#vscyla lumere

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VSCYLA “SCY’ARLA TUVII” LUMERE. CODENAME: CIPHER NINE. 

(THE DEFECTOR)

being found as the mastermind behind a group of republic defectors on balmorra, vscyla lumere was arrested under the clause of defection. however, imperial intelligence had recognized her as a worthy cipher agent after her actions on the weapon planet. given the chance to leave everything behind for a life of espionage and lies, vscyla has turned her back on the corrupt republic military. given a new identity and arsenal of weapons, scy’arla tuvii has no regrets in leaving her family and faction, and is ready to serve the emperor.

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scy’arla ran through hutta today <3. this really hurts because cy (vscyla) has completely dedicated her life to the empire and the sith, turning her back fully on the republic. while it’s fun to be as ruthless as possible, cy questions her morals somedays. kaliyo’s chaotic energy and keeper’s grasp on her actions begin to make her feel claustrophobic.

plotting her and xev’heng’s reunion.

ALSO with lodenth he said her full name on this account, scy’arla devereux??? no other character in-game ever mentions your name n im the big confused.

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part 13, alone together. (elara & xev’heng)

finished off the trooper storyline for the second time and it only gets better! i know i’ve said this about other romances, but elara dorne’s romance is the best and you can fuckin’ fist fight me about it. she’s so precious and this game was meant for cowards that when (and if) i run synntai she can’t romance her.

written: 9.1.19. words: 2,864.

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character song: love you like a love song, selena gomez

character file: xev'heng lumere, major of havoc squad.

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three years ago.

when she asked to be given some time alone, xev'heng wasn't sure exactly what she was implying. and, it seems as if elara didn't either.

seventy-three minutes. tops.

xev'heng will be the first to admit he rarely knew what to do with downtime. reasoning being? he never has any. havoc takes up so much of his time that besides his scheduled sleep (starting at 22:00 and ending at 5:00, usually.), he's always working. hakio keeps him busy, not to say she isn't always busy herself, but like her, he likes to stay that way. his days have been captured with training ryean and synntai (both more chaotic than they seemed, hence why the result outweighed the calculated risk of taking another demolition specialist and commando on to havoc) and keeping himself in tip top shape. general rakton isn't going to wait for him to finish his holovid. the faster they can take him down, the safer the republic is going to be.

that's...also to say maybe he's let his budding relationship with elara take the backseat.

hence why he's pacing back and forth in his own quarters waiting for her to return (most likely changing out of her armor), pondering on what to spend their time doing. his mind flickers for a moment before returning to more, pg themes. what does elara like to do? she's always happy to see him, sparing any moment to be with him, even for just a minute. any other time, he catches her working on something. it's not to say he assumes she doesn't relax at all, but then again...

what do aric and hakio do? he almost shakes the thought from his head, before really considering it. he and the others in havoc are all aware of their relationship, but have never been privy to any pda they may have engaged in. they're always rushing around to do some sort of mission, working alongside each other and trusting the other with their lives. his commanding officer seems so put together, he's sure their relationship is rock-hard stable.

but how? and why? both of their tempers run so high, he's curious if they've been leading the crew on that they're really together. but, he's never caught them arguing with one another. it's always compliments on the other's shot, fixing things together, going on early morning runs together when they stay on coruscant. the cathar and cyborg woman always seem so happy with each other, like nothing could go wrong and there's no possibility they could die tomorrow.

he's shaken out of his intruding thoughts when he hears a light knock on his door. "sir?"

he tries not to seem too excited when he gets up, slowing his steps when he reaches the door. it slides open after he presses a button, and he steps aside to prompt her to enter. she does so, and gives him a nervous grin in response. "the captain isn't exactly enjoying these forms. he grumbled all the way back to the weapon's locker."

"and the colonel?" he asks jokingly. how would hakio react? the hot headed woman never exactly enjoyed forms or doing things legally when she could get away with it. updating all of her forms would definitely make her a lot more irritable later.

"she gave me a knowing look and mentioned something about her distracting the captain long enough to fill it out fully." she chuckles, "i believe that means my original guess may have been incorrect."

