Well, when anyone does.
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Again?
::The other can wait. He takes a closer look at Kyp, interest renewed.::
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[He turns the lightsaber around in his hand.]
On Yavin Four.
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::It's said utterly dryly.::
Care to be a little more helpful?
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[His voice sounds more haunted than Yavin Four in Garth'zel's day.]
Turns out there's a way to rip someone's soul out of their body without killing them.
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::He winces at that. While Kun had been dead for nearly a thousand years by the time he was born, stories of him were still in plenty. Along with the creatures he created.::
He's not high on my list of people to meet, no. You're lucky to have gotten out of that relatively intact. The soul-ripping was done to someone else, I take it?
::Given Kyp's standing here.::
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I wish... I helped him do it.
[The shame feels suffocating and he's projecting it into the Force instinctively. Speaking to a Sith should be easier than talking to someone who would have qualms against such crimes but... It feels almost worse.]
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