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[saburaito]

❝ YOU CAN RIDE ON MY SHOULDER TO CLASS, it's alright. i don't know how else you would get there, walking on those tiny feet. unless those wings of yours aren't just for show. ❞ offering his shoulder up to the little fairy, he didn't mind the intrusion. she was something completely new to him; they didn't have anything similar to her in the human world. ❝ you were on your way to class, weren't you? unless you were skipping. again. tsk tsk, i don't think that the professor would take too well to hear that you haven't shown up once again. that would be the third time this week. ❞

@gamenu / TWISTED WONDERLAND STARTER CALL.

[j-amil]

shoving unnecessary snake hcs in whenever i can, my specialty

[mieeko]

❛ you think i’m jealous? ❜

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐒? 𝐇𝐈𝐌? the idea of it seemed so silly to her, she shouldn't have dared even bring it up. mieko loved to tell him about her day, that was nothing new between the two of them. it was every day, whether he asked or not, he got an in-depth story about how her day went - only today, it might have been more annoying to him than anything else. the long rant about the nice man at the store who had helped her went on for a little bit longer than she had meant, though it was really because she was glad. in public, doing things on her own, mieko always tended to be a little bit overly anxious. he had gotten long talks from her before about being happy over a particularly talkative cashier - but his tone had changed some when she was texting him now. it was always hard to tell with sabu, considering how bland he always was over text. at first, it was impossible to tell when he was mad at her & when he wasn't, when he had never been mad at her before. now, something just seemed off.

maybe her accusation that he was jealous was a little bit extreme, but she hadn't expected him to react so strongly. shooting the question back at her over giving her just a simple no - that was how she was all too aware she was correct. no matter how stupid it felt to assume he may have been jealous, it really seemed like it. when mieko was always so quick to respond to him, the amount of time she was taking now only proved he had intimidated her with his answer, but it wasn't even really that. any time he showed emotion through the way he usually acted - it was so shocking to her. she saw it as him being vulnerable with her. if she reacted the wrong way, he was going to pull away from her & she would never get to see this part of him again. getting emotional over her - even if now, it seemed a little scary... it was a good thing. what she wanted. i'm sorry, finally comes her response to him, likely the exact one that he expected from her. she was always quick to apologize, especially when it came to him. i must have been mistaken, you just seemed upset. how was your day? did something happen?

[saburaito]

he brushes off her strange definition of the dish, not fully understanding the slang that she uses. english is a second - language too him; deviate too far from the normal conversation & it's quick to lose him. he trusted their selection, not having much knowledge on american - style chinese food himself. whatever dish that was picked for them, he would try with an open - mind.

the atmosphere of the restaurant was like nothing that he had ever faced before. too comfortable in high - end facilities, he rarely had a taste of the mundane. the tacky decorations were endearing for the circumstance, perfect for hiding out from the crowd that was hassling her for photos & autographs. it was inconspicuous, a place that they would never expect two people of such high standing to be hiding out.

he made himself comfortable in their seat, as comfortable as he possibly could have been on the cheap stools that they were offered. ❝ food is best enjoyed with good company. ❞ emptying his pockets on the table, he places his phone in front of him. ❝ what made you think of this place? ❞ eyes travel around the little chinese restaurant, few patrons share the space with them. each of them already has their meals in front of them. idle chatter filling the space. the windows were covered with red paper, making it difficult to see into them; perfect for their situation.

" whatever i get ? hmmm ... chow mein it is , then . simple -- and a classic staple of any good takeout place . oily and noodle .... y . " she was positive that wasn't a proper word , but english was a silly language and slang was socially acceptable -- so it worked . sabu's other statement prior caught their attention , cheeks puffed out while being lost in momentary thought . there weren't many people that knew anything more than surface level about ae-ri , especially considering her blood relatives were involved in some nasty business .

before long their order was taken and they were both appointed to sit in the empty stools , and she took a moment to take in the atmosphere . peeling wallpaper and old chinese decoration , the commonly spotted cat figure and everything . how ... quaint . made her feel ' normal ' for a brief period . " i am grateful to have your company , at least . " words were warm and genuine , sabu being probably one of ... two or three people that didn't want anything from her . at least nothing monetary .

[saburaito]

stop talking. start the van.

PUTTING THE KEYS IN THE IGNITION, he turns it & the van comes to life. ❝ running from something? ❞ placing his hand on the stick shift, he doesn't start just yet. he's waiting for her directions, wanting to know where she needs to go. there is not much room for small talk at the moment; not with her apparent sense of panic. he expects the whole story on the drive, wanting to know what she is trying to get away from.

