#──꒰ LIGHTFAITHED ꒱

[barrackbvnny]

@lightfaithed asked: “⚠ picks up Brioola <3”

Although it isn’t uncommon for her to be picked up. It is however uncommon for her to be picked up at random. Having her datapad in her hand as she waits for someone at their usual meeting place, she feels herself being picked up and she’s instantly freaked out. Letting out a harsh gasp at the sudden movement.

Her panic isn’t short as her heart races from adrenaline in a split second. She’s been, kidnapped before. This wouldn’t be the first time someone catches her by surprise, but she’s safely within the walls of durasteal with troopers passing by. None of them seem bothered by it, her panic must be incorrect. She didn’t have but a second to think about it as one hand clutches her datapad tightly to her chest, and the other reaching for anything to help her grasp what’s happening.

When she finally regains her stability, hand grasping at a shoulder, her eyes finally look up at the blue sparkly eyes of the general. Her adrenaline stills pumps, but she feels her anxiety quickly fade as she lets out a laugh.

❛ General! You scared me! ❜ Brioola exclaims, lightly smacking his shoulder with the back of her hand as she lets out another laughs. She takes in a deep breath and tries to calm her nerves a bit more before she finally asks him why on the makers name would he pick her up out of nowhere.

❛ Is there a reason you’ve scooped me up and scared the living daylight out of me? ❜ She asks, a bit of playful sass rolling off her tongue, almost demanding an answer. Though she would be as content without one.

[barrackbvnny]

・・・・・・ 🐰 💚 🍑

She ponders a moment on the Jedi’s words. Knowing, that at this point the Commander is most certainly going to be the most helpful in her integration. She isn’t positive how long she’ll be here for, but she’ll bet at minimum a month. And the general’s praise of the Commander only seem to cement the idea that he must be a very good man. Not that she had any doubts before.

But her mind is quick to concentrate on the man’s behavior. She isn’t certain if she should be proud of the fact she’s grown able to easily read faces and body language. Or wether she should find it shameful, much like most people tend to shame her occupation. —She’s been rather grateful to the GAR being accommodating to her, and less judgmental than most—

She finds herself blinking a bit as he asks her a question she can’t say she’s ever been asked before. What does she know about the Jedi?

Brioola let’s put a soft nervous laugh in response for a moment as she looks away from the ginger for a moment. Does she tell him of the very few Jedi she’s met in her brother on coruscant? Hmmm . . . perhaps not.

❛ Well, i can’t say i know very much. I’ve spent most of my time with senators. I know very little of the Jedi beyond your cultural and galactic impact. ❜ She explains before she looks back at the older General, setting her tea in her lap.

❛ What i understand is, you’re important to the galaxy for its protection against evil. Is that not why the Jedi have taken the side of the republic to fight this war, after all? ❜ The mirialan woman asks, though it’s less of a question and more of her own statement of what she believes.

It’s abundantly clear to her that she knows almost nothing really. Sure, she understands simple constructs like evil or the distraction and slavery of species. Things that the Jedi surely aim to abolish in the galaxy. She assumes they’re the protectors of the galaxy. But perhaps that’s a very bold assumption.

She cannot help but wonder why he asks such a question, but perhaps it’s to help her bette r understand what stress or anxiety he way share with her. She cants truly understand the weight she’s certain many of the Jedi do have. But she can damn well try.

"Cody gives the best tours," he recommended and took a sip of his own tea with a thoughtful frown. He wasn't usually this impolite and gave his guests undivided attention. But these days his mind was restless.

He didn't like the man he was turning into. Warfare was difficult to align with the Jedi Code. He had sought council in the old records about the Old Republic, where the much more powerful and grander Jedi Order constantly battled an equally strong Sith Empire. But these Jedi had not been Generals that commanded soldiers. They only fought the Sith directly and supported the Republic's troops, who did not consist of clones but actual citizens.

But refusing to lead the clone troops wasn't an option. They were dying either way, but led by someone else, someone neglectful, even more would die. The least he could do was try to minimize the losses.

And as much as Obi-Wan disliked it, he was of a tactical and manipulative mind, enough so to be an efficient General. He was good at this, which only annoyed him more. If he were unsuited it would show him that this was really not his calling, but instead he was dreadfully efficient.

"Mmh.." he mused, raising his eyes to meet her concerned gaze. She was a lovely woman, very empathic despite her difficult situation. He managed a smile. "Tell me, Brioola, what do you know of the Jedi?"

[forcewilled]

#|| dirty bantha man (affectionate)

This is also what Obi-Wan calls him :) <3

qui-gon, while actively smelling like wet bantha: i fail to see the resemblance

[macabrec0uture]

For @lightfaithed

The Mos Eisley Cantina on Tatooine was not the most glamorous of places he had been to and nor one of his favourites, yet for business meetings of the shady kind where a public venue that wasn’t official enough to cause trouble if something went wrong was needed, it fit the requirements. Nyx, the name he had given himself was finishing his meeting with a Rodian bounty hunter, it did seem however it was going to take longer than he had hoped. Taking a sip of the Tatooine Sun, the light reflecting from the rim of the glass he raised an eyebrow at the bounty hunter. “You did the job, nothing more and nothing less, did you do anything to warrant a bonus? Take your credits and leave” he demanded, glaring as they left, muttering under their breath, it was a shame his droid hadn’t been allowed in, he would arrange for a visit to be paid later. For now with his two guards on either side, he enjoyed his drink.