"guess we have more time than we thought." they both stand awkwardly for a moment, unsure of their next moves. "seventy three minutes or more...we could watch a holo for a bit? it'd be over long before jorgan's finished with the forms."

"that sounds nice...xev." she fumbles with his name for a moment, rather foreign on her lips. spoken with such a beautiful articulation of an imperial accent, he smiles. elara doesn't often refer to him by anything but his title, and it sounds..pretty, even. "did you have one in mind?"

"not exactly. would you rather pick?" he asks, sitting on his bed as elara turns to the small terminal he has. "i haven't watched anything in years."

"i'd like that." she says, softly sitting next to him before he prompts her to sit back next to him against the pillows. it's a long while before the decide on one, a muted action flick neither admits to seeing before. it's been so long since xev'heng sat down to really watch one that he misses when he and vscyla used to watch them together as children. how she would shush him from time to time when he asked too many questions, when she made them snacks. when she smiled with a gap through her two front teeth, and said she'd earned the gap from a fight with a monster.

he tries not to frown at the thought as he tries to relax.

it isn't until halfway through the movie that he lets his eyes wander from the terminal to the blonde woman next to him. she's let her hair down from it's usually severely tied bun, and the curls fall around her shoulders. as typical as it is, her lounges are clean and stitched from where they may have ripped. she holds herself carefully, sitting up straight as her eyes remain glued to the blue projection. sometimes without her armor, xev'heng sees a fragile woman. he sees her scars that the durasteel hides along her arms and face. he sees the sky blue eyes that have seen the world a million times over, and the delicate but worn hands that have patched up people and simutaneously said goodbye to those who left the galaxy much too soon.

she's beautiful.

it's not like this is the first time he's been alone with her her. they've been off and on...'together', but with both of them being the medic to a less than cautious team (he can't even count on both of his hands how many times their CO has come back with some catastrophic injury and shrugs at it until she collapses, or worse.) and just being part of havoc pulls them away from each other. somedays, he forgets. somedays, he doesn't walk by the medbay just so he doesn't have to tell her he doesn't have any time left for her.

somedays, he doesn't want to tell her he's hurting, that another injury has put him on the sidelines. that someone's died he was unable to save. he wants to see her smile, he wants to see her relax.

just, something about her makes everything better.

he doesn't mean to stare, but her colbalt blue eyes catch his and her pale cheeks turn a rosy shade of red. "did you need something, xev?"

"n-no." he says (y'know, like the liar he is), as she turns back to the terminal. he tries to focus again on the holo, but every little shift, every little hair brush reminds him that she is beautiful, and smart. a warrior on the battlefield, well-versed in medical history and knowledge.

and she took time out of her day to watch some old holovid with him.

his hand moves from where it was beside him to hook into hers, lacing their fingers together. she tenses for a moment, first looking at their hands and then up at him. a shaky grin crosses his face as she leans against his shoulder. holo forgotten, she relaxes against him and tightens her grasp. xev raises her knuckle to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of her hand before allowing it to drop back to her side in between them.

it's the small gestures that get him. he likes to feel her warm hand in between his as quiet explosions rage across the projection. her hair tickles his lekku welcomingly, and his typically cool body is warmed by her presence.

"i love you, elara." he whispers. at first, he's not sure she's heard him, but she turns to face him in answer.

"i love you too, xev." she responds. she presses a light kiss to his cheek before returning her head to his shoulder. he smiles, and leans back a bit into the pillows. "i promise you that i always will."

"and ever, and ever, and ever?" he asks, grinning as she chuckles.

"and ever, and ever, and ever." she nods, as he turns to kiss her, pressing herself into him further. there's no real intention behind it, but somehow she ends up in his lap, arms around his neck as she presses her forehead to his. he calms immediatly before she looks at him directly. "i did my research."

and somehow, he knows immediatly what she's talking about.

and he loves her for it.

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present time.

"cipher, are you sure this was the brightest idea?" he can hear a hushed imperial accent as he begins to regain consciousness, head pulsing as he tries to keep any food down. he's nauseous and exhausted. "he is little more than a figurehead, we suppose we'll garner attention we do not wish to have."