[mieeko]

❛ don’t you know what you mean to me? ❜

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇, it almost felt like her mind was playing tricks on her. he was never the type to be so open about his mind, hearing him say something that sounded emotional - it threw her off. it had been all about the things he did for her & the amount of time he wasted on her. how she was so undeserving of it, not giving him anything in return when she was sure he wanted it. it was impossible to wrap her head around the idea of it being different on his end - that he just liked the time that they spent together. he wouldn't have done this for just anyone, that should have clicked. if he wanted something from her, he would have had it already. he was not the type to know what he wanted & wait patiently for it to be given to him. he was happy with their arrangement, doing it only because she meant something to him.

❛ you've shown me a lot - what i mean to you. ❜ she didn't need his words, she knew that they wouldn't come. he was not a man who expressed things through his face, or through his words. everything that he did for her, though - it told her enough. she expected no more from him, nor did she want anything more. she was an important person in his life, that much she felt safe enough to assume - but the deeper feelings that laid beneath it all, what he meant now, she was still blind to. ❛ i don't feel like i've done enough, though. for you to know what you mean to me. ❜

reaching for his hand with two of her own, she looked almost upset - like there was something she wanted to say, she just didn't know how. what he meant to her was beyond words. how she felt about him was beyond words. talking didn't feel like it was enough, not with him. talking came easy to her, not for him. expressing it through other things came easier to him, not for her. when their relationship was only supposed to be fake, she couldn't express her affections in the way she knew how. nothing felt like it was enough, she couldn't match him. ❛ there will NEVER be anyone else like you. ❜ not to her - he couldn't be replaced. she didn't want to replace him. the space he took up in her life - were he ever gone, it would remain empty forever. rubbing her thumbs into his hands, she had been looking away from him, unfocused in her thoughts. at the last moment, she meets his eyes - all too aware of how important eye contact was to him. ❛ but i don't know how to make those words... mean anything. ❜ to him.

[saburaito]

❝ YOU FINALLY SHOWED UP TODAY, lab partner. ❞ he says, some dread behind his voice. he knows the flaky nature of his designated pairing, having spoken to him before through electronic means. but today was their chance to truly prove themselves, he had to show up for it. given little choice by the instructor. everything about his body language reads that he does not want to be there.

@stygia-n / SMALL STARTER CALL.

[saburaito]

❝ THERE IS STILL TIME. ❞ he said grimly, having low hopes for the junked space carrier that they were flying. it was falling apart by the second, the jump to hyperspace had proven to be too much on it's fragile build. his hold on the controls had lessened, now that they were no longer being targeted by an enemy ship. tension that he didn't know was there was beginning to evaporate. there was a planet in view, but SABU had low hopes that it was anything of use to them. most likely the next best option; though, they would never know if they were welcomed or not. they would be making a crash - landing. nothing as formal as landing in a docking station, letting their presence be known by civilization.

OBI WAN seemed to have his own knowledge about the planet. it didn't take him by surprise, the man known all across the galaxy; no surprise that he would have his own opinion about planets that he had likely never visited before. ❝ i will try to do this as gracefully as possible. though, this ship isn't in the healthiest condition. ❞ targeting the planet for landing; he heads straight for the planet. ignoring any potential of a docking port. his intention is simply to make it there in one piece. their ship is smoking, missing pieces that were vital to it's functioning. he could find comfort in being in IMPERIAL HANDS, though his co - pilot would likely cringe at the thought of it. he was already firmly in SABU'S GRASP, this would only solidify his inability to escape.

getting closer to the atmosphere of the planet, their ship started blinking red warnings, but SABU proceeded nonetheless. warnings be damned, he was landing this ship.

It was nothing short of a miracle that the ship didn't explode the moment they jumped into hyperspace. Obi-Wan clung to the nearest surface, praying to the Force to make sure that wherever they would end up next, it would be in one piece. When the blue swirling fog of the hyperlane made way for the pitch blackness of space again, he let out a breath he didn't even realise he was holding. "We haven't died yet, that's good."

There was a planet in the viewport and Obi-Wan wormed his way through toppled over seats, hand luggages and scattered supplies to shoo the co-pilot off the passenger seat next to the flying inquistor and sit down by the younger man's side himself. Then he began to run an analysis on the planet in front of them. "Jelucan." Obi-Wan rubbed his greying beard in contemplation. On one hand this planet was inhabitable, the air breathable and there were native civilisations. On the other hand it was in firm Imperial hand. With it being Imperial territory, there was no way for Obi-Wan to hide - especially not with this eager Inquisitor eyeing him like a hawk. But there was no other choice but to land. "Considering this ship is hanging on by a thread, I doubt we will have the luxury of landing at a space port. In fact we're fortunate if we can enter the planet's athmosphere without burning to a crisp. And I don't mind being stranded in the wilderness, I just want to get off this death trap."

