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7 yrs ago
Current Im back bitches
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7 yrs ago
The amount of progress I have made on my writing is such an ego boost =v=
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7 yrs ago
Without you I never would have met him. So thank you for breaking my heart, it let me open my heart to someone who cares.
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9 yrs ago
"Creativity takes courage."

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"Cocky. Trigger happy. Impatient...only just naming a few." She lightly spoke back with a smirk on her face. She grew quiet for another moment before just quietly saying, "I told you, I'm just looking out for my partner's back even though he likes to stare at my front." Despite the embarrassment clear through out her she was making light of the situation. It would seem she forgave him if she hadn't already.

"Rude." She dug an elbow into his ribs for that response. "I like them..." then again she liked alot of 'weird' things so perhaps it wasn't all that of an off color response for him to make. Sol listened for another moment, "You'll have to take me for a ride some time." Her head lightly leaned on his shoulder. "My favorite place is a beach. Preferably and island with a nice lush forest." Her mind wandered for a moment as she imagined the sand and the ocean and the trees. Though she'd stay away from the ocean it self, it was beautiful to look at on damn near every planet she'd been to that had one. "The freedom to do, eat, speak and sleep however you want in a beautiful place...that sounds amazing to me."
"Oh I know plenty enough words to describe you, Smuggler." She gently pushed a shoulder into him in teasing. Her skin only flared red again as a real pout, not one like when she was a politician, came across her lips. She looked away from him before saying, "I'm not going to mess with your head. It was a natural reaction and I shouldn't be throwing this much of a fit it's just that...no ones ever...like...you know." Now Solaras Apontha was not one to stutter or not be able to finish a sentence but this was one of those rare occasions.

She was grateful for the change of topic as she nodded at his answer, still quite red. "Starfruit." The thought of the delicious little fruit came to mind a split second after she said it; it brought a smile to her lips. "Favorite location?"
Solaras chuckled at his response, "Quite the ambitious one arent you?" She relaxed a bit more as his arm snaked out and rested on her waist, her brow twitched at the thought of him being stabbed. "Dont stare at me again and I wont stab you either." She cautiously stated.

She stayed quiet as she thought of colors. Which one really was her favorite? "Pink...like the sunset." Sich an odd color for her to enjoy.

"What about you? Favorite color?"
Her gaze dropped from the fall offending wall down to the knees shed pulled upward to her chin. "Dont say thank you." She tried to speak softly towards him, still furiously pink. "Ive done nothing for thanks."

She leaned back against the door a bit more and tilted her chin up to the ceiling. "Im just watching my partners back." A smirk returned to her face as she continued, "You know I have to wonder what shenanigans we would have gotten into of we met earlier in life. Think we could have been the highest leaders of the First Order? I think we could have...or the best killers in the galaxy. That's an interesting thought." She simply let her mind wander to fill the silence between them and give Joran a chance to listen and no really have to think and put stress on himself.
Her palms clamped over her ears as she sensed him get closer. They pressed tighter as she sensed tha happiness from him. It made her heart skip a beat and cause a flutter in her chest.

She stayed quiet despite still being able to hear him. Her gaze now lingered on the now offensive looking clothing before groaning with a prissy tone. A few moments later she came put now clad in a sleeveless high neck top and her pants. Her hair was not brushed through but still pulled into a tight looking bun.

With a scowl on her face she moved towards the bed, snatching the pillows and covered off before dragging them over to Joran. She avoided his gaze completely with her ears and cheeks red the entire time. She positioned the pillows all around him in the awkward spot he sat.

Solaras plopped down next to him, frown and all before holding her hand out to him-glaring at the opposite wall like it had offended her ancestors. "Next time you feel like something is happening tell me so im not in the damn shower and I can take care of you." In her own warped way it was something of an apology for leaving him alone and yelling at him. Apologizes werent really her thing.
Her body eased as his uncoiled from around her. Solaras smiled gently at the man before tilting her head in confusion. She followed not only his finger but his unmoving gaze from his pinkened face.

Her shoulders, neck, ears and face all turned scarlet in a matter of a few seconds as she jumped up and away to a standing position with her hands clamped over her chest. "LOOK SOMEWHERE ELSE YOU FUCK." She shouted at she jolted back to the bathroom-slamming the door shut.

