jediscrappercal

[jediscrappercal]

I love 3d printing I say as I give myself 3rd degree burns while trying to clean filament off a hot end at 240c

[jediscrappercal]

Indie Canon Div C.al Kest!s

Penned lovingly by Fae | She/He/They | 30+ | Also at @jediaceanik

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Mobi friendly rules under the cut.

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Roleplay Blogs

Thanks for reading the rules to start with! My name’s Fae, She/Him/They, 30+, and I’ve grown up with Star Wars since I was a tot. (Thanks to my wonderful Star Wars obsessed father) Now onto the rules; ✶ I can be selective with who I follow back. I won’t follow everyone back. ✶ I will always try to match length. ✶ I will happily turn asks into threads. ✶ I am a-okay with OCs. Crossovers… We’ll have to see. ✶ I feel uncomfortable rping with an OC that doesn’t have a info page. Sorry, but either have a decent about page/bio or it’s a hard no. ✶ I am okay with fluff/shipping and one sided ships. I ship based on chemistry.

✶ I refuse to rp with anyone under the age of 18 ✶ Things such as suicide/self harm will be tagged, anything else will be tagged upon request. ✶ Don’t god mod. If you want something to go a certain way, then PLEASE ask me first via IM or ask. ✶ If you want to physically hurt/maim Cal or Merrin, please ask me first. ✶ If I say yes, my only limit is; They must be still alive (unless I give the go ahead for that thread), and have all their limbs. ✶ Muse =/= Mun. My opinions are not theirs and visa versa. If you cannot separate the two, I will not roleplay with you. Kina is an asshole espcially so just a warning. ✶ I don’t condemn anyone for rping taboo themes and I will rp them myself if they ever come up.

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Less then a week ago, everything had been fine. He'd been happy. He'd finally shed the shackles of the Order and admitted to Merrin how he felt. Bode had been his friend. They'd had... something. He wasn't sure what but it was something. They'd never called it anything but his heart was still in it.

Now everything was different, on a cursed planet that seemed to bring out the worst in people despite it's serene beauty. It was like a trap, lured you in with the tranquil scenery and the tease of a new start then sent you crazy.

A jedi had already fallen for this damned planet. Now there was the risk two more could.

He was past angry, at Bode for betraying them. For notifying the Empire. Cere was dead. Bode had killed Cordova. Did Bode truely not see how selfish this was? This entire plan? Did he plan on locking Kata up in a planet wide tower to protect her? Had everything that Bode had ever done and said a manipulation and a lie? Were his feelings a lie?

His heart was broken. Over the loss of his family... Over the loss of the idea of he and Bode having something.

He took a slow breath as he moved to stand ready, saber in his hand finally. He couldn't let the darkness that had consumed him at Nova Garon eat at him again, it was like Merrin's fire. All cold and hot and numbing at once. He had wanted to rip Bode apart, to make the man suffer like he was suffering.

"Kata!" Merrin's voice called from beside him as the nightsister turned to check if the young girl was safe. Cal didn't move his eyes off the other jedi. He didn't want this to come to blows but Bode wasn't giving him much choice. Igniting the cross guard and grasping the hilt in both hands, he moved to protect Merrin, always protecting her even though he'd wanted to tell her to run. She'd demanded that he stop, that he let her fight too but he couldn't lose her. As she said...

Bode would kill or be killed for what he wanted.

What felt like an eternity later but also only an instant the fight that had started with clashing blades had turned into a mangled mess of limbs and flying fists. He didn't know where Merrin was, his body hurt, burns searing his leg and arms even as he held his arms to protect his face from Bode's onslaught of punches. He could feel himself slipping.

He could taste blood.

He didn't know if Merrin was safe.

He couldn't let Bode make Kata another orphan.

Red hot anger flashed through him like dathomirian wild fire. In an instant he'd thrown Bode off him with the force, his body running cold as he found himself standing over the other Jedi, his saber at Bode's throat. Everything was so hazy. Like waking from a nightmare.

"Stop."

The words seemed so far away to his ears even though he was the one speaking. He could twitch his hand and end this he knew, but somewhere deep down he still wanted to save him...

"Bode... Just stop. Kata... doesn't deserve to be an orphan. "

@jediscrappercal: "We would have helped you! I would have helped you!"

Sense and rationality had all but evaporated from each of their minds. Finality was closer than he'd thought, a bitter truth not he, Cal, or Merrin dared to speak out loud. There was only one end to this. It'd leave his daughter without a father. It'd pull Bode back to face the part of him before the Empire, hands bloodied and heart torn, who believed this was once for the sake of Kata.

"We both know it doesn't work like that!" When did it descend into a screaming match, a blaster drawn and aimed at Cal's heart? The ever noble scrapper kid with a heart too big for his own damn good, who just couldn't see the reason behind the sacrifice, behind every decision that had let them to this point. Couldn't see how he'd been deceived. Couldn't see deeper than what was on the surface, despite whatever they had was outside of the lie he'd conjured to keep Cal latched onto the bait.

Kata's plea broke through their standstill, though his growling sneer had overpowered it, hand stretching out and coiling to crumble the ancient bridge beneath her feet. She'd run, then—she was smart and too innocent for what he was about to do—and then he would finally accept the tendrils of darkness entwined around him, igniting the stolen lightsaber in his grip. "I will decide what's best for my family!"

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The fact that less then 24 hours after this, half his family where dead fucking hurts.