[saburaito]

RETURNING FROM A SUCCESSFUL MISSION, HIS BACKPACK IS FULL OF TEXTS & HOLOCRONS STOLEN FROM NABOO. it was a long trip from there to CORUSCANT, but well worth the trip. things had swung in his favor, finding interesting bits of information to fill their library with. no doubt that they would be snapped up by knowledge - hungry inquisitors within a matter of hours; that didn't mean that he hadn't held up his end of the mission. bringing back valuables, delivering them straight to the hands of their esteemed bookkeeper. the original, from the early days of the jedi rule. her motives for staying were hazy to SABU, likely for her own survival. her knowledge of the system preceded her use in fighting & the inquisitorius lacked individuals who preferred to indulge themselves in data banks. the vast majority of them were hungry for power in other ways, finding their honor through bloodshed. someone like her was far more useful than they could weigh upon.

dropping the bag on the counter in front of her, it seems that he was interrupting her while she had her nose in a book. his boots weighed heavily on the tiled floor, announcing his arrival before he had the manners to do so. the sith were not known for their upstanding manners, or their kindness. he was far less grouchy than the majority of the brothers & sisters above him; perhaps, because he hadn't lost himself fully to the order of things yet. ❝ you'll find these are all fresh titles. gathered from gal'otha on naboo, they should hold value within the sith records. surely, you can feel it from them as well. ❞ he didn't need to mention the fact that gal'otha was deceased after this encounter, robbed of all of his fortune. SABU WAS WEARING HIS BLOOD AS HE ENTERED THE FRAY. there was no time for cleaning up, he wanted to deliver his findings with haste. after he was done with her, he would report to the GRAND INQUISITOR, so that the texts could be looked over by the eyes of the one in charge. ❝ perfect condition. they might not be complete, but what is new about that? ❞

@shishigirls ( UMEKI ) / STAR WARS STARTER.

[saburaito]

❝ I'M NOT AFRAID OF GETTING DIRTY, however, ❞ looking at the mess that they had ahead of them, he doesn't know if there is an end to it. the entirety of RAMSHACKLE DORM is covered in cobwebs & dust, their work was certainly cut out for them. ❝ i don't like staying in dirty places. ❞ holding his broom at his side, he leans on it some as he talks. ❝ if we are going to be forced to stay here, the least we can do is take pride in it. so, you better be ready to pull up your sleeves. both of you. ❞ his eyes gaze between CHIASA & GRIM. expecting the assistance from both of them in his cleaning idea. they didn't have magic on their side for the endeavor, which was only going to make it harder; but no one was willing to lend them a helping hand. call them the black sheep of the school. there was a reason that they were cast off into a DORM that was so far off from the rest.

@shishigirls ( CHIASA ) , TWISTED WONDERLAND STARTER CALL.

[saburaito]

UNDERSTANDING is an emotion that he doesn't anticipate to receive. thinking that his selfish ideals would only get him a look of disproval. most would consider his plots a foolish fantasy - one that he could consider for as many years as he wanted, but it was all hopeless in the end. to say that he was a dreamer was an overstatement. he had ambitions, too many to keep contained. the truth wasn't difficult to get from him, not with his emotions displayed so plainly on his facial features. SABU WAS ROTTEN AT THE CORE, one could learn that through a simple interaction with him. he was missing something deep inside, something that most people had. perhaps, it could be tied to affectionate parents; or other means in which he was raised. it was difficult to pin point just where he had gone wrong. placing him in the hands of someone devious as her was dangerous. she would give him the means to settle his debts; to get what he wanted. when his wants were so dangerous to the fate of an entire kingdom. ❝ i wish to kill the king & queen. ❞ speaking barely above a whisper, he cannot allow the rest of the tavern to hear of his treachery. ❝ it's not about revenge, getting equal means not to me. ❞ picking up the glass in front of him, he twirls the liquid inside with a languid motion. ❝ i deserve the throne. certainly, you see what i am getting at. i've sat waiting for far too long. i cannot play their games any longer. ❞

