#whatever kaliyo’s got going on

[kissingwookiees]

trying to decide if my imperial agent rrussh flirting with only men is strictly bc of early swtor homophobia or an actual character trait and if it is... what is her sexuality?

#we're also in that stage where nearly all of her flirting #is largely a manipulation tactic #and maybe 3 of the characters she's flirted with she's had any actual attraction too #and whatever her and kaliyo got going on has a ton of gay subtext so who knows #i imagine being trained as a cipher agent actually leaves very little time to explore these aspect about yourself #whatever it is it cant be unpacked in the class story alas #oc: rrussh #shes getting her own tag now

[varuunsith]

it's so funny to me that like, 98% of imperial agents on swtor are of the chiss species. of course they are. why wouldn't they be. including my character. why wouldn't she be. hive mind bitchass fandom

anyway here's my dear lana-smooching Kina'mov'dill / Amovd. and whatever homoerotic bullshit she's got going on with kaliyo

#swtor #star wars the old republic #swtor imperial agent #oc: amovd

[swtorramblings]

Masks-5: New Growth

Farmer Vaylin by @fleeting-sanity​. And she didn’t even use the ashes from Voss. Yet.

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She felt it again, the pull. The call to rest, to know nothing. The dirt, waiting for her flesh. The Force, waiting for her spirit. The dead, her dead, staring with vacant eyes, their emaciated hands clawing at her, trying to drag her down, to make her one of them.

Worms and rot, trying to reclaim what was theirs. It all swirled in her vision, and in the center? Her brother, holding out a hand. Beckoning. Telling her it would be all right. She pulled her fingers from the soil, the last of the seeds planted. She had wanted to do this by hand, to be connected to the life she had returned to, but all she had felt was death. The things that had decayed to replenish the soil, the piled corpses that her plants would grow from. That’s where she should be, down there, feeding some new life, her tortured existence hopefully nourishing something new. And she would. Some day. But it would be on her terms, by her choice. They would all just have to wait. She stood, dusting off her hands and her pants legs, surveying the small farm. She smiled a bit. They’d called her an animal, a depraved monster, capable of nothing but violence and destruction. She didn’t even disagree, not really, but she still took pleasure showing she could be something else, if she wanted to be. She realized she was spinning her souvenir from the battle in her hand, her index finger hooked through the eye of Nihilus’ broken mask. She had taken to doing that to help her focus. Also to distract herself at times. It was also a comforting relic of what happened to those who tried to use her against her will. “Hey,” Kira said, and a towel hit Vaylin in the face as she turned. She glared at her keeper for a moment, then used the towel to wipe off the sweat and the dirt from her day’s work. “Why do you test my patience?” The Jedi grinned. “To see if you have any.”

Former Grandmaster Satele Shan woke from the medical coma. She stretched out with her mind, feeling her broken body, the body she had abused with a dark trick to stay in the fight. Wielding it like a weapon, like a puppet. Feeling the taint of her own corruption. She wondered if she should have let go. Could they have won without her? Had her pride driven her, instead of the needs of the Force? She had been so certain she was still needed. Had she clung too hard to that belief? It didn’t matter. She had done what she had felt was right. To dwell too long on her actions would just be another form of attachment. To view them as entirely one thing or another was just another absolute. And she had lived. She would make of that what she could, whatever the struggle.

While she had been unconscious, Theron Shan had called in favors, pulled together some of the greatest medical minds the galaxy had to treat his mother. He wasn’t sure she would approve, and decided that he basically didn’t care much. She had helped to save the galaxy, and paid for it. He would see that she got whatever care she needed. If she woke and said she didn’t want this, he would try to respect her wishes. Until then, he would help however he could. He turned back to tallying the dead. Some, like Jadus, were no loss to the galaxy, but they had still fought for it to the last. He would note that in his reports. He had more mixed feelings about several Alliance members, like Kaliyo and Rusk. Risha hit a bit harder, her last words recorded as her ship flared out of existence over the battlefield. So many names, many he didn’t know. He leaned back and rubbed his eyes, the memorial announcement nearly done. There was one that he knew would not be missed, though. At one time, he would have toasted his ending. Now, though, he couldn’t yet bring himself to be rid of him. “You have dwelt too long on the dead. Perhaps we should go to see to the living,” said Arcann in his mind. “Yeah, I need a break. We can go check on Senya, see how she’s recovering.” “Thank you.”

#Vaylin #Satele Shan #kira carsen #Theron Shan #MasksSWTOR

[tiredassmage]

What about Tyr and Aric Jorgan in the Alliance

[Send me an OC + an NPC and I'll ramble about their dynamic]

The Alliance was really the best place Tyr and Jorgan could've met. They make a perhaps surprisingly effective team when no one's worried about faction lines. Tyr's never exactly been a soldier - not completely, but him and Aric share a very no-nonsense professional attitude that launches both of them easily into the fray and lets them find out rather easily that their goals for this Alliance align rather well - and they share a similar distaste for needless political interference getting in the way of doing the job right. xD

Tyr does pause just long enough to inquire if working with a former Imperial is going to be a problem for Havoc, but it becomes quite clear rather quickly that they're of the same mind: they have a job to do, their goals align, it's better for all of them to collaborate. Other than that, they practically hit the ground running.

Jorgan looks after his people. He's got very clear values that he's not willing to compromise on. These are all qualities that Tyr respects greatly. When Jorgan says Havoc is his, regardless of the Alliance, Tyr has no questions nor qualms. It's something he admires - the drive to look after his own.

Their first experiences together over the wiretap go rather well, all things considered. I'm sure Jorgan is perhaps still keeping an eye on the former Cipher Nine, but thus far, the Commander hasn't given him a reason to not put Havoc with the Alliance. They play off of each other's orders rather well and Tyr doesn't hesitate to commit himself and the Alliance to Havoc's cause. They both get in, get the job done. They're here to fight for what matters, something that Tyr manages to continue delivering on as the Alliance transitions into recovery assistance once Vaylin is off of the throne.

He does send Kaliyo on the GEMINI frequency mission, having well-experienced the effectiveness of a small force infiltrating quietly himself, and he does ask Jorgan to hold Havoc back - not because he doesn't trust them, but because he's trying to reduce the amount of potential casualties. Success will mean little if there's no one left in the end.

If the roles were reversed, Tyr might have made the same choice to ignore that order. Aric's mission-driven and he doesn't give up on his people. Again, these are traits they share.

That Havoc ultimately sacrifices so much in the mission doesn't exactly settle well with him; Tyr will try to take most of the blame for being absent to better command the operation despite matters being out of his control. Jorgan doesn't have to like Kaliyo nor her involvement, but the intention to best aid the mission and the squad are there and felt. Havoc lost enough that day. Dressing down their superior for a choice Tyr can't exactly fault isn't going to benefit anyone. And Tyr doesn't feel they can afford to bench a soldier like Aric and the rest of Havoc. He asks them both to try to learn from the experience and otherwise asks them to not lose sight of what they're fighting for before he dismisses them both back to base.

All in all, Jorgan's an officer he can and would trust without question to watch his six and Havoc's involvement in the Alliance is invaluable. Whatever early reservations may have existed, they work well together. Tyr's adaptable combat specialization paired with Jorgan's sniper range makes them quite a force to be reckoned with when they do pair off for operations. In another life, they might've been one hell of a pair if they were on the same squad.

That all said, I haven't done a lot of figuring out exactly what the saboteur line Ossus and onward does to the Alliance composition outside of what is presented in the game, so all I can really say on the matter is that Jorgan would be an officer he'd hate to lose, though he'd understand if Havoc returned to the Republic, given everything. Should they chose to stay, Jorgan would be among the number Tyr would entrust with the orders to make sure their forces that do wish to depart do so safely without retaliation from Alliance forces. They've undoubtedly been able to spend hours talking tactics and unit deployments and compositions over the years in the Alliance and Tyr will always value his and Havoc's service for whatever time they're willing to give.

#answered #swtor #ch: tyr #aric jorgan #npc dynamics talks

[depizan]

Payment

Kaliyo asked Kyrian to help her rescue a friend, but rescue was not entirely what Kaliyo had in mind, as she explained after the rescue part of her plan was complete. She then left Kyrian to guard her friend. Or to warn her and wait for the fallout.

Whumptober 2021, prompt #23: You break it, you buy it

(slight divergence from an in-game mission, though not in any way that's advantageous to Kyrian)

32.7.10, 11pm

Kyrian rested his hip on the back of the bench Anspi’shel had vacated and waited for Kaliyo to return. The bounty hunter would likely accept a few unmarked credit chits in lieu of their target and Kaliyo… well, it was Nar Shaddaa, it wouldn’t be difficult to find something that would appease her. Whatever she chose, it would be an improvement over delivering her friend to the bounty hunter’s client.

Perhaps that was what Kaliyo wanted all along: a bit of fun on Nar Shaddaa at his expense. It made more sense than freeing her friend from the Exchange only to sell her to a different enemy, or her telling him her plans before leaving him to guard Anspi’shel. She couldn’t have expected him to actually do that.

Her expression when she sauntered into the spaceport waiting area, trailed by a trio of obvious bounty hunters, suggested that she had.

“You didn’t. Tell me you didn’t.”

“I can explain.” Kyrian instinctively dropped into an outer rim drawl. His natural accent had a tendency to put people in Hutt Space on edge.

“You dragged us down here without securing the target?” The lead bounty hunter, a tall man whose face was obscured by a scarf and goggles, demanded. His partners looked as irritated as he sounded. The Zabrak cracked his knuckles and the Duros rested a hand on her hip, just above her blaster.

“He was supposed to watch her,” Kaliyo snapped. “What’d she do, make doe eyes at you? Tell you she had to use the ‘fresher?”

“I’m sorry.” Kyrian spread his hands in appeasement. “It was my fault. I can make it up to you, pay the bounty hunters for their trouble.”

“You bet you will.”

“Don’t think you’ve got enough credits,” the lead hunter said. “She’s wanted back on Ylesia for quite the pile.”

“So go after her,” Kaliyo said. “She can’t have gone far.”

“If she was ever here,” the Duros said. “Kinda funny you holoed us with a bounty we couldn’t ignore, and now she’s evaporated.”

“Harik put you up to this?” the lead hunter asked.

“I’m sorry for the inconvenience,” Kyrian said, “but she really was here. It’s my fault that she isn’t. I may not have the credits to make up for her bounty, but I can at least pay you for your time.”

“Oh, you’ll do that,” the lead hunter agreed. “And give Harik a message for us.”

The Duros unclipped a shock stick from her belt. “Next time we won’t be so nice.”

“This is just a misunderstanding.” Kyrian took a step back, away from the advancing bounty hunters.  None of them were wearing anything heavier than armorweave, if that. The Zabrak’s leather vest barely covered his broad chest, and the leader’s scarf was clearly just cloth. But none of them had drawn a lethal weapon.

The leader had produced his own shock stick, and the Zabrak adjusted his gloves, his grin more feral than amused. Weighted? Electrified? Merely to protect his hands? Kyrian preferred not to find out.

He took another step back, and to the side. If he could put a little distance between them, there was a chance he could run for the more populated parts of the spaceport and make it before they caught him. “A mistake.”

“Your mistake,” the lead hunter said.

