#alootus

[djaerin]

HONOR, a mandalorian is nothing without it, there is no debt not to be honored, not word given to not be kept. a request from peli, a not so subtle reference to the last time she had helped him without asking for a thing and a nod has been a given : this is the way. a passenger, no question to be asked, a certain sum of credits and only the request to evade the main routes. that much he could do. bounties are usually stored away, not many passengers really in his line of business and din has never really been one for small talks. or talking really.

still, a debt is to be honored and he finds himself with a woman on his ship that looks like she holds so many secrets in the brown of her hues. « it'll take three days to get to your destination. there are rations and you can take my cot, @alootus » a bit of hesitancy is shown, weight moving from one feet to the other as his helmet remains fixated on her face. din would have rather have fought a whole army than feel as inadequate as he feels now. « i'll be in the cockpit if you need anything. »

#alootus #starter. #verse : canon. #( here you go ✨ )

[spokewar]

@alootus cont. sowwy

"Me? I'm fine . . . it was years ago, but this is not my first war." Compared to the current state of the galaxy, it would have been satire to compare his experience on Melida/Daan to now with his attack battalion. Before, he had been a child with no training, no lightsaber, and hardly a stake to claim in any battle. He hadn't known all the faces he'd fought, lived, and worked with for all those months. Once, he'd thought he would have the imprint of every child's last fleeting moments seered into his mind, but minds were finite things and he hadn't the room to remember everyone who had fought and died beside him. Now, as a fully developed Jedi, death showed its colors differently. There no longer faces he would forget with years gone by, there were small flecks within the Force that would go missing and remain that way forever. The energy aboard the Negotiator was something akin to a puzzle, there was no simply forgetting it when a piece went missing, and no other piece could perfectly replace it, as much as he tried to make it happen.

It was testing his morals, working with the clones who were born with no choice but to fight or die. But with so many battles to wage, Obi-Wan knew he could not pour his efforts into thousands of men who looked to him for steady guidance and not an wavering humanitarian. The best way to help them was to win the war and as much as he would hate to admit it, he knew he was an integral part of it. Possibly, even to blame for it as well. "I mean no offense, but I find it easier to handle when I'm not . . . here, in the heart of it all. So much of this city remains untouched, I think some of the officials forget there is even a war out there at all. They'll ask me questions as if I am telling some grand story and not a tragedy in the make."

#hello love sorry for the late reply i figure i should move this to a new thread #alootus #o7 #timeline: main.

[forceblinded]

@alootus

This might be a new low for Rein, but Arkken's left her no other option. The Royal Naboo Security Forces are of no help to her, citing regulation upon regulation as to why they can't provide her with the information she needs to track her target. She's not the type to bluff her way through these things — her actual work never quite asks that of her.

No matter which way she chooses to look at it ( whether it be through the eye of a pragmatist, a noble soul or a frightened child — all sides of herself at present ), she'd hoped to meet the Senator under different circumstances. Better circumstances, in fact.

As the double doors to her left slide open, opening up the pathway between the hall and the Senator's office, Rein rises and follows one of the guards inside. Once presented as 'Knight Vale' and left ( relatively ) alone, Rein bows just slightly — formally, but not stiffly. ❛ Senator Amidala. Thank you for making time to see me. ❜

#alootus #❛ thread / rein li vale. #❛ setting / main. #❛ timeline / clone wars. #aaa i'm so excited!!!

[lightfaithed]

@alootus

Coruscant's upscale federal district was not a place Obi-Wan visited often. On the rare occasions that he met with Senators, he liked it to be less oppulent and private, and more public and accessible. He did try his best to stay out of politics, but at times, it was unavoidable that he had to go attend a dinner with someone who wanted to discuss very important matters with the famous Negotiator and who was too much of a boon for the Order to have their wish denied.

This was a very different kind of visit, it was born from an invitation that made Obi-Wan quite happy. He made his way up the large Senator apartment complex, riding the elevator, because he wanted to, not because he had to. In his hands was a small box with tea probably only half as fine as what Padmé usually had access to, but he enjoyed it greatly and he was sure, so would she.

When he stepped out of the elevator, he was met with Threepio. As usual, the droid was mildly stressed and flustered (why did Anakin program him to be this way?), but welcomed Obi-Wan and lead him inside the spacious apartment.

"Good day to you," he greeted happily when he spotted her. She looked as flawless as she always did, but there was a more comfortable aspect to her getup. This was her home after all, and he felt honoured that he got to see Padmé and not Senator Amidala. He raised the box. "I come with gifts."