[lightwxlkr]

" you better drink every last drop of this tea, no matter how disgusting it is. "

“Is this really necessary, Master?” Just like her brother, denying that she needed help with her health until she couldn’t.

Noa’s voice gave way to the fact that she was not doing so great. She didn’t show signs at first, but the more she spoke and the more strained her voice became, it was clear something was up with her.

A small groan escaped her as she plugged her nose, swallowing down the tea in one swoop. She very clearly hated the taste of it, and was… fairly dramatic about it.

[forcenexus]

@lightfaithed

"LAUGH IT UP." If he had been paying attention then the Jedi knight would have avoided the peeled fruit. Instead, he stumbled around to gain his footing. When he finally did, he saw the smile on Kenobi's face. "Cute?! I have you know, there's always a flock of girls around to chase me as if I have nothing better to do!" Since he became the poster boy for the war, fame was a major inconvenience. He couldn't go anywhere without being instantly recognized. Being chased was one of the few things he hated. "You're bad enough and better not mention it to anyone." His finger came up and pointed at the giggling master.

[spokewar]

"have you ever seen anything more beautiful in your entire life?"

──✶horror adventure prompts.

"What, here? Not . . . terribly recently." It's responded with a raised brow, stuck somewhere between pity and curiosity. Obi-Wan knows his standards are low—being raised on Coruscant, a planet so past death its inhabitants burrowed into its hollow corps and patched it with layers of durasteel and concrete—but it's depressing to see from an outside perspective. And he can't help whether it's just a matter of opinion or lack of an experience that colors their opinions.

"You are talking about the planet, yes?" Now, it's concern which laces his tone. "Did you hit your head on the way down?"

[evcryopeneye]

@lightfaithed asked: 🎁 (for Yuffie) Dreams so Real - Metric

A proud kingdom had once stood here…now…well it was the remnants. The colours even felty muted despite the large five level red pagoda still standing in the middle of the large town. 

Yuffie wasn’t sure what to say about it, she hadn’t prepared anything, she hadn’t expected to be back here. Wutai has a ghost of its former self…yet it was still standing. 

The hayday of Wutai had ended before she was born, they had been fighting Shinra in one way or another for as long as she had walked the lands of this planet. “What if those days are gone forever?”

What if Wutai never got to come back to life?

What if she would become leader of a dead land?

It is a rare moment of worry and doubt from the usually over the top shinobi. 

“It’s scary…how fast the screams become a yawn…”

[stargone]

xue li, no.

xue li, yes!

[nightmdic]

"I can treat my own wounds, you know - it's really not that bad; just a scratch."

@lightfaithed

[arc-77]

@lightfaithed

Spotify Top 100 Songs 2024 Meme, Track #3 Golden and Green by The Builders and The Butchers

"Because everything dies given time, and I know that this world could be mine."

[forcewilled]

@lightfaithed liked for a starter !

HE LOVES obi - wan , he does . he's the closest to a son than any of his other padawans have ever come . but qui - gon is also no fool . he knows his relationship over the years with him has been . . . tumultuous . more often than not , it feels like they don't see eye to eye , maybe don't even GET ALONG . but qui - gon means it when he says he loves him , when he says obi - wan is like a son to him . maybe that's what love is . maybe that's what being a parent is like . . .

he pulls his thoughts back to the present and looks at the boy - no , the man now . ❝ i know your feelings , obi - wan , ❞ he starts quietly . ❝ you do not like the boy . ❞

[alderaconsort]

@lightfaithed liked for a starter !

HE IS quiet - melancholy . the ship they're on moves inexorably toward its destination , slowing for no one .

❝ Everything is moving so fast . Before long everyone we know will be scattered across the galaxy . . . ❞ and that's only counting the ones that survived . he sighs , a hand coming up to rub a hand across his forehead .

[slthlsms]

👐

His eyes widen. His body unbelievably tense for but a moment before his arms fully wrap around his with a strong sense of longing. Needing for this. As much as the sith didn't wish to admit it or show how he was truly feeling he akwardly but surely. Reciprocated the affectionate hug in silence.

[lightwxlkr]

Noa sneak hugs @lightfaithed

Why? It just feels like the right thing to do.

[petitsdieu]

semi-plot. 𝒇𝒕. @lightburnsyou

Slipshod sippers are not welcomed at her shows.

He's blonde in the way leaves change color in the fall. She takes him by that foliate crown and yanks it back with a lifesaving flick of her wrist.

❛ You'll kill him! ❜

The nearly drained, next-to-nothing victim is a paroxysm of howls and cries; it sounds like a chorus of drunken sounds by the time it mangles into anyone's eardrums. The post-concert playlist drowns it from its hallway seep. But she heard it's pump-pump-gush from her dressing room.

She should be cuddled up in a backseat by now. She hasn't even changed out of stage attire.

— notes of malibu in metal?

This vamp will be just as sloshed. He's got a mouth of red unsticking from the open neck. She two-finger presses into it and holds up the human's head. She sends a mind-message to a crew member to come aid this mess.