“Yes,” Kyrian agreed. “Mine.”

Kaliyo had disappeared while their attention was on him. He didn’t have to worry about her. Only his own escape.

Still backing away, he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a handful of credit chits. “You really don’t need to do this. I have credits.”

“Take it up with Harik,” the Duros said.

He flung the credit chits at them, and ran.

#whumptober2021 #no.23 #you break it you buy it #fic #swtor #I write #Kyrian Nessar

[queen-scribbles]

Who are your 3 least favorite Swtor companions and why?

heh heh hoo boy. Details behind a cut so people don't have to read me venting about potential faves in a couple cases, but tl;dr is Kaliyo, Skadge, both of whom I strongly dislike, and either Vik or Lana(not nearly as strong).

1.Absolute hands down least favorite is Kaliyo. I legit hate her. She's self-centered, vindictive, and thinks it's funny to ruin people's lives. I literally won't even talk to her any more when I play Agents. She spends the ENTIRE GAME with a little yellow triangle over her head bc I refuse to engage. I did her convos/quest with Jaaide, my first Agent, up til the Anspi'shel thing, then stopped when she wanted to sell Anspi'shel to a life of slavery or worse bc it'd be funny revenge for some not-nearly-deserving of That "transgression". Jaaide wanted to punch her in the face and never spoke another word to her the game didn't make me. I watched her romance on youtube and it did her no favors. AND THEN we get to her presence in KotFE. Making all of Zakuul suffer bc of what their leadership did? Outright terrorism? I wouldn't recruit her ever if you didn't have to. The way I always do ch 12/13 is telling Jorgan to destroy the GEMINI signal and then telling Kaliyo to stay put. Which she ignores, and gets Havoc killed. And then refuses to accept responsibility for it. ("If they're so good, why are they dead?" Hmm, maybe bc you were throwing thermal detonators in an enclosed space????? THAT MIGHT'VE DONE IT) She usually dies there, unless I'm trying to keep the toon 100% light side, and there's a few that got through there before I figured out how you get the option. *Sidenote: makes me love Jorgan even more that he disapproves if you kill her. He can't stand her, is currently furious at her bc she got his team killed, and he still thinks executing her is Too Far for punishment. Honestly, if there was a Jail option like you get for Saresh in KotET, I'd do that instead of killing her. But I'm not letting a vengeful, psychotic anarchist who knows the location of my secret base just LEAVE, and I can't let what she just did go unpunished, so death it is.

2. Skadge is... Skadge. The threatening to shoot you and steal your ship if you don't agree to let him come along? Yeah, all my Hunters were ready to shoot him and dump him in the lava for that alone. BUT I will talk to him for the xp, so he's slightly less hated than Kaliyo. Still kill him in Rusk's alliance alert though /cough

3. Okay so this is a sharp drop off from the other ones. Kaliyo and Skadge I actively dislike/hate, this one is much more.... barely wavering to the negative side of neutral. Vik annoys me and I wish we could have Fuse if he was alive instead. He's selfish, and way too willing to throw away other peoples' lives for his personal gain.

Lana I don't hate, or feel strongly about at all, it's just... between her Developers' Baby plot armor so she doesn't die(like Koth, Theron, and Senya can) or lose anyone important from her life(like Theron can *glares at WFI and JUS*) and her "Whatever you think is Best" attitude, I'm not crazy about her. I don't like Yes Man companions in general(why I like Carver better than Bethany in DA2), so anytime we get someone who's just blindly supportive of the player character they rub me the wrong way. It's more a problem I have with the archetype than her specifically. (Not to mention the numerous things she's a hypocrite about) I don't mind her as a character or roll my eyes and groan when I have to talk with her, and I'm even running her romance on a couple toons(it's AMAZING with a smuggler). She's just not my favorite.

#kaliyo critical #lana critical #just barely but i wanna spare people who love her ;) #the really ironic thing about me hating kaliyo? #one of my favorite mass effect characters is jack #and they have some strong similarities #but jack grows and kaliyo doesn't :))) #i sat on this for two days debating whether on not to keep skadge on the list bc he's such a gimme #and i have enough without him #he's mostly still there to highlight how much i dislike kaliyo rip

[viennen]

A Risky Conversation

Liv and Leo decided to take a risk and meet up on Nar Shadaa. They haven't seen each other in person since Leo was sent to Bergeren. This is part of the conversation that occurs, and what happens afterwards.

Leo belongs to the lovely @tiredassmage, and @commander-krios helped me write Leo and Kaliyo's side of this, as I'm not the most confident in writing them at the moment.

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Nar Shadaa - Promenade

Liv stopped near the Cantina, having just finished dealing with Watcher X at the spaceport. She needed a break from things before heading back to the ship. She had gotten an encrypted message from Leo saying to meet him there, but she didn’t want Kaliyo there. She wasn’t sure what the Rattataki would do if she recognized Leo, or if she knew anything of his history. She turned to Kaliyo.

“Kaliyo, would you mind checking on the ship? Make sure it’s ready to go? I’ve got something to finish up, and it’s better if I do it alone. I’ll meet you there after.” she asked.

“Trying to get rid of me, Agent?” Kaliyo asked in her usual tone.

“Of course not. I simply want to do some things on my own.” Liv replied. Kaliyo looked her up and down, not bothering to hide her suspicion. 

“Don’t have all the fun without me. I might get jealous.” Liv wasn’t surprised that Kaliyo was suspicious of what she was doing; put in simple terms, Liv was an Imperial Spy.

“I’ll try not to,” Liv stated, her tone slightly sarcastic. “We can always do something together later, if you want.” she suggested. Kaliyo shrugged, turning away with a wave of her hand.

“Whatever. I don’t care what you do. Just don’t make it long.” she said.

“I shouldn’t be. Maybe an hour at most, depending on if they’re here yet or not.” she replied. Kaliyo waved it off, and walked away in the direction of one of the two taxi spots the Promenade had. Liv watched her walk away for a minute; then, once she was a fair distance away, Liv turned back to the Cantina; she walked in and glanced around, surveying the area for anything and anyone that might be suspicious before looking for her brother. 

She smiled when she saw him. She hadn’t seen him in person in years. He was facing away from her when she spotted him. She walked up to him. 

“I thought you were dead?!” she said in a half-faking tone. She knew he wasn’t. She was one of the only people who did. Leo turned when he heard her voice. 

“Hey stranger!” he replied happily, his accent seemingly back to his ‘normal’ Imperial one. He figured it might help if anyone saw them if he didn’t sound so obviously Republic. “As for not being dead, well, that’s a story for another time,” he stated, even though he knew that Liv knew the general story. He didn’t want to chance that anyone listening would catch onto that. Liv hugged her brother. Leo didn’t stop her and hugged her back.

“It’s good to see you, Leo.” She said before stepping back. 

“It’s really good to see you. I’ve missed you, kid.” Leo stated, smiling weakly. Liv caught it and smiled back.

“I’ve missed you too,” she stated. “How have you been?” she asked.

“Why don’t we talk over a game of Dejarik?” he asks.

“Sure,” she replied, and followed him down the stairs to the lower area of the Cantina. They sat down at one of the Dejarik tables. 

“So, what else have you been up to lately?” she asked, referencing what she already knew from their holo call.

“Being dragged halfway ’round the galaxy by a… uh, friend.” Leo suddenly looked nervous, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “How about you? How’s it on the other side of the war?”

“Well, you know, the usual. Under-the-table deals. General mayhem. Sith killing each other for power. Not much is new. Still dealing with the . . . people, that caused the travel restrictions.” She stated. She didn’t want anyone to accidentally overhear her say ‘terrorists,’ in case it set someone off. But Leo knew what she meant. “How’s your crew? You mentioned a kid you’d picked up over the holo, Corso, I think you said?”

“Yeah. He’s good. Maybe a little too green for all of this war shit, but he’s been solid so far.” Leo gave her a small smile, getting more comfortable in his chair. “How about your team? You said you picked someone up on Hutta? The only people on Hutta are… well, Hutts and criminals.” He said knowingly. He had been to Hutta before and usually managed to avoid getting into too much trouble with whichever Hutt’s palace he stayed in. 

“You’re not wrong.” Liv agreed. “Though I don’t think Kaliyo would take too kindly to potentially being called a Hutt,” Liv added playfully. “Criminal? Definitely. Hutt? Not so much.” she said. She returned Leo’s smile, then turned on the game. “She’s a Rattataki who was working for the Hutt I talked to. Decided she wanted to leave Hutta, so she helped me.” Liv explained, making the first move. “Still don’t completely trust her yet, obviously. I’m pretty sure she doesn’t fully trust me either, and I don’t blame her. She knows what I am. Just not who.” she stated. She paused for a moment. “But she’s been good so far,” she said, sitting back in her chair, waiting for Leo to make a move.

Leo chuckled, making a move on the board without really paying attention. “As long as you have someone watching your back, I won’t have to worry about you so much.” He paused, staring at the dejarik board in thought. “I do, ya know. Worry about you.” he said quietly.

“I know,” she stated, watching him think about his move. “You always have. I’d probably think something was wrong if you didn’t.” She stated. “Even when you don’t admit it.” she added. Leo sighed. She was right. He seldom admitted such things out loud, let alone to himself. But Liv was someone he would always care about, no matter what happened.

“He’s not giving you any trouble, is he? Since I left?” he asked. Figured he might as well check in on him while she was here.

“Who, Father?” she asked quietly. She lightly shook her head. “No. No more than usual, anyway,” she stated. “I don’t really talk to him unless I have to.” Leo smiled for a moment. He may not have to deal with the bastard anymore, but he knew Liv did, at least on occasion. He nodded lightly, staring at the dejarik board absently, not knowing what else to say. He was lost in his thoughts for a minute or two, the silence stretching uncomfortably between them.

“There’s something you’re not telling me.” She stated in a knowing tone, after watching him stare at the board for a minute and not do anything. She made a move on the board.  

“What makes you say that?” He asked, studying the board, and what she had done, so he could try to beat her. This time. They’d had a running tally when they were younger about how often they had beaten one another.

“Well, for one, it’s my job.” She stated, watching him study the board. She thought she saw him smile at her job comment. “And two, I know you better than just about anyone in the galaxy, so I know your tells.” she states. 

“I’ve just… dealt with a lot since Begeren, Liv. I don’t mean to shut you out.” Leo stated, making his move. 

“I know,” she replied. She paused, watching his move. She figured his not telling her had something to do with someone or something he didn’t want her to know about for whatever reason. “Staying out of trouble?” she asked, in a half-questioning, half-sarcastic tone, as she already had a pretty good idea of the answer, but wanted to continue the conversation.

Leo snorted before he realized what he’d done. “Oh, uh, yeah, of course. You know me. Never gettin’ in trouble and stuff.” he stated, trying to sound as convincing as possible.

“Really?” she asked, her tone reflecting that she knew it wasn’t true. “We both know that’s a lie,” she said. “Especially with the names you gave me. Even a cursory search is enough to tell me you’re in a lot of trouble.” she stated, making her move and taking one of his creatures out.

“Ok, you caught me. Could never get anything over on you.” He grinned at her. “You were always smart.” he stated. Liv smiled at the comment.

“Thanks, Leo.” She replied. “I can think of a few who would disagree with you, probably out of spite more than anything, so that means a lot.” she said, smiling lightly.

