Going Against The Grain @RogueJedi
"Was he your padawan back then? Most of the Jedi are now in hiding. The Imperials are ruthless towards those who are Force sensitive. I know so many who are now in exile across the galaxy. My father is in hiding to protect my mother and me. She tends to keep an eye out for me. Father usually comes around whenever he feels it safe to do so." Danica said, smiling out the window. "Theed came under attack during the night. Seku ran into my quarters screaming. I picked her up into my arms and ran towards the Underground. I got grabbed from behind and I dropped her. I knew it was a bounty hunter. Its my fault she got taken."
"I told you I wasn’t a Jedi." And no, he didn’t get his lightsaber from Lyon, his padawan. He just couldn’t discard a weapon that had been a part of him since he had joined the order. Now the weapon was a rusty sham of its former self, and Lyon was gone."So no, I don’t have a padawan, and I didn’t get my Jedi stuff from one. It’s a complicated subject, please, I don’t want to talk about it anymore." He just needed to focus on flying, focus, focus."Criff where’s my brandy!" He finally snapped and began digging through a pile of junk in the cockpit, finally retrieving a bottle of alcohol from the discarded pile of clothes and boxes. Before taking a swig he looked at Shiraya."… You tell no one about this." And began to drink.
“Yes, yes, yes! A thousand times yes!”
Put one of these in my askbox:
• “Do you enjoy this?”
• “Are you insane?”
• “You want me, baby?”
• “Can I keep you?”
• “Let’s get out of here.”
• “Don’t you love me?”
• “Do you hate me?”
• “We should have kids.”
• “Why don’t you go slip into something more comfortable?”
And my character can only reply with one of these:
• “You know it, sugar.”
• “Yes, yes, yes! A thousand times yes!”
• “Come and get it.”
• “What’s the magic word?”
• “Not in your wildest dreams!”
• “You owe me big time.”
"I ain’t stoppin’ you."
Not touching the second comment, though; no way.
"What, I said most of me has been replaced. I should have mentioned I had to get a new ear."
"Y’ don’t haveta prove it."
"Just feel it; th’ wrong shape ‘n’ size."
"I am going to deny that til the day I die."
"See! I can fit it in my ear! Because it IS my ear!"
"We’re gonna get it back." The Padawan answered, shrugging slightly, "Just… probably not in the same way." If a world wasn’t devastated, it was often reformed, and on a planet like Coruscant…
"At least, we think we will."
"You do! er- I mean, you will, don’t worry." He couldn’t exactly tell them that he’d already lived through this war and knew how it ended. She probably already thought he was crazy, saying something like ‘I come from the future’, would make her think he was crazier than crazy.
"The Jedi will pull through this, just like they always have. I’m sure you guys will get coruscant back. I mean, yeah rebuilding will take time, and taking care of all the terraformed stuff is gonna be rough. But the Jedi will pulle through, they always do."
Wasting time online when I should be drawing Tales from the Logbook Graphics and Title Card
"MOD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"
"Have you been that out of touch? We’ve lost Coruscant."
His eyes went wide. How did he get back here? He’d already been through this. At the time, he and Lyon had left the order an were beginning to work as mercenaries, for lack of better term, an if this was just after Coruscant fell, then at this time, he an Lyon should have been knee deep in mud on Jabiim, when they got hired to protect against the vong invasion… Needless to say that mission was logged as a failure.
"I’m… I’m sorry to hear that."