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Made a silly little tweet for Cal Kestis week day 2 for the Bogling prompt
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animatedjen · 1 day
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Cal Kestis Week Day 2 :: A Rigged Game
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breakfastteatime · 1 day
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Today's Survivor request is for @minpage - Laundry.
“Alright, kid, hand ‘em over.”
Cal stares at Greez, trying to pick up what he’s putting down. It’s no good. “What?”
Greez makes a ‘gimmie’ motion with all his hands – flesh and mechanical. “Gimmie your bloody, dusty, guts-stained clothes. I gotta do a load of laundry as it is, so might as well add your stuff to it.”
“I don’t… I don’t have anything to change into,” Cal admits. He barely keeps from scuffing the toes of one boot back and forth. “I left everything on the Mantis.”
“Not everything.” Greez nods to a section of the clothes rack containing (an alarming number of) his old flight suits. “See the cubby on the top? You’ll find what you need in there.”
Curious now, Cal reaches, wincing as something grinds in his shoulder. One of these days something in that joint is going to tear, and then he’ll really be in trouble. His hand finds something soft, and he pulls out a set of old sweats. His old sweats. The ones bearing the Briove Albion zero-g football team logo. They went to a game years ago and Greez bought sweeats for him, insisting everyone needed to own at least one piece of sporting memorabilia. Merrin got a set too. Cere, it turned out, had a shirt for Briove’s biggest rival team, Diamond Castle.
“Get changed and leave everything you’re wearing outside the door,” Greez says. “I’ll grab it later.”
“I feel bad,” Cal says, shrugging out of his jacket. “I turn up and you start working.”
Some things never change, BD muses.
“It’s all good, kid,” Greez says. “Besides, what will people think of my hospitality if you go back out there looking like that?”  
Cal looks down at himself, sees the grime of travel and the scars of battle. He smiles, feels how faint it is. “Can’t have that,” he murmurs.
“Exactly. So, get changed and get some sleep. We’ll worry about a shower in the morning.”
He’s saying you smell, BD comments helpfully.
“Thanks, BD, I get it.”
“And have this.” Greez leaves a medkit on the bed.
“Which one of us is the Jedi again?” It’s a weak joke.
“Forgot how well I know you, huh?”
“Never.”
“Go on, get some rest.”
Greez heads out. Cal carefully (painfully) sheds his layers. He applies a couple layers of bacta, pops a couple of painkillers at BD’s insistence, gathers up his clothes and dumps them outside his door. Rolling into bed, Cal closes his eyes.
Feels good to be home.
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voidcat-senket · 2 days
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Cal Kestis Week: Sunday - TOUCH
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Image taken by AnimatedJen
They form a circle around Cal- not for any ritualistic reason, but because it is the simplest way to be close to him. BD-1 sits close to his right knee, his head turned up to watch Cal with his legs stretched out in front of him. She has seen the droid take this position before, when Cal was meditating. Occasionally, the droid bumps his head against Cal, making a small, plaintive sound. She and Greez are before Cal, Greez standing and her crouched. Kata sits a little further back and to Cal’s left, hugging her legs to her Bode stands behind Cal, Dagan’s unlit saber still gripped in his right hand, his expression stony and his presence a blank as he stares at Cal’s red hair, saying nothing. Cal squirms and snarls and gnashes his teeth, the green light in his eyes sickly, his face contorted with fury. The Koboh matter solidified around his form, however, holds steadfast, no matter how much he fights to break from it. It is not the crystalline dark purple that BD-1 usually expels, but a bright, electric violet, pulsing with power. It winds around and around Cal’s arms and torso like a rope, holding his clenching hands tight against his thighs where they have left him kneeling.
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The creature within Cal must be expelled
Chapter Seven of A Spirit Sleeping Somewhere Cold
SUMMARY: When Cal dies at Bode's hand on Tanalorr, Merrin uses her magick to resurrect him. But Tanalorr is more than it seems, and it's been waiting millenia for its chance to escape its prison- and when Merrin invites Cal's spirit to return to his body, it's more than happy to hitch a ride.
TAGS: POV Merrin, Resurrection, resurrection gone wrong, Planet Tanalorr, Eldritch Tanalorr, Haunted Tanalorr, Temporary Character Death, Angst with a Happy Ending, Found Family, BAMF Merrin, Best Big Sister Merrin, Canon-Typical Violence, Post-Game(s), Post-Canon Fix-It, Somebody Lives/Not Everyone Dies, Happy Ending, Cal/Merrin, Cal/Bode
NOTE: This fic was inspired by the photo mode images taken by @animatedjen and @flammabel on a very specific spot on Tanalorr, find Jen's instructions here!
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Cere: What are the hardest things to say?
Trilla: I was wrong.
Cal: I need help.
Greez: Worcestershire sauce.
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stealingpotatoes · 5 months
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how are tl4j celebrating life day this year?
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(commission info // kofi support!)
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swsource · 4 months
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STAR WARS LO-FI PLAYLIST
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calkestis · 9 months
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#one chaotic found family
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sketchupnfries · 1 month
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Some more Fantasy Wizard AU sketches of the Mantis crew since I wanted to draw more of my Jedi Survivor AU.
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necr0mancers · 11 months
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dude has no game
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astralpaint · 10 days
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Mantis Crew Selfie 🤳
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animatedjen · 7 days
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Cere and Cordova visit Pyloon's Saloon | Jedi Survivor (mod)
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thelvadams · 1 year
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Cal and the original Mantis crew in JEDI: SURVIVOR
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dragonpyre · 1 month
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Cal Kestis headcanon: because of his years of unsupervised living on Bracca, he has horrible eating and sleeping habits. He'll be up at 2 am chugging caf for no reason and thinking ration bars count as a meal. Greez is having an aneurysm. Cere is horrified. Merrin sees nothing wrong with this.
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galasgamingcorner · 9 months
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Any word from Cal? No, nothing yet.
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