“It’s been hard, gettin’ on my feet in the Republic. If it wasn’t for Dash-“Leo cut himself off, realizing he already said too much. 

“Dash?” she asked. She had been watching the board, and looked up at Leo when he cut itself off mid-sentence. “You mentioned him on the holo,” she stated. “Said he’s been helping you, but you didn’t say much else.” she said. She paused. With how quickly he cut himself off, she could tell there was something about ‘Dash’ that Leo was keeping secret for a reason. “Anything I should know?” she asked, “Or do I need to look him up too?” she teased. Leo’s eyes widened, and with a quick shake of his head, he cut that thought off immediately. 

“Liv, please don’t. I… I already bring him enough trouble as it is, with what I do. I don’t need to bring the Empire down on him too. He’s… too important to me.” Liv smiled and laughed lightly at how flustered Leo became talking about this Dash person. He was clearly someone important to him, even without him saying it. The fact that he did, told her that whoever he was, Leo cared about him greatly. 

“Don’t worry. I won’t if you don’t want me to. That would put you in danger too.” She stated. She paused, momentarily looking at the game board. “That said . . . Important, how?” she asked curiously. “This is me asking, nothing else.”

Leo ran a hand down his face, sighing. “He’s my best friend, Liv. My only friend besides you. And I… I think I…” He wanted to cry because it shouldn’t be like this. He shouldn’t feel these things, but Dash was so good, and he wanted something he didn’t deserve. 

“Might like him more than just a friend?” She asked. She’d seen him with a similar expression on him before when he was telling her about some of the boys he’d met at cadets. It had just been the two of them in his room on Ziost. He’d let how he felt about one of the boys slip, but thankfully no one else had heard him, otherwise she was sure Father would have talked to him about it. If he was talking this way about Dash, she knew he was important to him, and that it would take him forever to admit it, especially to himself.

“More than that, Liv. He’s important to me.” He met Liv’s gaze, the same blue that he had. This was the hardest thing he’d ever had to admit, but this was his sister. If anyone would understand, it was her. “This isn’t like the guys from the Imperial military. He’s more.” 

“Does he know how you feel about him?” Liv asked. She knew that would take him just as long to admit. “Or do you know if he shares your feelings?”

“I don’t know. I’m afraid of ruining our friendship. If I lost Dash…” He trailed off, the thought too painful to voice. She saw the expression on his face saying what he was afraid to. 

“You still might lose him, even if you don’t tell him. Then you’ll be mad at yourself for not telling him sooner,” she stated. She knew he would be if that happened. But she also knew where some of that fear stemmed from. “It’s not like he can show up and stop or yell at you.” She added. She paused for a moment as she thought about what else she could say. “Remember what I said about not being hard on your friends?” she asked him. “How long have you known Dash?” 

Leo let out the breath he’d been holding. “Since… Begeren happened five years ago. He’s the one who broke me out. I wouldn’t be here without him. He could’ve given up on me when we got to Coruscant, but he didn’t.” he explained. He stared at the game board, lost in his own thoughts, thinking about how many times Dash could have just left him, but he never did. Liv paused for a moment. So that was how Leo had gotten off-world in the aftermath of the riot. She smiled.

“Seems I should be thanking him,” Liv replied. “And you’re right; he could have left you when you arrived on Coruscant, or even turned you over to the authorities, but he didn’t. Most other people probably would have, if they’d even gotten you off-world in the first place.” She paused for a moment, momentarily thinking what might have happened if Leo hadn’t made it off Bergeren, considering his being there was a punishment from their Father for embarrassing him. “The fact that he didn’t tells me that, for whatever reason, he cares about you. I don’t know all the details about what happened on Bergeren, I just know what the file says, and what you told me in your letters. . . . And I don’t know Dash. But, I have to assume that something happened between the two of you there that bonded you; otherwise, what was his reasoning for saving you?” she finished. She knew how her comment sounded, but she also knew that she was right, and that Leo would understand what she actually meant. 

Leo sighed, running a hand through his hair. Then he smiled, glancing up at his sister. “You’re right. You always are, Liv. I’ll… talk to him about it. Next port.”

“You’d better,” she stated. “Or I’ll find a way to kick your ass about it.” She paused and looked back at the board. “Now, whose turn is it?” she asked as she studied the board.

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After Liv heads back to the ship and deals with Zhorrid’s request. 

Once Keeper turned off the holo, Liv walked back to where they had put Yanol and made sure he was secured. He was still unconscious, but Liv gave him a sedative, so he wouldn’t wake up while they were in flight, then try to take over and crash her ship, or something stupid like that. Kaliyo came up behind her and stopped in the doorway.

“How was the cantina?” she asked. Liv finished what she was doing before turning towards her. 

“Fine, why?” she asked. But before Kaliyo could answer, the telltale beeping that she was getting a call on her main holo terminal sounded. Liv paused her conversation with Kaliyo, walked to the terminal and pressed the button that answered the call. Watcher Two appeared. 

“Hello, Cipher. I’m sorry for calling; I know you’re busy, but there’s a high-profile call for you.” She stated in a neutral tone. 

“High profile?” Liv repeated. “What kind of high profile? Who is it?” she asked. High profile meant that it was someone with a high military rank, Sith, or some part of the aristocracy. Or some combination of the three. It wasn’t Zhorrid; she could just have her droid override Intelligence again and talk to her directly. She wouldn’t go to the trouble of routing it through Intelligence HQ.  

“Vorza Ashold, Cipher.” Keeper stated, appearing beside Watcher Two. Liv visibly hesitated. Talking to her Father was not something she had planned on, especially after whom she had just met on Nar Shaddaa.

“Did he say what he wanted?” She asked the two people in front of her. She hoped that how she felt about her Father was too obvious. 

“Just that he wanted to speak with you on a private channel.” Watcher Two replied. Liv paused for a moment, thinking about what he might want to talk to her about. She knew for sure that he hadn’t asked to speak to her because of her rank. He wouldn’t have known it, and if it was about that, he’d have contacted her earlier. So he had asked for her by name. And Keeper was the only one in Intelligence that she knew of, who knew of her relation to Vorza. She guessed that Watcher Two knew now as well, but she would deal with that later if she needed to.

“You are allowed to refuse him because of your current case,” Keeper commented, catching Liv’s hesitation.

“It’s fine. Put him through.” She stated. “Though can I ask that it not be recorded?” She asked. Watcher two pressed some keys, before replying. Liv looked at Kaliyo and met her eyes. She silently asked her to go somewhere else for the time being, hoping she wouldn’t be in the room when the holo changed to her Father. He had a typical Imperial mentality when it came to aliens, not as strict as some, mind you, but enough that Liv didn’t want her new associate nearby when she talked to him. Kaliyo walked away.

“I can turn off any devices on your end, Cipher; you’ll have to turn them back on manually. But because the call is routed through HQ, the main recorder here can’t be switched off. Though after, I can make sure no one else can access the footage.” She replied. 

“Thank you, Watcher Two. Do that, then put him through. I’ll make sure to turn anything back on before I leave the spaceport.” Liv stated, then readied herself to speak to her Father. Moments later, Vorza appeared on her holoterminal. 

“Hello, Olivia. It’s been a while.” He stated in a neutral tone. 

“Hello, Vorza.” She stated in the same tone. She used his name on purpose. She didn’t need everyone listening to the call knowing he was her Father, but they might figure it out anyway. She knew he would understand that much. “What do you want?” She asked. 

“That hardly resembles a proper greeting, Olivia,” Vorza stated. She scoffed and shook her head, lightly fuming. Of course, he was going to be like that. She sighed, audibly. “I’m sorry. Let me try again.” She stated, her tone and expression showing her disdain. 

“Hello, General Ashold. It’s so good to see you again; I’m sorry I haven’t kept in touch. I’ve been a bit busy lately.” she stated, her tone a touch sarcastic along with conveying how she actually felt about what she was saying. “Happy?” she asked, her tone gaining a touch of snark.

“I could say something, but I don’t want to argue with you right now, so I guess it will suffice.” He stated. “Now, Liv –”

“You don’t get to call me that,” she stated, cutting him off.

“I can call you whatever I like,” he stated sharply. Liv glared at him. “And that is what I’ve heard some people will call you when they don’t know what you do.” He stated.

“Yes.” She agreed. “My friends or people I trust,” she explained. “You don’t have that,” she stated, coldly. “Respect, yes. Obviously,” she said. “But trust? You lost that years ago and haven’t earned it back yet,” she explained. “For you, my full name or my rank.” she clarified. “Now, What, do you, want?” she asked sharply. Vorza just stood there for a moment, silent. Few people willingly spoke to him in that way, ever. 

“Very well, Olivia,” he began, “When was the last time you saw your brother?” he asked. Liv paused for a moment, confused. That was why he was calling? Really? 

“I haven’t seen Xander since his Academy graduation,” she stated. “I’ve talked to him a couple of times since, but that’s it.” she added. She was still unsure why he was asking. She had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn’t Lysander he was asking about, but she knew her fear of that was hidden behind her current tone and demeanour due to talking to her Father.

“That is good to know, but not who I was talking about.” He stated. Liv looked confused for a moment. As far as anyone knew about the family, Xander was the only living brother she had. His comment confirmed her suspicion.

“Leo?” she asked, visibly taken aback. They had been told that he had died on Bergeron, but Liv knew he was alive. She wondered if someone had seen them together in the Cantina. 

“Yes, Leonth,” Vorza confirmed. “When did you last see him?” he asked, bringing Liv out of her apparent surprise.

“I haven’t seen him since before you sent him to Begeren!” Liv snapped, a hint of sadness entering her voice. She knew how to convincingly lie to her Father; she’d done it for years before Leo had left. She just hoped it convinced Watcher Two and Keeper as well, whom she knew was watching the call from HQ. “And we both know how that ended. There’s no possible way I’ve seen him lately; he’s dead!” She added. 

“Are you sure about that?” He asked. Liv looked surprised. 

“Of course, I’m sure. That’s what we were told after the riot. And before you say anything about keeping secrets, I doubt they would lie about something like that to you.” She replied. She knew Leo had gotten out, and now knew how from her conversation with him in the Cantina, but she wasn’t sure what Vorza had all been told later on, behind closed doors, so to speak.

Vorza paused for a moment. He knew that Olivia had been close with her older brother, but he also trusted that, no matter how she felt about him, she would remain loyal to the Empire if she ever learned the truth that Leonth had survived and joined the Republic. 

“I’ve been recently told that there are a handful of rumours flying around that he may have survived.” He stated. Liv looked shocked. 

“But that’s impossible.” She replied, “And even if he did, what’s it got to do with me?” she asked, still wondering who had seen Leo and when. 

“I know you two were close when you were younger. I figure that if he did survive, he might have tried to contact you.” Vorza stated. He knew the report that his son may have been spotted on Nar Shaddaa could simply be a case of mistaken identity, and it was someone who looked very much like his son, but he had to check every angle. 

“Well, he hasn’t.” Liv lied. “And I’d appreciate it if you didn’t bring him up in future.” she added. She was now more certain that someone had seen Leo on his own, and hadn’t seen the two of them together in the Cantina, as she had a fairly good idea what would be happening if anyone had seen them together. She wouldn’t be talking to Vorza on her ship. She would likely have been arrested by now. She watched someone else she didn’t recognize show up on the holo, whisper something to her Father, then leave the holo just as quickly. She guessed it was a lower officer, wherever he was.