"i don't believe that is the case, vector. research says he is a war hero. we should be cautious." another, more feminine voice answers.

"bugboy's right, cy. as much as i want to say this was a good idea to get this off your chest and all, your personal problems shouldn't come in contact with us, or me specifically." another, non imperial female answers. "rubi's gonna kick your ass if she ever leaves her room and finds out about this."

"then let's make sure she doesn't, yes, djannis? cipher nine needs to know nothing about this in her current state." another imperial accent, but this one diluted by another accent. as if they are new to imperial space.

wait.

"not to mention, i'm sure rakton will be pleased we've captured the man who took him into custody in the first place." the same voice answers as he opens his eyes, the dark light of his surroundings blurring most of his vision. trying to stay as still as possible, he finds his hands are bound behind him and feet tied together. the footsteps move in the opposite direction, and they haven't taken his armor off of him. his canon is gone, obviously, as he shifts a bit. "you're sure we weren't followed, ensign?"

"i'm quite sure, cipher." the other imperial voice answers, almost begrudingly. "no republic ships have entered the system since we've taken him aboard."

"is he bugged?" djannis asks skeptically, "don't republic soldiers have armor cams and kriff?"

"doubt it. he took a beating when he came in from the butt of my rifle. if he does, it must be glitched out by now." the main voice, the cipher's answers. "now all of you leave the room. i'm sure he's been listening. when he decides to reveal he's come around, i want to be the first person he sees."

the shuffling of boots across the ground and the closing of a blast door accompanies a finger under his chin as he tries to shrink away from the foreign touch. his eyesight is slowly returning, and a tanned yellow twi'lek stares back at him. "eoh nerra, it's been so long. it would be that we meet on opposite sides of the war, yes?" her voices is deceptively soft, deceptively soothing.

eoh nerra.

"vscyla?" her name flies out of his mouth in a panicked whisper. "what-"

"shhh, eoh nerra. i wouldn't want the others to find out the real reason you're here." his eyes clear fully now, as her yellow skin and lavender yellow eyes twinkle in the darkness of the room. she's dressed prim and proper in an imperial uniform, the black fabric stretched taut across her form as red and blue pins rest on her chest. her lekku hang around her neck, as she used to always have them when she'd been wearing a helmet for an extended period of time.

used to.

when she used to wear the republic's colors.

"why am i here?" he says darkly, struggling against his restraints as they dig into his armored wrists. "i'm a major of the republic military!"

"my, my. you've gotten so far in the galaxy since i saw you last, xevvie." she says, musing as she pulls a vibroknife from a sheath on one of her thighs. it glints in the low light as it dances between her fingers, sharp and deadly. "a major in the republic? nearly my own rank within intelligence i suppose."

"you're a defector!" he says loudly, hoping her companions will hear him, and know of her true nature. to his surprise, she only laughs.

"i am, yes." she smirks, running the blunt edge of the knife under his chin. "they know, everyone knows. and no one cares. i'm one of the most successful cipher agents of this generation, and i didn't need to be brainwashed to do it." she responds, the last sentence a whisper as she switches the way the blade is facing. the silver just barely touches his neck, but with malicious intent behind it, he fears for his life.

he doesn't know what scares him more, the fact she admits it whole heartedly and that there is no cipher among her words to be found, or that her imperial accent sounds so...so natural.

like every part of his milry numa was gone. replaced with that of an imperial soldier.

"what is it, xev? afraid of me? of what i can do to you?" she questions. "what i am?"

"what choices you've made aren't for me to judge." he says, keeping one eye on the knife and another on her. her forehead raises, if she had eyebrows they would raise as well. "these were your choices that you made, to turn on the faction you fought for!"

"you mean the faction that left me to die!" she says, a fire blazing behind her eyes, as the knife digs just a bit too far and punctures his skin. "you mean the faction that thought i didn't matter enough to send an evac for. you mean the faction that saw me as replaceable. the faction that saw me as little more than just a sergeant in the military with no life without them. the faction that was going to let me die on some backwater planet!"

xev'heng doesn't answer, grunting as the blade presses against his neck, leaving a line of a cut across his throat. "i won't forget balmorra. the imperials gave me a way out of an operation that would've gotten me killed. they saw me as much more than just expendable. they saw me as an operative. they saw me as worthy. they took me, trained me. gave me the tools to succeed."