#alootus #v: clone wars #t h e m <3

[sorehsu]

just over a week after his return from zigoola , still confined to the halls of healing obi-wan has begun to grow restless. he has never been the best of patients , though he does as instructed by the healers ( most of the time ) and rarely complains. still , he has a long ways to go before he is permitted back at the front , where he should be -- and if he is truthful with himself , a long way to go before he feels well enough. he is still greatly weakened , easily tired , prone to nosebleeds and continued seizures.

he has had visitors -- namely anakin , ahsoka , bail , masters windu and yoda -- but this one comes as rather a surprise. she would almost be a welcome one , if not for the worry already on her face and the knowledge that she had seen him at his lowest. not that he's too much better off now.

" hello , @alootus. " carefully , slowly , he hefts himself into a sitting position , and casts about for something to say , ideally a clever quip to make her forget her concern. all he manages is , " i did not expect you. "

#alootus #i. i rewind the tape but all it does is pause ‚ on the very moment all was lost ‚ writing. #ii. the end of the age of heroes ‚ v / the clone wars. #hope this is ok!

[jcdiism]

- ̗̀  too close to home. / @alootus   ̖́-

        as  the  sleek  republic  transport  ship  cuts  through  the  silent  expanse  of  space,  obi-wan  kenobi's  gaze  lingers  on  senator  amidala,  her  presence  standing  out  as  a  symbol  of  resilience  amidst  uncertainty  in  these  troubling  times.  indeed,  the  troubles  of  the  clone  wars  have  only  grown  more  and  more  tumultuous  as  events  continued,  filling  obi-wan  with  a  sense  of  trepidation  towards  what  may  be  awaiting  at  the  zenith  of  such  a  political  storm  of  unrest,  which  quickly  felt  nearer  and  nearer  with  each  passing  dispute  seeming  to  constantly  escalate  into  conflict.  this  conflict  in  particular  had  called  for  the  diplomatic  skills,  and  position,  of  the  senator  especially,  considering  the  close  proximity  of  such  events  to  her  own  planet  and  jurisdiction.    ❝    𝙥𝙖𝙙𝙢𝙚́ ,    ❞    he  murmurs,    ❝    i  fear  the  situation  on  veruna  may  be  more  𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞  than  we  anticipated;  the  miners'  protests  speak  of  a  DEEPER UNREST.  we  must  tread  carefully.    ❞   

         for  some  time  now,  one  of  naboo's  moons  of  veruna  had  been  mined  for  its  medicinal  resources  found  deep  within  the  planet's  crust  -  and  for  much  of  this  time,  there  had  been  no  sign  of  discontent  amongst  those  who  chose  to  work  in  such  mines.  however,  with  the  recent  release  of  toxic  fumes  from  within,  thus  now  requiring  all  inhabitants  to  don  breathing  masks  to  survive, and  the  increased  danger  and  deterioration  of  working  conditions, it  has  caused  a  severe  uptick  in  the  protests  from  the  miners  for  greater  shares  of  profits,  and  more  overall  incentives  to  continue  working.  although  it  sounded  like  a  regular,  run-of-the-mill  worker's  union  dispute,  something   didn't  feel  quite  right  to  obi-wan . . . and  the  council  must  have  felt the same,  deeming  it  necessary  he  escort  the  senator.  at  the  very  least,  it  would  most  definitely  be  deemed  𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  that  nobody  but  those  considered  allies  should  be  residing  so  close  to  amidala's  own  planet  of  naboo.                 the  naboo  moon  looms  on  the  horizon,  a  palpable  tension  hanging   in  the  air,  thick  as  the  𝐓𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐂 𝐌𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐀  that  cloaks  the  landscape  below.  the  sickly  greenish  hue  of  the  atmosphere  casts  an  eerie  pall  over  the  surface,  obscuring  the  once  vibrant  beauty  of  the  moon.  obi-wan's  thoughts  swam  in  the  deep  ocean  of  ruminations  visible  in  blue  hues,  drifting  to  the  miners -  their  labor  a  poignant  reminder  of  the  𝙄𝙉𝙀𝙌𝙐𝘼𝙇𝙄𝙏𝙄𝙀𝙎  that  could  plague  society  right  under  their  very  noses.  eyes  hover  over  to  the  senator,  expecting  that  she,  too,  must  have  been  deeply  concerned  as  to  how  this  conflict  was  seemingly  not  brought  to  her  attention  by  the  senate sooner.    ❝    we  must  proceed  with  caution,    ❞    he    says,    preparing  his  breathing  apparatus  as  landing  was  now  imminent.    ❝    the  stakes  are  high,  and  any  missteps  could  exacerbate  the  tension,    ❞    he  begins  to  warn  in  a  jedi  master's  tone  of  authority,  almost  as  though  he  were  talking  to  anakin  for  a  moment,  to  which  he  quickly  felt  unnecessary  to  state  around  the  senator  herself,  who  he  was  sure  understood  very  well  the  gravity  of  the  conversations  they  were  about  to  undergo.    ❝    . . . at  the  forefront,  we  must  discern  the  𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞  of  this  conflict.    ❞

#alootus #⦅ *✵ ⦆ — the most difficult trial a jedi must face is to look inside oneself. often we see things we don't like. ; WAR VERSE.