“Very well, Cipher.” He stated. He knew his daughter was doing well in Intelligence, but he hadn’t yet learned her rank. Now he had. “I assume that if you do see or hear from him, you’ll turn him in to the proper authorities.” He asked, though, by his tone, it was more of a statement than a question or request.

“Of course,” she stated. “Now, General, if you don’t mind, I do have work to do.” She said, the sadness mostly gone, but the bite was still in her tone. She really wanted this conversation to end, so she could get back to generally ignoring her family. 

“Of course, Cipher. Until next time.” He stated, then ended the call. Liv sighed. Watcher Two appeared again moments later. 

“Are you alright, Cipher?” she asked. “I’ve read the file about the prisoner riot that happened on Bergeren several years ago. I’m sorry,” she said. Liv could tell she actually meant it.

“Thank you, Watcher Two. And it’s fine. I’ll turn the others back on in a minute.” she stated, then sighed and looked at the floor. 

“Of course. I’ll see you back at Headquarters. Watcher Two out.” Watcher Two replied, then turned off the holo. Liv backed up to the wall and slid to the floor. Even with all her training, her Father still set her on edge every time she spoke to him. For him to contact her and ask if she had heard from Leo, told her that something had happened where someone had seen Leo and reported it to Imperial Command. She wasn’t sure when or where, just that someone had seen him and at least partially recognized him. Her protocol droid wanted in and looked down at her.

“Are you alright, Master?” He asked, his tone concerned. She wasn’t sure if he meant it, or if reading emotions was part of his programming.

“I’m fine, 2V. You can go back to what you were doing.” She stated, her voice calm. Much calmer than how she actually felt. The droid walked away.

A few silent minutes passed. Liv remained sitting on the floor; her head dropped down, so she was looking at the floor. Her arms were resting on her knees.

“You’ve been naughty, Agent.” Kaliyo stood in the doorway to the communications room, leaning against the frame, a smile curling her lips. “Someone’s been keeping secrets,” she stated. Liv looked up at her friend from the floor.

“That is my job, Kaliyo. You’ll have to be a little more specific,” Liv replied lightly.

Kaliyo rolled her eyes. “Cute. But I saw you in the Cantina with who I’m now assuming is your brother. You lied to your daddy and the ones with your leash. I didn’t think you were capable of that.” she stated, sounding vaguely impressed. Liv laughed lightly. She was used to people underestimating her. She now knew that Kaliyo had seen them in the Cantina, but Liv didn’t think she had been the one to report sighting Leo to the authorities. Though she could be wrong. But if she did, Liv had to wonder, why hadn’t Kaliyo reported her too?

“Why not?” Liv commented, about Kaliyo’s last comment, looking up at her. “And is it that obvious with the General?” she asked. Kaliyo smiled, but it wasn’t a happy one. 

“I’ve seen a lot in the last few months with your “Empire.” No one can get away with back-talking a General unless they’re family. Or you’re sleeping with them. I’m gonna guess it’s not the second.” she stated. 

“That would be just a bit weird,” Liv replied. “Though it wouldn’t surprise me if something like that has happened before,” she added, before getting up. “Why is it surprising that I lied to him?” she asked. She knew that they weren’t being recorded because she still had to turn them back on. She decided to do that after they finished talking.

“Something about you just screams “daddy’s little princess” to me with all the “yes, sir” and “as you say, sir” that comes out of your mouth. Not many people surprise me anymore, Agent. You’ve got my attention,” she replied. Liv laughed.

“Princess?!” she replied, with another light laugh. “No. That would be my sister,” she stated. “As for me addressing people . . . that’s just training and practice,” she said. “I tend to find most people will give you more information, postpone killing you a little longer, or both, if you at least seem generally ‘polite and obedient’ about it. Often, semi-polite will work. Or depending on how you phrase things.” she explained. “Pretty much the only thing those boring etiquette classes I had to sit through have been good for.” she added offhandedly.

Kaliyo snorted, but her gaze wasn’t as sharp. “I would say maybe you could teach me a thing or two, but I wouldn’t be caught dead being nice to anyone. But you’re clever. I think you and I might get along.”

“I know you wouldn’t.” She stated. “And considering we’re working together, getting along is generally a good idea.” She added. She proceeded to turn things back on, then headed to the bridge to set the ship to head to Dromund Kaas. 

#swtor #siblings #ch: liv ashold #ch: leo ashold

[shabre-legacy]

random wip

She’d managed to hold herself together all day. There’d be consequences if anyone found out what had happened and they wouldn’t fall on Jadus. In the Empire, the Sith were gods and the Dark Council members more then the rest. To defy them was death. If they did something, it became legal because they were the ones who did it, if only legal for them. To report them for anything at all was defiance of the Empires gods. It was not done if you wanted to survive, if you wanted them not to hurt you or destroy your life and retaliate against your family. At least her people merely banished the family. The Sith were worse. There was nothing she could do against Jadus and any attempt would make everything so much worse. So she kept her tears pushed away. She hid everything she could. She survived the day. 

It wasn’t until they were clear of the building and approaching the apartment that she stopped Kaliyo. “Listen, I know sentiment and personal favors aren’t part of your job. But I need you to go get someone and bring her back to the apartment.”

“Hmm girls, agent? Didn’t think you were the type. Not in the mood to see things though.”

“No Kaliyo it’s not like that. It’s… She’s my older sister. And the place has two rooms. Please… I just… I just need to talk with my sister and I can’t call her.”

“Ya know, I don’t think I want to know. You imperial types are just freaky.”

“I’ll owe you one.”

The Rattataki sighed and rolled her eyes. “Fine. Only because you’re half decent with that blaster and I might find that useful.”

Izutsa sighed. “Thank you. You need to go to the Chiss Embassy over by the administrative complex and find Ciski’itoasa’remmeth. She’s an assistant ambassador attached to the Aristocra. Just tell her I need her. Tell her K'tusah bah vamci. It’s an old code phrase. She’ll come. Lead her back or just tell her where we’re staying. I don’t care. I just need to see her before we have to go back in.”

Kaliyo shrugged and headed out. Izutsa had pointed out parts of the city as they’d traveled and Kaliyo had ID chits identifying her as an intelligence contractor. She’d be fine. Izutsa just had to get out of this uniform. 

She quickly let herself into the apartment and headed straight for the shower. Usually she was methodical about everything, just as the academy had trained her to be. But today, today she couldn’t. She threw the uniform into the trash, she’d burn it later, and jumped into the shower turning on the water as hot as possible. Thank the Ice for the water supply on the planet. With the apartment located where it was, there were no water rations here. Just as much hot water as she wanted. She scrubbed and scrubbed at every inch of skin trying to get the feeling of the Sith’s hands off her. It didn’t work! It would never work! Eventually she collapsed into floor and let the water run over her, stinging the remaining bruises and scrapes as she finally allowed herself to break down again. 

She was still sobbing when she heard the door creak open followed by a gasp and the water quickly shut off. A towel fell over her shoulders and she heard her sisters voice, soothing, calming, safe, gently talking to her as she crouched in the shower and pulled Izutsa into a hug, only making her cry harder. 

“Ssshhhh, it’s ok, Zuts, whatever happened, it’s ok, we’ll figure it out. I’m here. I got you. Everythings going to be ok.”

It was never going to be ok and it just hurt more to hear those reassurances. Maybe Toa sensed it, maybe Izutsa spilled it in her sobbing and babbling. But her reassurances changed. Just simple reminders that Izutsa was safe, that she wasn’t alone, that Toa was there and would take care of her. She just sat there, the water soaking through her uniform as she held Izutsa. The agent shook, as she cried, huge choking, desperate sobs. She hurt so bad, her sister the only thing keeping her from slipping into some dark place she’d never find her way back from. 

It took a while before Toa helped her to her feet and into the room, wrapping her in a cool Csillan blanket she’d pulled from a bag sitting on the bed. 

Pretty  much every chiss on this planet had things like this, cooling blankets, specially designed jackets. There was comfort in finally banishing the heat of the planet for an external chill that they were more comfortable with. It was the internal cold, the cold of pain and fear and betrayal that was worse. With the blanket cold around her, and her sister holding her, she felt like she could breath, just a little. She didn’t have much time, she knew that. Only a few hours ‘til the Watchers were ready to send her on her next mission and Toa would have to leave before she was known to be missing from her own apartment. 

It was so good to have Toa there. They hadn’t been allowed to speak in years. They shouldn’t be speaking now. But it hurt too much to even think without her there. 

#my writing

[passionesolja]

Imperial Agent CHARACTER EVOLUTION Overview (Level 70+)

Now that I’m in the endgame of this character’s leveling and I can finally do Operations I thought it’d be fun to show the progression of my character.

Especially because I have no intention of investing this amount of time or cartel coins into another one.

There will be spoilers for the Imperial Agent storyline below.

Tutorial Levels

On a “ayo real shit” level, I had no other choice but to look like this because I had already used the hair style I wanted on a previous character. I also didn’t yet buy the hair pack with decent haircut.

But, on a character lore level: my man, B’ane (no relation to the other mfs), is fresh out the agent academy or whatever. He—much like myself—aint know shit about the bullshit that was finna occur. He just tryna do his job type shit.

He’s ready to prove himself and don’t fuck with the Sith Order because they be impeding shit and having massive egos.

EARLY LEVELS

Finally, I got the hair pack and was able to give my man some drip. He finally got some swag. He’s looking nice. Dude on Dromund Kaas looking for the hoes.

For the self-prescribed character lore, my man’s got a better barber. He got confidence because he know he the best agent out there.

He’s tryna stunt on everyone, everyday.

He’s flexing and straight shining.

He’ll let shit slide and tries to be strategic with his moves. No killing unless he absolutely has to. Everything can be used as a tactical advantage for the Empire.

MID LEVELS

Look bru, you tell me that if you were under SIS Republic Agent mind control that you wouldn’t try to latch onto your Sith Pureblood culture.

My mans is struggling daily. He having to pretend he mind controlled when he not. He plotting, waiting to catch his opps lacking.

He also is avoiding most conflict because he just tryna get to where he gotta be unbothered.

LATE LEVELS

B’ane been through hell for like 40+ levels. Life ain’t hitting like it used to.

Dude ain’t going outside anymore and dude got a lil fucked up in the face from all the combat bullshit that he do. Dude just get cheated on by Kaliyo and he still took her back and put a ring on it.

If he still loyal to the Dark Council even after installing the brainwashing codes that got leaked. He still gon be loyal to her. Because much like his relationship with the Empire, he got no where else to go.

He been ruining whole planets for the Empire and investing in Dromund Kaas real estate. Dude just chilling tryna get better weapons.

My man’s also realized that if he don’t sharpen up his murder skills, life will be even worse so he ain’t let shit slide no more.

B’ane TTG and everybody can get it.

The Dark Council say “B’ane, murk them” then they dead because he knows there’s no where to go, and it gives him an excuse to cope with the lack of control he’s felt since the bullshit.

Bro understand fundamentally the importance of the Sith Order because he knows what the alternative is now.