"you're committing treason." he answer as she pulls the knife away, trying to ignore the stinging pain the cut leaves, blood dripping onto his armor as vscyla wipes the vibroknife on the shirt of her midnight black uniform. "they were coming back for you, you just ran out of patience."

"tell me, major. have you ever been stuck in a trench, wondering whether your faction was coming back for you? without rations, watching as your fellow soldiers fell like flies around you? wondering whether the last thing you said to your loved ones would be your last words to them?" she says, her voice and eyes hardening.

"every. damn. day."

"now imagine being twenty. fresh out of the academy, terrified for her life. tell me, eoh nerra. when given the chance to live, even with the chance of defecting, to fight for a faction that cared about you and what you did for them, would you switch sides?"

"no." he grits his teeth as he answers. "i fight for the republic, and always will!"

"blind obedience then. you're little more than a kath hound at heart." she answers, resheating her knife. "as always. it seems you've never changed."

"and if i haven't?"

"i suppose you could be convinced, little one. that, or i could have the likes of vector and the doctor have their way with you." she said, and a shiver ran down his spine at the thought. who was vector? he'd been in the room earlier, vscyla had mentioned his name. but a doctor? was there one? and what would they do to him? "stay there, and don't move a muscle. i'd be disappointed if my present escaped the phantom before i could gift it."

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scy'arla's only thought was that in the time she'd gotten to know cipher nine's companions since her arrival on the phantom was that vector was too much of a sweetheart to do any real damage to her younger brother, and the doctor wouldn't know where to start with the likes of him. however, she could nearly feel the childish fear radiating off of the major, and she smirked. she still had power over him, as she always had.

and this? ran much deeper than fighting for her faction.

blood was always thicker than water.

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translations (in ryl):

eoh merra - little brother

milry numa - older sister

and the forehead touching thing that elara researched? a bit of a headcanon i found while writing this chapter, which is here << i thought it was rather fascinating, and included it. it seems elara would research such a thing for her lover.

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also today,, remade vscyla into an imp. agent bc her story fit it better. really loving this jacket i found on hyenne so i used it on her. at least until i can get an agent’s jacket. i think i remade her pretty well except for her markings because i wasn’t referencing any of her photos when i made her. here’s the gif i made <<

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drabble, slow dancing in the dark (elara dorne && xev’heng)

a quick drabble for elara and xev because i’m a sucker for angst and i recently played through the gauntlet storyline for the trooper. it was supposed to be 600 words or less but i like describing things.

i lied when i said the alts weren’t present in this timeline. i may find a reason that xev is no longer on the thunderclap-

written: 8.6.19. posted to tumblr: 8.7.19. word count: 1,373

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character file: captain xev'heng lumere, lieutenant elara dorne

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they’ve never danced together before. it’s rare they spend much time alone, with the preparations for the attack on the gauntlet and all.

but somehow, she has her head on his shoulder, and they sway back and forth together to the old music. the notes flow over them, they’re horribly off time with the music, but like on the battlefield, they’re in sync. he hasn’t stepped on her toes, she hasn’t stumbled into him.

it’s far from perfect, he knows that.

but it’s good. and that’s all he can ask for.

he intertwines his verdant green hands with her pale, callused palms. they fit together beautifully as she lets him guide her around the small med bay.

xev is afraid he won’t see her again. “a man can’t go his whole life without dancing with a woman.” his sister would say, however old-fashioned it may have sounded, he believed it. the gauntlet could end both their lives, and he’d never get to take her on a proper date. out to a nice restaurant on coruscant, spending the night looking upon the stars, telling each other how much they adore the person they’ve spend the evening with.

if he died, it would be serving the republic. he knows that. he’s dedicated his life to it. but, just…one more day with elara. that’d be perfect.

vscyla would then sarcastically laugh, tossing one of her lekku over her shoulder, “not like my big, regulated brother could get a woman anyways.” before taking another swig of wine straight from the bottle. “not like either of us could find happiness anywhere in this damned galaxy.”

maybe it’s that she’s a gorgeous, human, woman worthy of adoration. that she’s so prim and proper that he was drawn to her. that while she deflected just about every advance he made, she would smile and give him some offhanded comment that would make his heart flutter. dating and flirting was never his strong suit, and never would be. why would it be? he was never the object of anyone’s affection back at the academy, he was the troublemaker, the ruffian, the alien.