[nightmdic]

"I haven't exactly visited a place like this since. . .probably before I started as a medic; it's beautiful here."

@alootus

#alootus #(continues to use my single st icon) #✚ REPUBLIC MEDIC ON DUTY ( SW VERSE )

[tapalslegacy]

❤️, that contains everything.

MEME HERE. (ACCEPTING)

MILLA YOU ARE SO SWEET TO ME & HAVE TREATED ME SO WELL???

You are one of my favorite blogs, as well! It's always so fun to write with you, and our threads always make me so soft. I love the opportunity you give me to write a soft side of Cal. Your writing always inspires me to be creative with my words!! It's been a pleasure having met you and being able to write with you. You are one of the greatest writers I've met in my experience of roleplay!! Thank you, endlessly!! I am so grateful for you.

#alootus #answered

[capthcwzer]

" YOU ALL ARE certainly braver than me, " howzer shifts his helmet between his palms, rolling it slightly as he stands on full alert. its a comfort to him -- the bucket meant security -- but he never particularly enjoyed having it on all the time, especially when the only fight to be won was simple conversation. he's on coruscant to keep an eye on ryloth's own senator, but found the conversations getting more & more droll by the minute. if he doesn't find something to do, he risks falling asleep on his feet. luckily, naboo's senator has a friendly face.

" i can't image giving speeches for a living. " the statement is paired with genuine admiration, despite its simplicity.

@alootus // s.c.

#alootus #*ic // clone wars. #{hello friend! let me know if i need to change anything!}

[animcsus]

@alootus asked:

‘ to fight monsters, we created monsters of our own. ‘ / to hevy ! Accepting

He hadn't met her before, not really. He'd heard the whispers, and heard of her movements within the senate, but he didn't focus on it. His focus was always on what he could do next to become an ARC trooper. His batch mates seemed to have made it to that before he managed to. Their success wouldn't slow him down, he couldn't afford to let it. For now, he attention snapped back to the woman, brown eyes trained on her while she spoke. He was silent enough, knowing that he was supposed to be on his best behavior.

A quiet hum left him, head tilting slightly before he shifted his stance. "If you mean the ones in the senate, then I would agree with you, Ma'am." He wasn't entirely sure what more he was allowed to say, truthfully. Echo was always the one that did better around the senators... and at the moment, Fives was busy with another battalion. So here he was.

#alootus #TH :\\ Ic #TH :\\ Vers; Survival #[ Sorry it's a little short ] #[ Also thank you for sending this in! ]

[valorums]

❝ i did what i had to do ! ❞ / unprompted, maybe they're talking about shi'al's dad and all that ?

── ⠀⠀@alootus

⠀⠀[ ⠀⠀ FROM an unprompted ask⠀⠀]

BETRAYAL dug its POISONED CLAWS into her heart and clung fast, even amidst the futile advocacy of SENSE. the SONGBIRD’S lips press into a thin line of disapproval, pinning her FLOWER to the nearby wall with her piercing cerulean hues. within her soul, a CIVIL WAR rages between LOGIC and EMOTION.

⠀ NO GOOD DEED was more SINFUL than this egregious CONCEALMENT. although shi’al would indeed fight TOOTH and NAIL to defend her father when insults became personal, she was nevertheless more than aware of his shortcomings as a leader. finis valorum was a good man, albeit misguided and entirely oblivious to the art of detecting SHATTERPOINTS within the political scene. neither heiress nor patriarch actively anticipated this abrupt maneuver, let alone its origins from one that they regarded as an honorary member of their family. it was THIS crucial fact which saw a devastating HURRICANE make landfall upon house valorum and which set shi’al’s fiery temper ablaze, thus awakening the dragon from its slumber atop the treasure that it fiercely protected. shi’al’s nails dug into the palms of her gentle hands, fingers curling into fists from their sanctuary at her side.

after an interlude of silence eerily resembling ETERNITY, shi’al applied enough restraint upon her soul to enable the most SIMPLE of utterances in a voice of DEADLY CALM. ❝ the least that you could have done, padmè, ❞ she began, her tone as SHARP as an electro-whip — or perhaps, the dagger piercing her heart. ❝ is warn me in advance before making fools out of myself and my father. i thought you trusted me. ❞

⠀ ⠀POLITICS is where SENSIBILITY goes to die.