END LEVELS

My mans a stone cold killer. Ain’t none I’m life to do but get the kill count up.

He really be waiting for the opportunity to lay somebody flat.

B’ane a real gravedigger.

He does whatever the Empire wants. He does whatever the Dark Council wants.

If you annoy him, he’ll murk you even if it non-beneficial. Because that’s better than being numb

My mans rank got high enough that now he can do operations and shit.

Every door is open to him walk through, but he living life in the motions.

This man got a body count of 100k and you can see it in his eyes and on his face. There ain’t none left in his soul damn near.

He still cares about the Empire and his peoples though. That’s his only tether to the world.

Only thing he interested in is getting furniture for his empty ass apartment complex, and stepping on any opps and enemies he has left.

He stepping for the sport of it.

He doesn’t wear the jewelry no more because he’s matured past it and he feels like an agent should blend in.

No more standing out. He just wanna do his job then chill out.

Granted, his whole face is pretty messed up from all the combat.

B’ane ain’t showing no mercy. Ain’t taking no chances. And ain’t ever switching up on the Empire or Dark Council. He ain’t trusting no body who wasn’t with him from the jump either.

My mans trust and heart gone. He a real slime now.

#star wars #sw #swtor #swtor imperial agent #my swtor #sith pureblood #sith purebloods #swtor oc #sw the old republic #swtor spoilers #swtor stuff #swtor headcanon #swtor tag #swtor character #swtor fic

[thelesbianlegacy-swtor]

OC list of the MMO LESBIAN

SarapAlexandria Duvel <3 Vette

Sith Warrior

Human, brown short hair, 1,78, D cups, she likes dressin on armor that is bulkier than a tank or in a tank top and leggings. Dark eyes and light skin

Lesbian. LOVES toys in bed

Headcannons

Has a personal Dreagnough that she uses as a colliseum. She has taken into training new sith in combat. More than her apprentices they are more of gladiators for her to fight.

Kinda crazy. Likes to bounce around and do Tons of damage. She is feroucios about defending the Empire and believes that the republic is doomed. Has archived the impossible more than a dozen times so no plan is to crazy or stupid for her. Gratefully, her wife knows what is too stupid or too crazy and so she fixes those plans so her big sith girl can go fight monsters and other people.

Married Vette. Only she can make her laught so much that she forgets she is angry. The tiny girl is so adorable and so cute and jsut so horny for Alexandria that the two of them spend 3 months on a horny induced honeymoon. Even now after the war with zakuul they keep having more honeymoons whenever they get the chance.

She wasnt all that hurt by Quinns betratal. Like, hey man fatman told you to kill me so no biggie- But from now on you are my bitch and i will bully you over all this k?

Jaesa kinda bugs her. She is Dark side but not SO crazy but still she is kinda...tiny. Alexandria likes to challenge her to crazy stuff and she always gets on trouble with her, but Jaesa is so young and sometimes weak that 

Pierce is her best freind. A total madman when it comes to battle, a blootthirsty man that will not doubt in choosing violence but also super trusthworthy and she knows he will stop her from getting killed in stupid ways

For her Broonmark is her fluffy monster! Just point release and watch blood by spilled. She makes him shower after every bottle and use proucts on his hair cause she likes how soft he gets.

She remains a free agent causing chaos everywhere. She is not quick to kill always tho. If she got a good fight with someone she will usually let them live so they can fight again.

She is the most sexually proactive girl around. She will get every pair of cute or hot tiddies on a bed along side Vette. She is a bit dom and doesnt like playing sub, but she will play passive.

Master of Shien and Juyo, she likes to go crazy with a lightsaber and destroying the place but doesnt really like dual wielding

Seraphine <3 Temple

Sith Agent. New code name: Specter

Cyborg, mostly internal components on her eye, brain and bones. 1,96M, Long hair, usually red but she likes dying it. C cups, She wishses to get more tits but she has to be stealthy. She likes using loose clothes with lots of cleavege. She isnt a fan of bras.

Lesbian Switch. Likes bondage and public stuff. She can and will play any part on roleplay. From the scared virgin to the cruel dominatrix

Headcannons

A master of hidding on plain sight. Seraphine is the kind of woman who blends everywhere. She likes attention from the spotlight just to let it go 5 minutes later. She has the talent of being so likeable that any girl that gets close to her on bed, never gets mad with her for leaving or just going for another girl. She also has a perfect memory and will remember how you like to be touch, how much you moan or what kind of cnadies you like when you are on your days. She is as soft as she is Ruthless. She has never regret killing anyone for more than an hour. Unless she kils someone she has slept with she will pull the triger no matter what. This includes civilians, wounded and allies. After Chapter 3 she left the identity of Cypher 9 and became a shadow agent for the Empire. Her new code name: Specter. 

After the War with Zakuul she was left on charge ofthe Alliance by Darth Nox. Both the Ex Imperial Wrath and the Supreme Huntress stayed behind with her. 

She doesnt like Kaliyo. No. She is no fun. She likes to hurt and doesnt look after girls. She was particulary angry at her at the start because she would try to get on the way of her time with other girls. So Seraphine got Kaliyo a cute chasity belt and allowed her to focus on chaos outside the bedroom. That way they both can get what they want. Chaos and attention.

Vector is her special little guy. Confident. Trusthworthy. But really fun to mess up with. Seraphine tells him to do weird stuff just to get a laught at weird situation. She also helps him send money for Killik Joiners. She likes that he is simple

Lokin is a weird guy for Seraphine.He could do a lot of stuff with the ragkghoul virus but she likes that he is quiet and calm. She likes trying tea with him

Ensign Temple is the only girl that has kept Seraphine attention span for more than 1 night. She likes her a lot because she cant read her as well as other people and so she makes her angry just to learn more about her. She forgot how it felt to get to know someone through time and so she likes to keep her around. She also likes Temple is super organized and loyal

Seraphine can never choose fast between either a big rifle or a tiny blade under her dress. She likes how chaos erupts after a person gets shots down but she also likes to be close when her target takes their last breath

FUCK SCORPIO UwU

Arthemys Delos <3 Mako

Huntress

Built like a tank, She likes lifting Mako to train her big guns. She is a cyborg with lots of internal components and a cybernetic leg (left) She isnt the tallest girl, she is 169 (nice) but she has the biggest tiddies. She carries two E cups that she loves to put on Mako’s face. She has black short hair

Lesbian 

Total top but wont say no to being topped every know and then

Headcannons

Money,gambling, explosions and pretty girls, Arthemis cares for little more than that. As long as she can fire guns, gamble money and have a bed with a pretty girl on it she will do an job. She loves hunting animals and will almost never reject a bounty. What she wont do, is just say yes to any quest or mission. She can get money as easy as she can waste it and so throwin credits at her doesnt work. Only if the work isnt something she dislikes or too easy or boring she will do it. She has a few internal implants after playing with grenades when she was young.

Mako is hers. Hers alone. She wont let her go beyon her sight and will actually get restless for being away from her too long. Arthemis is possesive which Mako kinda likes.

The two of them likes being on top of eachother as much as possible but a extra pair of hands or tiddies make them both pretty happy. Most of the time, is actually Mako who gets the girl.

Gault is jsut too fun not to keep around. Arthemis wouldnt call him his best friend becuase she suspects the guys can be bought but he is fun either way. She like getting a lot of money with him and then wasting it all or just not taking the pay,just to mess up with him.

Torian is fun. Sometimes. He is a mandalorian and she likes fighting strong people. But Torian is a bit more serious that she would like. She doesnt like people dying because then she cant fight them again and so she doesnt like some decisions of the mandalorian. But at the end of the day the trust that the two share is one of a brotherhood.

Blizz. God Damm Blizz. When Arthemis got Mako on her bed and then into her family she thought she coulnt be happier. She was wrong. The little jawa makes everything better. As chaotic as her and even weirder than Gault, Arthemis just cant stop keeping the jawa around

YOU READ MY COMMENT ABOUT SCORPIO? WELL THAT X2

Selendis likes using two big guns to shot down her enemies. She doesnt really enjoy going around in huge armor so she keeps herself kinda light. But her armor is still a bit big. Why you ask? Cause she loves the feeling of having not only a flamethrower but also grenades, missiles, hooks and electric weapons all stuffed in her body. 

Selendis <3 Lana and Senya

Sith Inquisitor

Sith girl with piercing orange eus and long amazing black hair. She is 182 and as sith that focus on range combat, she took the luxury of enhancing her breasts to a nice DD cups. She doesnt like jewelry but she has a few tattoos. 

Sorcerer

Lesbian. The one to dom them all.

No amount of girls is too much when it comes to Selendys

A proud, stylish and master manipulator Selendis believes that the empire can be improved but even in its current state is better than the republic. She is patient and ruthless and wont stop until the galaxy is back on order. She left the alliance and took overthe sith empire after letting Acina step down. Seriously, no killing her just “Try and stop me from getting the throne”

Khem Val is her personal monster. A warrior of another time which she swears wont ever be forgotten. She has taken into redacting whatever information the dashade gives her. She has task him ith protecting everyone she deems worthy of her interest

Andronikos is a fun and interesting man. He is a pirate with experience and a code. Hard things to find. Selendis enjoys him being slipery and smartass. She also enjoys the acces to the underworld the man provides. Over all she likes that the betrayed man has once more put his trust on someone. She wont abuse it but she prides herself of it

Ashara. The little puppy. She has learn about the dark side and the sith and yet she keeps herself on a reaching point from the jedi order. Still she has a point of view that is useful and welcome. She has teached her everything useful that she could learnt.

Talos. Oh Talos. A men of science and interest. Selendis has swear to protect the smart man just so he can see for once history being made instead of being discovered. Most of the time she has free, she will spent researching stuff with Talos and discussing history

Xalek. Selendis attack dog. A simple desire of the young Kaleesh allowed Selendis to craft a magnificent Student. Xalek belived that she was a god. And so Selendis tasked Xalek to forget about being a kaleesh god, and instead become a sith god. Strength, power, and victory.

Lana Beniko. From the first time Selendis met Lana she was intrigue. A sith that kept her rage and hate deep withing her, so she could serve the empire better. Selendis wasted no time in seducing the sith and keeping her under her control. But soon Selendis lost control and ended up loving her. Lana became her source of power. She would burn the galaxy for her. She also fancid her cute ass and the way she lost control.

Senya Tirall. Selendis doesnt do well with betrayal. And so after defeating Arcann, she was left quite angry when Senya saved him. So, after the war with Zakuul, Selendis threw Senya into a prison and slowly made her crumble. Telling her that both Arcann and Vaylin were death, Offering herself as the only ally, and then leaving her alone. Selendis broke Senya and put her back together in a way that she would enjoy. Despite being more of a pet than a lover, Selendis does love her in her wn special way, and wont let her be hurt.