“because we’re twi'leks, right? because we’re the aliens, the ones that the republic couldn’t give a shit about?” he would then take the bottle from her and sip from it. it’s bitter, but he chugs it down.

“bingo.”

but she was wrong. his dropout of a sister was wrong, and while it makes him feel horrible for thinking such a thing, his heart swells with happiness. with affection. elara loves him. she’s fond of him. every moment they spend together, whether on the firing range, sparring together, or she’s patching him up for the fifth time that week, is magic. every time he hears her laugh, hears her speak, makes him think he’s on cloud nine.

how it was so unexpected when after a particularily difficult mission, once they’d let the othesr walk ahead of them, she’d kissed him lightly on the cheek before disappearing to help aric with something. he’d frozen for a moment, before smiling to himself.

the song comes to a close, singing out it’s final notes. they come to a soft halt as she steps back from him. they’re both in their lounge clothes, sweatpants with havoc’s symbol emblanzoned on the leg and matching black tank tops. without pounds and pounds of durasteel between them, he can feel that she’s cool, not cold, but cool. cooler than him at least, and it brings him a sort of peace that he can warm her.

she lifts her head, her blue eyes meet his. their lips meet, and it feels as if…as if he’s finally loved. he’s finally found the person who respects him as he is.

xev finally has something, someone, to live for.

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which is why, when he sees the sniper take aim for his girlfriend, he doesn’t even think before dashing in the line of fire. he knows his armor can take it, he prays his armor can take it he holds her in his arms. there’s not enough time to move, and as the shot pierces his armor anyways, her eyes widen as she screams his name.

he wants to tell her it’s going to be okay, but he can already feel the liquid pooling inside his armor. she scrambles to get them behind cover as the imperials takes shots at the crates they hide behind. his vision is getting blurry as she takes her helmet off and slips the offending armor piece off. her colbalt blue eyes are a pool of tears as she whispers something inelligible as his world fades into darkness.

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she can’t hear anything. she keeps a firm finger against the side of his throat the whole time. the shot that was meant for her, pierced only a few inches away from his heart, an exit wound on the edge of his lungs.

damn those imperials with their armor-piercing sniper rifles!

damn her…her boyfriend for being the hero yet again.

elara can’t stop telling him she loves him, that she’s got him. that’s she’ll save him. that he’ll be okay, that he’s going to be just fine. the others won’t be done for a long while, she knows that. her commanding officer is out being a hero, but she just wishes that she’d be back soon. that they could leave this wretched place behind and get lumere- her xev'heng- on the mend and in the medbay as quickly as possible.

elara tries her best not to cry, but here and there a tear betrays her as she works. applying kolto where she can, staunching the bleeding as it spreads on the towels. it’s not the first time she’s had his blood on her hands, and it wouldn’t be the last.

stars, she prays it won’t be the last.

the shooting stops. she raises her head as the alarm starts. “pull out! the op is a success, and i want to see you all back on the thunderclap in the next ten minutes!” the imperials are pulling away as hakio’s voice rings out over the holocom.

“xev, lumere!” she’s trying her best not to jolt him, but he hasn’t regained conciousness. even she knows she won’t be able to lift on the way back. “xev, please…”

turning her holocom on, she steadies her voice. “forex, i require your assistance in getting the captain back to the ship. he’s lost conciousness.”

“understood, sir! however, lieutenant jorgan also requires medical attention! we’ve arrived near the airlock, but he’s sustained heavy injuries.”

stars above. not jorgan too. “i will head for your location, forex. i will need you to retrieve captain lumere as well.”

“roger that!”