She found herself backed into the far side of the bathroom breathing hard and shaking with embarrassment. "JERK!" She shouted through the door as her back slid down the wall. Her knees came up to her chest and her hands covering her beet red face.
The water on her skin or dripping from her hair wasn't even felt anymore as he clung to her like it was the last thing he was going to do. Something in her gut twisted painfully at the sheer thought of what could be doing this to him. It took all of her focus to keep a level tone with him, the blankness in his eyes making a knot in her throat. He spoke again of another girl and it wasn't jealousy that took over but worry and fear. Who could be so important that he would change so dramatically?!

"It's alright Joran. You know I'm too stubborn to listen to you. It was just a bad dream I promise it was." Her pulled his head towards hers again so that his chin would rest on her shoulder while she hugged him back with force. "Take a deep breath Joran, it's just me and you. I don't know what you saw but it wasn't real. It wasn't real."
Solaras felt the energy snap away from him and almost instantly disappear, it was almost suffocating. As his eyes changed back to their normal hue she could feel his emotions overloading out of his system. So much pain and desire and wanting and hurt. She tried to figure out how to make it stop for him. She could deal with physical wounds but wounds like this or emotions like this she didn't know what to do.

Her hands moved to either side of his face as she brought hers towards his. Her lips pressed to his forehead, "Shhhh it'll be alright." She trailed kissed down between his brows, over the ridge of his nose, the tip of his nose and finally down to his lips. She held it there for a moment, her stomach flipping before she pulled back searching his eyes, wiping them as best she could. "Joran it's alright. You're safe."
She'd only just gotten the shampoo through her hair when the power and the water stopped. Her mood shifted from mild panic of his words before hand to full on fight mode. She felt a massive surge in power around her, it was flowing through her as well. Not caring about formalities she grabbed her pants and pulled those on before throwing the door open- sabers flying into her waiting hands. Her eyes went striaght to the source of the power. Her brows had been pulled apart from one another in realization that what she was looking at wasn't right.

Both sabers clattered to the ground as she raced towards him. "JORAN!" She felt the lack of ability to breath to be rather annoying as she put her hands on either side of him, trying to push him down onto the bed from his floating postion. His eyes had gone black and he seemed to be in some kind of a coma state. "JORAN WHAT THE FUCK." Sol didn't really know what else to say other than that. Her hands remained planets on his shoulders as firmly as she could manage as she tried to quell the energies around them. She could see it in her mind's eye- the bubble surrounding the man.

Was this all coming from him? What the Force had caused this?!
She acted as carefree as she could manage when speaking, "I love being on top but..." She glanced at him with a devious look, "being dominated can't be too bad sometimes." Her finger rose to her chin in a faked gesture of pondering such a thought. She grinned before moving through the room assesing the damages she, and the explosion, had caused.

"I have to have a strong backside or else I won't be taken seriously." She rolled her eyes at the snark and jab she made towards the idea of other politicians thinking of her as only tits and ass. "I'm not showing off though...you're just watching to hard." A hip purposefully popped out to the side with her back still to him as she tinkered with a fried gadget.

She turned back around, chucking the fried thing towards their bags. "I think we should leave this room actually. Between the two of us there is too much Force energy here and I don't like it." She frowned a bit as she dug for clothing. "I'm going to take a shower to get this," gesturing to her blackened hands and back, "off. Try not to get into too much trouble yeah?" She questioned as she held her, shockingly, black clothing to her chest and made her way in the bathroom.

She turned on the shower to heat up while she went about pouting at her fluffed hair and rough looking appearance. It was there, halfway stripped that realization hit her. She paused, midway through taking off her top in the bathroom before loudly going, "EHHHHHHHHHHHH?!" She clamped a hand over her mouth before quickly stripping and jumping into the warmed up shower. She was thinking about the words he had said to her earlier. About l... 'NO NO NO NO NO HE DIDNT SAY THAT.' She paced back and forth in the little space of the shower not really feeling the hot water hitting her skin. 'No, he wouldn't have said that about me of all people! He said like, yeah that has to be it. I'm just a killer who just so happens to have clicked with him well. Yeah.' Her mental debate continued as she scrubbed brutally at her skin and hair.
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