REPUBLIC OCS

Cassandra (Cassie) Jedi Knight <3 kIRA She tiny! She is 165, amber eyes,C cups she likes to hide on a sport bra and to fight, she has a few scars over her back and shoulder (horny origin) She specialies on Djem So but likes using two lightsbaers instead of one Lesbian Total Bottom girl. Tsundere (will be all agressive but you pet her once and she will melt on your arms)

T7-01 The crimemaster, Teseven will always be there to push Cassie towards any female individual just so Cassie can stop winning about not having a girlfriend. Each time it works, but Cassie ends up lossing the contact or getting pulled out from plannet by the council

Kira. Or like Cassie likes to call her, babe! Cassie was sweap of her feat by how chaotic her padawan was an how incredible persistent she was on taking baths together, giving eachother massages and just being close. Cassie lasted 2.6 seconds the first time she gave her a kiss and fron that day on, she is either fighting or on her girlfriend’s arms. Kira likes to tease Cassie and on nights she makes sure to give her all of her love

Doc. The best partner. Doc is always there for Cassie, wherever she is doing good or bad. Or doing ilegal or legal stuff. He knows Cassie will jump towards danger and he will be there to help her make the galaxy a better place Rusk. There are few things that Rusk hates more than the empire and one of them is how Cassie jumps on top of his back because she is to tiny to get food by herself. Even then, he will die for his little sister becuase he knows she will defeat the empire some day

Scourge. The big old sith might have forgotten what means love, pain or feelings, but he respects Cassie. He knows that despite her size the little jedi is more than capable of busting whatever walls appear on her way, even if it means tapping on the dark side. 

Bella Jedi consular <3 NADIA

She is a curvy girl. D cps on a tallish girl, 178, with a dump track ass. She is thick and she is SHY about it. She likes baggy clothes so her body doesnt show too much. She feels that healing people with her skills is the best call for her but she also agrees that sometimes throwin a massive bould to minnies is good

Qyzen.  Qyzen and Bella are good frends. Mostly, because Qyzen will gladly shoot anyone who calls Bella on her fat ass, and Bella will drop a boulder on anyone who calls him green skin or lizard. The two of them are the type of people who fixate on stuff and they enjoy their hobbies

Tharan. To be honest. Bella didnt think it thorugh when she got Tharan to come with. She was doing it mosly out of pity and because she needed some help. But mostly she just liked Holiday and would be more interested on keeping her rather than him. 

Zenith. Oh dear Zenith. Bella enjoys Zenith attiude. There is little more than that. She isnt as extremist as he is, but she knows that he will do everything on his power to defeat the empire and protect the inocent

Iresso. Oh Ireso is fun. Bella likes to bully him in little wyas. Sometimes she will just pick something ilegal to do to get on his nerves. Thats alls. Well he is all good and good for fights but Bella likes how correct he is and that she can make him mad

Nadia: Her love. Her mistress. Her everything. Everyone has thirsted for her body, and so Bella usually isnt ready to believe most words of love and affection, but Nadia persisted for months, being almost addicted to her body. And so one day Bella let her padawan into her bedroom and cried over her love. Nadia is the type of girl who will devote her heart and soul to her love. She CANT keep her hands off Bella’s body tho, which makes it hard for her to keep clean underwear around

NEW OCS FROM THE NOT PC OCS GAME. 

PRESENTING. THE ARTIST

Sarah Novadust

The lead singer and dancer of the Imperial Idol group “Royal Novas” 

A tallish girl (175cm) a bit petite looking but upclose you notice she has a good pair of thighs and some nice ass. She has GOLDEN hair. Not blonde. Golden. She keeps it on a long ponytail that reaches all the way back to her ass. She is a human girl of 22 years old with Purple eyes due to some alien grandparents

She leads the Royal Nova an Idol Group originated on the Empire. The group is formed by her, 3 back up singers, 5 back up dancers, 2 guitars, piano, drums, violin, and 1 trumpet. The 15 girls are all REAL close to Sarah.. More on that later

Sarah was born on Sarapin. She worked on being an artist since she was young, but when she was around 15 she was blacklisted from most musical firms on the republic over a incident with a manager that wanted to taste her body. Sarah left to spent some times with friends back on Balmorra when the empire attacked. FOr a couple of years she layed low working on some cantinas singing to earn a living. It was there when some sith lady saw her and brought her to Kaas City. Sarah would keep singing for more and more excentic public until she had the favour of enough people that she could stay safe and solo. Then after saving up for some time, she went and convinved a few sith lords and sith officers to put some credits on for a full on idol group. She invited friends and scouted for talent all over the galaxy

As an artist, Sarah likes mixing her young excitement with imperial overconfidense. She knows that playing it safe wont work and so she makes every song and perfomance into a way to improve herself more and more. With a big group of girls to help her she has managed to perform or even Dark council members and Senators from the republic. 

As a young woman, Sarah attracts a lot of people. She isnt the most strong willed person, nor she is particulary aggresive. That is excaclty the reason why each and every member of the Royal Novas is madly in love with her. Each girl looks over their leader as a little kitten to be protected. Of course, Sarah doesnt mind the attention and as long everyone plays nice, she will open her heart to the entire group. With 22 years old, a massive fallowing, more credits that she can count and a polyamourous relationship with 14 girls, Sarah's life is just the best

#swtor #swtor oc #star wars oc #starwars oc #Star Wars The Old Republic #star wars: the old republic

[dragonheart-swtor]

Imperial Agent Storyline: Drunk History Version

Since people really seemed to like the last one! Y’all’s collective wish is my command. Spoilers for the Imperial Agent storyline, obviously. Enjoy!

- so you start out with your agent on Hutta, a little polluted slimeball of a world that literally everyone but the Hutts canonically hates. there's lore but we're going to ignore it. the important thing is that you're here to con a Hutt, always a dangerous gambit, into working with/for the Empire.

- you sneak into a corner to space facetime your boss, a guy we only ever know as Keeper because Intelligence is weird about names. sneaking into corners to facetime people is a repeating theme throughout the story.

- you are informed that you've already got a cover story set up, and you'll be posing as an infamous pirate called the Red Blade who'll be able to get in close to the Hutt in question, whose name I've forgotten. Nethro or Nefro or something.

- "wait, what about the actual Red Blade," you ask your boss, probably

- "he's halfway across the galaxy, you don't need to worry about him," your boss replies, in a textbook example of what we in the writing business call “foreshadowing”

- (spoiler alert: you need to worry about him)

- but we won't worry about that for now. bada bing bada boom, you stroll on into the Hutt's place. you are immediately confronted by a guy who, shock and horror, actually knows the real Red Blade and knows you ain't him. (one would think that all-seeing Intelligence would have known about him, but nuance.) this is a problem for a number of obvious reasons.

- your options are as follows: bribe him, kill him, or sleep with him. (this is also something of a recurring theme throughout the story.) whatever option you take, he's dealt with. (yes, this is the man eris fucked five minutes into her storyline.)

- (I didn’t want to pay him money, leave me alone.)

- anyway, the mission progresses smoothly. meet the Hutt, do some jobs for the Hutt, betray the Hutt's right hand and stab him in the back right after convincing him you were friends, invade the Hutt's rival's palace, McMurder the Hutt's rival, you know. your average day at the office

- most of the way through, the Hutt's other right hand starts to be suspicious about you. this is Kaliyo Djannis, and she will be Plot Relevant™.

- by which I mean she shortly thereafter walks in on you facetiming your boss and gets hired by Intelligence to help out for gods know what reason. welcome to your first companion

- (or possibly you walk in on her facetiming your boss in your room, I.. don't remember, honestly. something like that.)

- anyway one Hutt is dead the other is working with us bada bing bada boom this is going great and hey remember when I said you needed to worry about that guy you're impersonating this whole time? yeah, about that,

- so the real actual Red Blade comes sailing in to Hutta and Intelligence immediately calls you up like "hey, hate to bother you, but your cover's about to get blown in a big way and we need you to murder the guy whose identity you've stolen before he can expose you.” 

- "so, just like that training mission last week. gotcha, boss, no problem."

- murder time™

- congration you done it! go home to Dromund Kaas.

- "You're on Imperial soil now, agent. Welcome home." [nonhuman Agent immediately experiences 27492738957 microaggressions] (this joke isn’t mine, for the record)

- first off, Intelligence HQ has a bomb aesthetic, as does the entire Empire in general

- second off, you do walk in on your boss talking to - by which I mean "being given a speech by" - a Dark Lord, which is less than optimal for a number of reasons, first and foremost that speeches by Dark Lords of the Sith quite often immediately precede someone getting killed

- said Dark Lord is one Darth Jadus, who will proceed to be a thorn in your side for approximately the next three hours of gameplay

- (don't worry, after that three hours you'll get a worse thorn)

- Darth Jadus decides he likes you and declares you "his" agent, which you immediately get the gist is about the worst thing that can happen to an Intelligence agent from the way everyone around you treats you like you've just had a ticking bomb strapped to your back for the rest of this meeting

- you're sent on a handful of missions, including one to the Dark Temple which, you know, Force-deaf people aren't supposed to be in, but Jadus Does Not Care

- Jadus calls you into his office at one point and tells you he's going to do some ritual to bind you to his service or something, it's not really clear, but it's clearly Not Optional and also terrifying in concept

- now, quick sidebar. there are basically two paths to take here: one where you suck up to the Sith and treat them with the utmost care and respect and fear like you're kind of supposed to, and one where you mouth off at every opportunity. Eris is mortally terrified of Sith, so she just kind of.. submitted knowing she was going to die if she didn't.

- my second run, however, was just a "hey how bad can I fuck this up" character because I already knew the story.

- I decided to mouth off to Jadus at every opportunity, including adamantly refusing this ritual.

- "What can he do to me?" I asked the person I was playing with. "I'm the protagonist! It's not like he can kill me!"

- Jadus: *kills me*

- me:

- (mechanically, anyway; story-wise I'm sure he just. put her on the brink of death. but mechanically speaking he literally actually did kill my toon)

- (this should be a warning for exactly how much this storyline is willing to put its usually-heavily-plot-armored protagonist through.)

- anyway.

-  do some missions, blah blah blah, Sith possession in the Dark Temple, blah blah blah, you know the drill

-  well, turns out Jadus is going on tour with several hundred Imperial civilians, military, and Sith, allegedly all hand chosen, to share his ~vision for the Empire~. that's all well and good, whatever I gue-

- sorry what do you mean his ship exploded

- what do you mean a member of the Dark Council just blew up in orbit

- cue Kill Bill sirens

- Panic! At The Intelligence HQ

- this throws everything into chaos; not only was Jadus more directly involved in Intelligence, but he was a Dark Councilor so now there's a massive power vacuum

- the Sith who ends up filling this power vacuum? Jadus's daughter, Darth Zhorrid.

- remember when I said you'd have a bigger thorn in your side after Jadus?

- so yeah. so Zhorrid is, for lack of a better word, fucking terrifying

- she's sadistic and completely careless of others' lives or wellbeing and oh yeah she also instantly latches onto you even harder than her father did and demands you find his killer

- a lot of your meetings with her aren't really plot-relevant so I'll sum them all up here:

- Zhorrid was horribly abused by Jadus, completely broken. She tells you a story about how she used to sing, and her father hired a tutor, then had her sing at a Kaas City performance until her throat was so damaged she could never sing again. He tore every scrap of joy out of her life, completely failed to teach her what she needed to know to survive the rigors of the Dark Council, and instilled every ounce of hatred, sadism, and complete lack of pity he could in her.

- She kills people for no reason other than a whim, because she was listening to a Sith opera and the aria was "very moving" (an actual literal thing that happens).