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she should be comfortable here. it’s a medical facility, she’s good in these places. sterile, white, smelling of antiseptic.

she should be.

but for the last two weeks, she sits in a waiting room. she does tests, she runs diagnostics. everything is relatively green across the board with not only the lieutenant but also the captain. jorgan is to be discharged in the next couple of days.

hakio is happy. she’s ecstatic, even if she tries to hide it from elara. she doesn’t blame her. she and the lieutenant are close, and she’s already prepping for his return to the thunderclap. he’ll recover quickly once he back among havoc.

xev'heng, he’s barely out of bed. among other injuries, he’s being kept for his blaster wound. there were moments elara was terrified he’d never wake up, even if they keep assuring her that he will. his slow breathing scares her, the scars that mar his face. they’re rough underneath her fingers as he weakly holds onto her.

their song plays again over the hospital speakers. slow, soft. beautiful. she leans into his weak touch as it brushes her cheek. “why did you have to go and be the hero again, xev?”

“because…” he shifts a bit to a take a deep breath in, “i love you, elara.”

she prays it won’t be the last time she holds his hand in hers as he drifts to a restless sleep.

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OC Song Meme

because i dont have any photos of the many otps together, i decided to do a solo song meme for my toons >:)

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THE REPUBLIC.

kiveqil delux

glad you came, the wanted.

i picked this song for kiveqil because it’s most literally his personality. he’s glad he’s found a family in his crew, including his wife, new padawan, doctor, previous wrath and soldier. he’s glad they’re here, he’s glad they’re alive and with him.

una’vi havelzy-kimble

trouble, neon jungle.

i picked this song for una because it’s (again) her entire personality. she’s trouble, and she’s proud of it. as a grey jedi, she no longer follows the jedi code or participates in the jedi order. she accepts she’s teetering on being a sith, and that’s okay. she likes to be trouble, and if people don’t like it, she’ll write them out of her story.

naji iresso

all the stars, kendrick lamar & sza.

i picked this song for naji because she accepts everyone. that they may have come from a less fortunate background, that they’re rich and have no idea what to do with it. that they’re coming back from a spice addiction, that they can’t get close with others, that they’re scared of war and it’s repercussions. as an ambassador to the rift alliance, she’s ready for whatever comes toward her, and is ready to become friends with anyone who’s willing.

ghenkl riggs

level up, ciara.

i picked this song for ghenkl because it literally means she’s leveling up. what past traumas affected her, she’s now moving past them and doing what she loves, and isn’t going to be shamed for it. she’s beautiful, strong, powerful and rich. and stars be damned if anyone’s going to hold her down from reaching the next level.

hyrenne hajak

be careful, cardi b.

i picked this song for hyrenne, because she struggles to keep real relationships (not unlike the kids at my school). she’s too free with who she loves and trusts, and gets too bored too quickly. instead of showing real emotions, she hides behind holos and acting tough. spending credits on lavish things is only to replace the person she wished she could spend them on, and acting tough in front of others is only to replace the fact she can’t protect her lover because she doesn’t have one.

hakiojkl hyperion-jorgan

juice, lizzo.

i picked this song for hakio just because of the fact it literally means she believes she’s beautiful no matter what. though i have yet to touch on it, she is a little bit thicker and more muscular than most woman, leading to a bit of off-putting bullying by men and women alike before she was drafted into havoc. through acception, hakio is a strong, beautiful woman and doesn’t apologize for it.

xev’heng lumere

starboy, the weeknd.

i picked this song for xev’heng because he is a literal starboy. as much as he isn’t innocent, he tried to protect his older sister the best he could before she ran away from the faction that raised him. living among the stars afterwards, xev lets the galaxy take him where it pleases. he doesn’t try to force fate anymore after his meeting with his sister, and what happens, happens.

synntai pakar

change, zach callison.

i picked this song for synntai, because while she has very little character development, she’s strong and never gives up in a fight. while her past has been rather difficult, and struggles get her at every turn, she never puts her head down and is always ready to make a change. synn (or tai) is always trying to make a difference in the galaxy, hence the chosen song.

ryean wystern

boys, lizzo.

i picked this song for ryean, because while it isn’t the point of the song, he believes everyone is beautiful and doesn’t always need someone to lean on. he likes to be the emotional support of havoc, and is also gay. also why i chose this song, as he’s had many lovers throughout the years, but has yet to find the one. he thinks they’re all rather handsome though, short, tall, thinner, thicker. he isn’t ever picky.