#⠇ writings ⠇ ━━━ far too many notes for my taste #⠇ askbox replies ⠇ ━━━ all i ask of you #alootus

[gloomfaithed]

talon: *sees padmé* talon: *sees cade* talon: the fuck happened

#ooc #alootus

[kaleeshbled]

    @alootus has sent a holo message. . .

“Let me guess - you need something.”

           ↪ 𝐁𝐆𝟑 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

     He was tired. Done with having the bully debts out of people like some godless thug with no honor. The ancestors would be frowning upon his deeds -- a sad counter of spreading the tales of his and the Izvoshra's battles.      Nothing can heal those wounds, but this is what is best to bring some sense of hope to Kalee.

     It does leave Qymaen perplexed when somebody else approaches him. His target it another, some advisor or royal worker who seems to have played multiple sides and owed the Banking Clan a good heap of credits.       “ What I need is not from you. ” The response is calm, even. Getting off this planet is a priority next to completing the job. Every world is always the same: strange and everyone stares.      “ I shall be gone like a ghost when I complete my job, I assure you. ”

#alootus #★ 「ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀ ᴋᴀʟᴇᴇꜱʜ​」 ★ answered #★ 「ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅꜱ​」 ★ ic #★ 「ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ᴡᴀʀʀɪᴏʀ​」 ★ verse ; Qymaen jai Sheelal

[stargone]

@alootus asked : “You are insistent, are you not?” / meme.

hum echoed past red tinged lips as doe eyes flicker to the other , grin only seeming to grow until whites of teeth are on display . xue li shifted in her spot , leg crossing over the other as finger tips danced along the cup containing the die . " only when i know i'm right or when it's about fun or pleasure . i'm even worse when it's all three . " voice is smooth as silk as she spoke , lifting cup and plate to begin to rattle the dice inside . " are you not much on fun or pleasure , miss ? "

#alootus #she crumbles empires with that laugh › threads. #under city lights › verse. #a disaster zone heart › answered.

[lightfaithed]

♡ just a daily reminder that you're doing an amazing job here. your writing is always beautiful and inspiring, and having you here on my dash, on both of your active blogs, is truly a blessing. the way you describe things, emotions especially, is something that i admire. i love reading your stuff, and you're a beam of light for the rpc. thanks for being here ♡

thank you so much, milla my beloved!!! <3 right back at you!!! thanks for loving me and my silly little man

#ask reply #ooc #alootus #MWAH <3

[mutatiio]

@alootus asked: ❝  it’s  a  long  way  home  ❞,  padmé  insisted,  gently  caressing  his  back  with  the  palm  of  her  hand,  then  resting  the  same  hand  down  to  her  lap.  he  didn’t  look  tired  but  she  knew  better  than  to  seamlessly believe  in how  it  seemed  like  on  the  outside;  he  had,  unfortunately,  become  rather  gifted  in  hiding  the  ache  of  his  bones.  every  mortal  being  needed  rest.    ❝  rest  your  head  here.  please,  ani.  just  a  little  while.  ❞

he's fine. not tired at all. he had been sent on this mission right after another - only having about thirty minutes at the temple before heading out again. but that was fine. this war was hard on everyone. the separatist were relentless and so he had to become relentless too. he's not tired, but he does miss ferus. and he does wonder what it would be like to take ahsoka on missions similar to ones he and his master had gone on in their early days. ones that didn't balance between life and death… he'd wanted so badly to become a jedi knight, but he hadn't wanted it like this. rushed because of a war… he misses when he was a padawan- but there's no use in dwelling. every mission is severe and important, each one a new chance to prove himself worthy to the council.

he had been sitting next to padmé when she spoke, gentle but insistent, her hand moving from his back to her lap. it was a long way home, but anything could happen. tailed by separatist, a pirate attack, engine failure-

" rest your head here. please, ani. just a little while. "

her voice cuts through the stream of things he should be alert for. " if you're sure… " just a little while. for padmé. if he does end up dozing off then he's sure he'll sense if anything happens.

anakin shifts, twisting in his seat and scooting away before laying down, his head cushioned by padmé's thighs. he crosses his ankles, metal and flesh hands clasped over his stomach. he relaxes for a moment and then jerks, as if just realising that he absolutely shouldn't be resting like this, padmé insisting or not. and realises he should have offered his lap. padmé must be tired!! maybe the offer was a subtle hint that he should ask her.

" wait— do you want to rest on my lap instead?? " he offers it so quickly that the words almost mix together coming out. hands loudly clap his thighs " i've been told they're really comfortable. "

#alootus #⸢ in character ⤑ anakin ⸥ unapproved mission. #⸢ main verse ⤑ anakin ⸥ may the force be with you. #I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOUR!!!!