- She acts like a complete spoiled brat child. At one point the other Dark Councilors literally beat and torture her, presumably for this reason because she's insufferable and arrogant and way out of her depth, and she cries to you about it

- If you’re like me, your response to all this is basically “cool motive, still murder”

- I have sidetracked  very hard. where was I

- so you spend a while trying to hunt down the people who blew up Jadus's ship. There's a bunch of rebels, you hunt them down, they've got biotech weapons called Eradicators set up to destroy cities on multiple planets, skippity skip to the big reveal

- Jadus is alive, and he organized the whole thing so he'd be able to remake the Empire into the image he wanted. He tortured and enslaved the survivors of the Dominator's destruction

- Jadus gives you a whole speech about how fear is a gift to be shared and "Through victory my chains are broken" but there must be chains to break and blah blah blah holy shit this man is genocidal

- you have three choices: join him for real, pretend to join him so you can sabotage his ship and then kill him (at the cost of hundreds of thousands of Imperial lives), or refuse outright and save those hundreds of thousands of lives but Jadus escapes (and you know he's allegedly likely to return and do even worse damage later).

- (Quick sidebar again, for those who haven’t played it: Eris chose the second option and has nightmares about it for the rest of her life. It's actually extremely haunting in-game - as you're running through Jadus's ship to sabotage it as fast as possible, you can hear the distress calls from various colonies and planets being attacked, the screams of the dying that you doomed. It's horrifying.)

- so yeah there’s really no winning that situation but hey! at least Chapter One’s over. surely in Chapter Two things can’t get worse.

- Chapter Two: Things Get Worse

- there's this guy, Ardun Kothe, an SIS agent. he's a huge threat for some reason I don't remember. you're supposed to infiltrate the SIS to get close to and eventually kill him. not an easy job, but okay, we can do this.

- Intelligence sets up the meeting; months ago they sent the first word to Kothe that there was an Intelligence agent ready to turn and they've been building up from there, sending him a steady stream of information

- enter Hunter, aka the worst bastard in this entire storyline and that is an achievement. He's the one you meet first on Nar Shaddaa.

- you do some missions for the SIS, whatever, it's not important. You finally get to meet the rest of the team - and Ardun Kothe.

- Kothe wants to speak alone, which is p typical tbh. He expresses some doubts, which you assuage as best you can; he gives you your code name: Legate. It's from a form of sabbac, he explains, you'll have to play with him sometime.

- (It is difficult for me to make what happens next funny instead of horrifying, so forgive me if the tone changes a bit here.)

- Everything is going fine.

- "I'm sorry about this, Legate."

- What?

- "Keyword: onomatophobia. Engage Thesh protocols, phase one."

- Everything is not fine.

- You black out and have an extremely rude awakening.

- So it turns out whatever happened with Jadus, the Dark Council decided you were too dangerous (usually for doing your job too fuckin well) and that you needed to be leashed. So not you have mind control programming in your brain, and anyone who has your keyword can take complete and unequivocal control of your body. this is, in a word, not great.

- (This is, as I mentioned, actually extremely horrifying. You have dialogue options and they don’t change what you actually say. You have an opportunity to shoot Kothe and even if you try to select it nothing happens. But we’re not here for the horror take (not today, anyway) so let’s just This Is Fine that and move on)

- Tl;dr you can’t harm Kothe or any members of his team, you’re forced to obey anyone who has your keyword, and this wouldn’t be that much of a problem because we’ll just tell Watcher Two what’s happened and oh wait you can’t tell anyone about your programming either. well, shit.

- You go on to work double agent, like it was planned, with this new, uh. twist

- about a third of the way through the chapter, your mind kind of cracks and you start having hallucinations - seeing things you know can't be real during a holocall, passing out in the middle of your ship and waking up in medbay.

- After that, a new voice lives in your head! Watcher X, someone you either killed or let flee on Nar Shaddaa, has sort of joined the party. Is he an AI in the spinal implant the real Watcher X gave you? is he a figment of your broken mind trying to process its situation? Who knows! Not you! either way, this is not optimal but at least he seems to be being helpful this time

- so anyway we should probably try and figure out how to undo this programming bc Intelligence is being Wholly Unhelpful

- (ASAP, please, especially with how horrible Hunter acts toward you - let’s go with “uncomfortably leery,” which I promise is generous.)

- by the way, your companions still have no idea what’s going on during all this, although they try to be varying levels of supportive (thank you vector I love you bug husband)

- Good news! The Intelligence Archive almost definitely has information on what they did to you and how to fix it. Bad news! You’re definitely not authorized to look that up and crashing the power mainframe to make sure they don’t see you do it sends the security droids after you. whoops.

- Good news! There’s a way to fix you. Bad news! You have to make and inject yourself with a still-kinda-experimental cocktail of chemicals and it may or may not give you permanent brain damage. it’s fine. this is fine.

- also it takes a while to kick in which is Less Than Optimal and by the time it finally does you’ve just been left with a binding order to stay and guard the door on what is, for you, a suicide mission. there’s some incentive to “break your chains” for ya.

- You fight and kill Kothe. Who, shock and awe! is an ex-Jedi! this was in no way painfully obvious by how he kept talking about “sensing” things, I’m sure. definitely not.

- Hunter escapes, because of fuckin course he does. Hunter, who suddenly seems far more in control of everything than he had before. Hunter, who knows far more than he should. Hunter, who ends up leading you to a much, much larger conspiracy.

- End Chapter 2.

- Hate to disappoint, but Chapter 3 is honestly the least interesting to me personally, so this’ll be brief compared to the previous chapters

- You spend a lot of time hunting down this much larger conspiracy, including Hunter specifically. There's a lot of betrayal and secret reveals. (It's not tedious by any stretch of the imagination, but the story beats definitely don't stick in my head as well as the first two chapters, even after two playthroughs.)

- you go to Voss and, in order to get into a Voss-only archive, get married to a person you just met before almost immediately leaving the planet (and your new spouse) behind. this is never mentioned again.

- you get hold of a holorecording from the Star Cabal, the big conspiracy. problem: the holorecording contains a trap for the brain-enhanced Watchers, and now half of Intelligence is in a vegetative state. this is not optimal.

- partially as a result of this, Intelligence basically gets dissolved, which is Not Great because it puts you right under the thumb of yet another asshole Sith lord

- the Watchers are recovering, though, so that’s something. Watcher Two, now Keeper (the old Keeper got promoted), contacts you so you can keep working on this Star Cabal thing.

- you get intentionally captured so the Star Cabal can torture you and you can “break” and give them false information to lead them into a trap. you are immediately afterward expected to get back to work like nothing happened. this is never mentioned again.

- You track the Star Cabal to their base, way out in the Unknown Regions iirc, and infiltrate it during a meeting of the top agents.

- murder time 2: electric boogaloo (well, more like murder time 45, to be honest, but shh it’s fine)

- You fight the Star Cabal guys, chase Hunter through the whole place, and finally corner him.

- (Salt warning ahead on my part for the next story beat, if you can call it that.)

- Hunter, when beaten, reveals what I personally think is the most bullshit stupid reveal in the entire game: he is actually a she, and has been using a stealth field generator (or something similar) to change his/her appearance the entire time. There are multiple interpretations of this - "he's trans" is my least favorite, sorry-not-sorry, because a) it's pretty clear she still considers herself a woman and Hunter is just a convenient persona, and also b) a clearly predatory man is absolutely horrid representation as far as playing into harmful stereotypes about trans people, thanks. Personally, my rather cynical interpretation is that they wanted one more shock value reveal at the end of the storyline and I guess couldn't come up with anything better. It's my least favorite thing in the whole IA storyline.

- anyway, that's not really important. I just needed to be mad about it for a minute. ignore me. moving on

- The important part is this: what you gain from the Star Cabal's base is an item called the Black Codex, an ancient piece of technology with the power to erase all records of a person's existence.

- Unless you are very stubborn about it the Agent’s reaction to this is basically “oh thank fuck I’m freeeeeeeeee” and you fly off into the hyperspace sunset with your crew, giving middle fingers to the Sith whose grip you’re escaping all the way. which, really, who can blame you.

And that’s the Imperial Agent storyline, folks. Roll credits. I’ll probably do the Bounty Hunter storyline next while it’s still fresh in my mind, but I could also do the Sith Warrior storyline probably if y’all’re more interested, vote now on your phones.

#unfortunately I don’t remember jack shit from the Jedi Knight storyline #so until i finish replaying it y'all're just gonna have to hold your horses on that one #swtor #imperial agent #drunk history swtor #i have the original much more serious version of me summarizing that first scene with kothe in drafts btw #should anyone want to see it #it's the version where i actually tried to get across to someone who'd never played the game the absolute horror of that scene #and was; i think; fairly successful #the notes on the sith inquisitor post have finally slowed down so i think it's time to post this one

[jarael]

By now, Arisa was long used to the weight of beskar; she had been wearing it in some form since she was 12.  That didn’t mean it felt good in Rishi’s sticky heat.  Her black hair would be greasy by the end of the day.

This was Viksuni’s hideaway.  Rishi was a pirate paradise, and the Empire wouldn’t look for a former Cipher hiding in plain sight here.  The willowy Togruta welcomed the Chiss Grand Champion and her human husband into the abode.  Arisa was surprised to not see Kaliyo or Vector around.  “Where’s your buddy and your boy?”

“Kaliyo is dealing with some of her people, again, and Vector has a Killik thing happening.”  Viksuni hesitated before continuing.  She was risking her friendship with Arisa with what she was about to do.  “You’re not going to like this...but you need to hear us out.”

“Us?”

“Us” was the tall, well-dressed Chiss male studying Viksuni’s library.  His suit had an emblem featuring three blue and white moons connected to a large white one in the center.  He was from the Chiss Ascendancy, and his mere presence made Arisa’s blood boil.

“What’s this shabuire--” She was held back by Torian.

“Cyare, calm down.  Let him talk.”

She sourly jerked her arm from his grasp and studied the proud looking diplomat.  “Who are you?”

“Aristocra Saganu.  I met Viksuni a few years ago on Hoth.  I take it you know who I represent, seeing your response.  I was warned that you are not particularly welcoming to your fellows who are loyal to the Ascendancy.”

“Two things, pal: one, why are you here?  And two, how do you know I’m Chiss?”

“Allow me to answer the first question, so that I may answer the second.”  Saganu gestured the women to follow him to Viksuni’s holoprojector.  While walking, Viksuni flashed Arisa an awkward smile.  “Thank you for not shooting him.”

“It’s still early yet.  This is in return for that shitshow on Felucia, isn’t it?”

Viksuni fiddled with the tip of a lekku, smirking.  “Don’t know what you’re talking about, friend.”

Saganu inserted a holodisc into the projector, producing an image of two Chiss.  “These people have betrayed the Ascendancy to work for the Exchange.  The Ruling Families have placed a very generous bounty on each of them.”

“So?  You’re buddy buddy with Viksuni.  Why do you need me?”  Arisa was semi-retired from bounty hunting, having found a niche for wrestling. 

“Take a good look, Grand Champion.”

Arisa realized that the woman had the same cheekbones and chin as she, and the man had the same forehead and nose.  She clenched her fist.  “How do you know that they’re my birth parents?”

“Your mother--”

“She is not my mother.  Vheta Kavi is.”