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THE EMPIRE.

tri’ama amarillis-quinn

god is a woman, ariana grande.

i picked this song for tri’ama because the song is literally referring to god as a woman. considering the way malavai sees her, i figured this was a good song for the powerful emperor’s wrath. the way she radiates pure power and isn’t afraid to flex it, makes it obvious she’s deserving of this song.

sho’jka tabari

poker face, lady gaga.

i picked this song for sho’jka (or dusk) because of his literal poker face. he doesn’t show his real emotions unless he has to, and often they’re rather out there and amoral. he doesn’t have many friends because of this, and is very cold because he can’t read a room. he is good at sabaac because of it though.

mierrio revel

shameless, camila cabello.

i picked this song for mierrio because it it mostly describes her relationship with andronikos and how freely she shows her love for him. it also shows that she doesn’t care who knows what about her. she’s powerful, and she will not apologize for it.

kavelle valhal

bodak yellow, cardi b.

i picked this song for kavelle because while she is proper, she also doesn’t give a flying fuck about anyone. given, she’s not as per se, traditional (being trained by mierrio, of all people), she’s extremely powerful. nearly on par with ashara and xalek though being years upon years younger, kavelle fights with the spirit of a lion, and happens to also like to seduce men into doing what she wants. a shock of lightning or a night alone usually gets the job done. and with pierce, a trooper and inquisitor can get a lot done together.

theksevoy li’ui

16 shots, stefflon don.

i picked this song for thek because while it is powerful as fuck, it’s also about a girl protecting her mom. as bloodthirsty as he seems, thek just wants to protect his motley crew and family, and will do anything to keep them safe. hence why i selected this song for him.

ba’shira cadera

cool for the summer, demi lovato.

i picked this song for ba’shira because it’s her whole personality. she’ll party all night long, and rarely if ever cares what others think about her. she’ll drink, she’ll drive (not in that order), she’ll definitely get down with you. but, she always returns to torian in the end, and has never cheated. she’ll party all summer long if she could, and works to make her cash in the end.

rubiksi delux

nightmare, halsey.

i picked this song for rubikisi because her life really has been a nightmare. nothing goes right for her, from being abandoned as a baby to being taken in by her siblings who eventually disappeared in a plume of flames. being taken by the empire didn’t help either, and she’s accepted that her life is a literal nightmare. as much as her crew tries to help, she knows she isn’t special, and is just waiting until the day she can go to sleep eternally, and finally be free of this nightmare.

vscyla ‘scy’arla’ lumere

other friends, sarah stiles ft. zach callison, dedee magno hall, estelle and michaela dietz.

i picked this song for vscyla because it details the fact that she got left behind. the republic didn’t care to come and get her, and of course she turned to the dark side. so absolutely angry, she fought back, becoming part of intelligence. though it’s an absolute bop, it’s rather depressing. she hates the way the story ended, and is fighting back against it with brutal force. she brings others into it, even though they had nothing to do with it, and isn’t afraid to hurt herself in the process.

•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•

THE ALLIANCE.

pretta kachsi

i have questions, camila cabello.

i picked this song for pretta because she has so many questions. why did kal leave her? why couldn’t he just stick it out with her? why did marr pick her, of all people? why was she put in carbonite and not left to die? why was she chosen to be the outlander, when there were so many others to do that job? why doesn’t kal love her anymore?

kal malik

sunflower, post malone & swae lee.

i picked this song for kal because as dangerous as he can be, he’s a true sunflower. he’s been through hell and back not only with the imperial intelligence and sith empire, but also with an abusive family and eventually, an abusive wife that didn’t treat him right. but now, he has a loving boyfriend and good friends, while also trying to reconcile with pretta. as much as the alliance can throw at him, he’ll always be the sunflower in the darkness.