     ethereal   features   softened   into   something   akin   to   understanding,   for   though   his   mask   hid   most   of   his   face,   the   prince   could   do   little   to   conceal   his   magic   from   her.   celestial   mana   gently   brushed   against   the   other,   barely   noticeable   as   the   witch   probed   the   prince   for   an   honest   answer.   molten   amber   glinted   with   amusement   as   silken   flesh   curled   into   something   feral.   finally,   the   truth   at   last.   many   a   mage   sought   out   the   famed   witch   for   knowledge   &&   power,   eager   to   devour   as   much   as   possible.   yet   those   who   could   leave   were   left   disappointed   &&   properly   chastised.   she   knew   not   what   piqued   her   interest   in   the   prince's   plight,   but   she   would   hear   him   out,   nonetheless.   ❝   finally,   darling.   i   would   think   that   your   endeavor   to   rule   your   kingdom   will   be   a   bloody   one.   &&   far   more   interesting   than   simply   watching   from   the   side.   tell   me.   what   is   it   you   planned   to   do   once   you   had   access   to   such   celestial   powers   ??   ❞

[saburaito]

HIS CONFIDENCE WAS DIFFICULT TO SHATTER, built up over years of going undefeated by nature. he couldn't say that it posed a threat to him, not as long as he had his saberstaff on hand. he was able to take down any creatures with strict efficiency. learned through honing his talents to be something deadlier than the rest of the world. he could tell that OBI WAN didn't take well to his overconfidence, knowing that this was merely a means to his end. it wasn't about protecting him as a whole, it was about delivering him to his end in other ways. he needed to bring the man to his death bed; through delivering him to DARTH VADER himself. ❝ i will protect you within reason, but do not think for once that we are friends. i will bring you LORD VADER, no matter what the cost is. this is merely another step in our journery. failure is not an option. ❞ he knows this, because if he was to show his face to LORD VADER without OBI WAN at his heel, he would face deathly consequences. there was no excuse for losing the man that they had searched night & day for.

igniting his saber on a whim, he sees the animal jump out on them immediately. OBI WAN has lost his saber in the wreckage; this battle is completely on himself. swiftly making his first move, he goes for the jugular. the creature doesn't pose much of a fight for how aggressive that it seems. one slash to the neck & it is left on the ground spasming. ❝ a minor intrusion. we will have many. ❞ SABU speaks calmly. as if he has not just fought; his lightsaber dulls after a moment. there is a moment of calm to be had, ❝ continue moving, we don't have time to spare. ❞ ( @lightfaithed )

[saburaito]

❝ DO I LOOK LIKE I CAME HERE TO DO RUNNING? ❞ scoffing at the mere thought of it, he is disgusted to learn that there is still physical education in a school made for those with magical talents. to think, they would still try & get him to play something as stupid as football. except, it wasn't necessarily that. they were calling it spelldrive. it required the use of magic, which he didn't have, & he wasn't looking to be the weakest member on the field. ❝ i'll sit out this one, i can handle one failing grade. here, GRIM can be my stand in. ❞ practically kicking the demon in his direction, he was more than happy to offer up the cat for the game in place of himself.

@b-sozoku / TWISTED WONDERLAND STARTER CALL.

[saburaito]

❝ YOU LOOK COLD, i suppose you weren't expecting this kind of outing. ❞ walking alongside of them, his footsteps against cold pavement. the night was still young, by SABU'S TERMS, but the majority of the city had run quiet. ❝ i heard about what happened, it must have been bad. how are you holding up? ❞

@fcllederage / SMALL STARTER CALL.

[saburaito]

❝ THERE IS NO ROOM FOR DOUBTS, not here. ❞ he speaks in hushed tones. ❝ the chancellor knows everything that goes on. keep your doubts close. lock them beneath everything else, brother. ❞

@tapalslegacy / SMALL STARTER CALL.

[saburaito]

LOUNGING BENEATH HIS BLACK UMBRELLA, it was a comfortable day at the beach with his girlfriend. the two of them understood how the other preferred to enjoy themselves. neither of them all too eager to go touch the water. he was laying there with his eyes closed, relaxing in the heat of the sun. the shade was something that he took great caution to, not wanting to end up with a burn. listening to the sound of CHIASA moving next to him, he cracks open one eye. ❝ you want to reapply your sunscreen? here, let me help you. ❞ moving from the comfort of his spot, he grabs the bottle of sunscreen for her. knowing that CHIASA took excellent care of her skin, she wasn't the type who would allow herself to get burned, no matter how much that she was enjoying herself that day. sitting in the sand behind her, he gets ready to start at her back, waiting for her to move her hair out of the way.

BEACH STARTER for @shishigirls