“Wrenii was caught on holo on Tatooine bragging about you after you won the Great Hunt.  Your face, as you know, became well known after Jun Seros framed you.  Of course, we’d have to run tests to confirm you’re related to her, but--”

“No, I remember them.  It’s been imprinted in my mind.  Give me the damn bounties.”  Arisa’s teeth were gritted as hot, angry tears poured down her face. 

Viksuni laid a purple hand on Saganu’s shoulder.  “May I speak with Arisa in private, please?”  Saganu nodded and left the room.

She waited for Arisa to calm down a bit before speaking.  “You don’t have to do this.”

“I do.  Who the fuck abandons a two year old on Dantooine?  How are credits, fame, whatever, so much more important than your own child?  ‘spose it’s okay to see the Ascendancy get fucked over by them.  And I got my own mom now, not that she ever has time for me...”

Viksuni decided not to retell her life story to someone who’d heard it so many times before: getting manipulated by Imperial Intelligence, losing her memory, the Star Cabal...  She decided to let Arisa vent.  Then they could hunt.

#swtor #fanfic #imperial agent #bounty hunter #aristocra saganu #viksuni anoor #arisa kavi #kavi legacy

[sandwyrm]

Tell me how you feel about the bugsband

What I love about them: Them 🥺🥺 Ok but seriously, you know me, I have a weak point for diplomatic characters, how could I NOT love the bugsband? Plus he (they?) can kick ass when needed and is (are????) just so warm. You just know he - FUCK this grammar thing - you just know Vector would be over there giving the agent a pat pat and a warm cup of tea whenever shit hits the fan. Of course, after disposing of said shit if possible. What I hate about them: Sorry I'm hard pressed to find anything to hate about the bugsband. Favorite Moment/Quote: Honestly he's one of those characters that has me all hyped up when he's onscreen. I can't pick a favorite. I'll always love that scene where he's like "We've always been a diplomat. Whatever happens, we don't want to forget that as easily" or whatever. He and Kaliyo's jabs at each other are always funny because they've got that sibling energy going on more often than not. And I guess the Onslaught+ reunion was definitely super gay and I do mean gay ("Your insight matters to me. Truly." "And you matter to us. Truly.") What I would like to see more focus on: Vector. C'mon writers, he's an awesome character. Could've easily been one of the major story ones instead of being an agent only alliance alert that's gonna be cast to the side forevermore. What I would like to see less focus on: Nothing when it comes to him, I don't think they overdid anything so that I could say "ew" Favorite pairing with: I'm not creative so yeah I think he works with the agent and I will not invest more energy in this question before I come up with some crackship on the spot Favorite friendship: Listen. I love. Vector and Lokin having tea together, chilling, talking about philosophy or politics or whatever and I am absolutely sure him and Raina would also get along well talking about the Empire's politics and inner works. And having tea most likely but. Listen. Him and Kaliyo. They've been with the agent the longest, they constantly funny-jab at each other, and there's that letter or dialogue (I forget) where Vector is all ah yes we are accomodating to your crew, Kaliyo even stopped spitting in our tea, and listen. I am WEak for "antisocial gremlin stops being entirely antisocial towards someone" that means affection in gremlin language. NOTP: pass Favorite headcanon: listen I cannot actively headcanon about him because my brother's name is Victor and they kinda look similar and that's where my 2 brain cells stop whenever I think too much of Vector.

#full disclosure before i asked you what's the bugsband i actually right click googled it and yeah #then realized your clever word play but still doubted it enough to ask you #although i guess if anyone would start a bug band in swtor it'd be Vector so

[grimmjowjaegerjaquez]

Today I am thinking about my characters in terms of if they were companions again u_u idk how well they'd fit in with each respective group of companions, but yknow. 

a few i kind of already think of as being companions for my friend’s characters, most notably whesker, who i have a hard time divorcing from the story he’s already involved in with said friend’s character meris and i just. cannot see him tagging along with anybody else.

Verunien would be a companion for the sith warrior and regardless of their alignment and what they did with Jaesa he would staunchly position himself as the most compassionate and conscientious of the group. The most light sided despite everything. His passion is to help people! He is following the sith code in his own way! He is too stubborn to do otherwise! Though the realization that other people don’t like the way he’s doing that may come as a bit of a surprise to him lmfao

Wren would, despite being a marauder, be a companion for the imperial agent. Yes because his dad is keeper, but also bc of his ties with Jadus and Zhorrid. The first chapter at least would very closely affect him. After that, he'd just be a bad influence to Raina like Kaliyo, but maybe a bit worse since he's a force user and can encourage her to use it in sithy ways. To the agent themselves he would very much just constantly annoy and/or flirt with them, and maybe also revealing to them the emotional states of everybody else (assuming it wasn’t already obvious to them)

Yavisa I could see being a companion for either the knight or the consular, though considering the knight already has two force-using companions that might overload it a bit. She’d unfortunately just be using whatever arrangement got her onto the knight/consular’s ship as a means for her own research, and the search for her father, not out of any real desire to help them or save the galaxy or whatever. As much as she does care and will do the proper Jedi thing to do when the situation calls for it, it’s more because she was trained to do this and less because she wants to. 

Preserin would also be for the knight or the consular, but I could see them getting roped into the smuggler’s or bounty hunter’s crew as well. Though in the BH’s case I kind of don’t want to ruin the completely force-userless vibe?? They’d just constantly be on edge as their new friends constantly throw themselves into harm’s way and they have to patch them back together, lecturing them the entire time. 

Sett could honestly be anywhere. He’s really straightforward and easy going about most things; Absolutely down for everything and anything. Just a huge red Mandalorian that likes fire and tinkering with explosives. He’d like to talk Akaavi or Torian’s ears off about whatever of course, but he’s pretty content with not talking at all!

#long post #starposting #my ocs

[voidendron]

After seeing Ro and Rhekke's experiences with master mode KOTFE/ET, I've decided to try it myself! I started...I think around the beginning of last month? Somewhere around there, and I've been doing a few chapters here and there since (three left, then I'm done! Not looking forward to Vaylin or Valkie final fights tho)

I've noticed KOTET seems to have the much harder fights - my repair bills have probably added up to a mil+ just from ET

Some fights have been terrible, others were pretty disappointing

I'll probably make a separate post when I have internet again with tips for handling some of the fights, but for now I'll leave it at this:

On virulence sniper, 306 established foothold gear with all-gold periodic intensity amps, defense mods, influence 50 companions for most of the forced comps, and UV blast tactical for most encounters because of kiting...

Hardest fights imo were both GenoHaradan fights in Run for the Shadows (final fight so far is top spot for worst MM one), the purifier droid ambush in the """"safe"""" room on Iokath after meeting back up with all your comps, Horizon Guard fight with Arcann after Vaylin's party, the Voss temple ambush in the first KOTET chapter, the two Overwatch Hunter adds in Kaliyo's chapter, and the Hescal fight on Asylum

The disappointing fights? Overwatch security chief dude whatever his name is, the big droid on Iokath that you pilot after defeating it, Arcann fight on his being-destroyed ship (still a challenge, but felt more like it should've been vet mode), and ARIES on Iokath

Some of the hard fights would've gone a lot better with a 60 sec stun, so being on a turret class with no stuns and limited self heals has been rough. Still need Nathema, Battle of Odessen, and Valkie fight chapters, so we'll see how those go when I've got internet back

Some of the fights I was reallllly tempted to ask for help, but stubbornness prevails! Sjdjfhf

#swtor #blitz rambles #blitz plays #oliver vs mm kotfeet

[sheyshen]

Fictober Day 30

Prompt: “Just say it.” Fandom: Swtor (Star Wars the old Republic) Rating: T Pairing: Smuggler/Arcann/Theron

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Kara closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly. The day had been fairly slow, considering. Not many requests, the bare minimum of messages, and her brother had taken her sons out for a supply run with Torian.

Which meant that for the first time in weeks she had free time. Theron was in a meeting, working something out with Jonas and Arcann was working on something in the armory.

While it was frustrating feeling like she was being left out, she had to admit it was nice to just get some time to just relax. She started her afternoon with some meditation following it up with a hot bath. She removed her prosthetic immediately after, taking her time cleaning it and making sure things were still attached as they were supposed to be.

She didn't bother getting dressed, just pulling one of Arcann’s shirts on and then lounged on the couch, putting a holovid on to pass the time. She checked her messages while watching, finding it the same way she left it hours ago.

It was nice… but it was boring.

The vid itself was fine, but she was so used to watching it with either her husband or their boyfriend that just laying on the couch without them there felt empty. She pulled up a message to Theron, asking if he’d be done with his meeting anytime soon. He responded nearly immediately that it might be a while longer. A similar response came from Arcann as well.

She huffed in annoyance, feeling a bit slighted at that. She continued watching the vid for a little longer before shutting it off. She got up, pulled on some shorts, and left the room. She strode through the halls debating where she would go. Torian was still off-planet, Lana had gone off to do… something, she hadn’t specified. Koth was working on maintenance with Hylo…

Kara sighed, not a single one of her friends was free today but they all insisted she go and relax. She debated what to do before heading towards the cantina, if she was lucky maybe Corso and Risha were back from Port Nowhere. Unfortunately, she wasn’t so lucky, when she arrived the cantina was locked up for repairs, a small note full of cursing towards Tora, Kaliyo, and a handful of others for their party the night before taped on the door. She grumbled and headed back the way she came, she debated on heading back to her quarters to at least finish the vid. Instead, she turned and went to her landing pad, the grassy hill empty at the moment since Koro had borrowed her ship. She strode down the walkway and onto the grass, stretching her arms above her head before closing her eyes.

“There you are,” Theron called as he approached, a smile on his face. “I’m sorry the meeting took so long.” He kissed her as soon as he reached her. “Do anything fun while I was gone?”

She huffed a laugh, “Not really, though I will admit the bath was nice. How’s Jonas?”

“Good. Had some… updates.” He shrugged, “But that’s not important, come on.”

“Hmm? Where to?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“Hopefully not the cantina, I guess it’s closed.”

He laughed, “Yeah, I saw that, Tora broke the jukebox and someone set the bar on fire.”

“Kaliyo.”

“Probably.” He grinned, “But, no, not the cantina.”

“Where?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“Theron... C’mon just say it? You know I hate surprises.”

“It’s just one of the training rooms.”

She raised an eyebrow at him but didn’t try to pry more from him, instead trusting in whatever he had planned. They walked together through the base, at one point he had reached over to hold her hand, gripping it firmly and smiling at her. He was up to something.

Arriving at the training halls, he led her to one of the side rooms, inside was a small setup of tables and food. Koro was setting up a holovid, Caleb and Connor attempting to help Arcann with what looked to be some of the couches from the cantina. Torian squeezed past them, his step-daughter by his side each carrying a box packed with drinks and snacks.

“What’s this?” She asked, looking around.

“A day off. For all of us.” He glanced around. “There should be a few more getting here, but with how crazy everything has been I thought it’d be fun to surprise you with something of a small party. Just the family and friends and a few good vids.”

“And loads of snacks.” She finished, a smile on her face, “It’s a good idea. Thank you, love.”

He kissed her again before they joined the others, helping them finish setting up while they waited for the last to arrive.

#my writing #fictober20 #swtor #star wars #theron shan #oc: kara hawke