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“What did he do? You, my dear.” Unlike most, her body or state of undress was not a distraction to him. His intense, dark eyes burned into hers, trying to figure out if she would pose a threat or not. He stood between her and the doorway, leaving no easy way out. “Pillow talk is a dangerous thing, especially for an influential senator. I am happy to compensate you for your time, and for your silence. but first you will tell me anything and everything he has ever told you.”

His hand rested near his lightsaber. Not on it, or making a move to take it, but near enough that she understood the situation. “I would also advise against lying.”

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Ahmiin D’rabi was not a man easily surprised. However, even he found himself aghast when upon entering the senator of Dantooine’s quarters - a meeting he scheduled weeks ago - he found the man in bed with a Twi’lek. Ordering the senator out of his own quarters (The man knew better than to cross him) he regarded his companion. “It would be in the Senator’s best interest if no one found out about this. Either I can buy your silence, or pay someone to dispose of your body. Choose quickly.”

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“Payment.”

Haggling was easily, but for now, she had to take his measure. Pulling herself off the bed without seeming to feel shame, her bare body brilliant and smooth in the low lighting save for the small scarf around her neck. “Who are you? I’m working.”

Scanning him over idly she took stock of his dress, fine, but traditional. The weapon on him cinched it entirely. “What…did he do?” 

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❛ You’ve had a lot of time to plan this, haven’t you? ❜ (It just seemed perfect for him)

“Months, yes.” He stood, hands clasped as he watched the discourse through the open door. Through the door, the council chambers. They were empty now. Much quieter than it was just an hour earlier during intense deliberation. After Coleman Trebor’s show of courage at the Battle of Geonosis a spot on the council had opened up.

His spot.

It was a shame that Master Trebor died during the battle. He was a well known face, often the voice of the council to the public. Perhaps if he had killed Dooku, he would have been a bona fide hero.

He had wanted to be a hero, he just didn’t know how.

To be a hero these days, one would have to end the war single-handedly.

Ahmiin walked in slowly, a feeling of pride, of achievement, of lust overwhelming him. He now held seats on both the High Council and Council of Reconciliation. This opened up many new avenues for him, certainly.

He would put them to good use.

He sat in his chair, straight backed, and stared out the door at Braig. “Months of planning. But things are now only beginning.”

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✧ — SHREK SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ Man, this would be so much easier if I wasn’t color-blind! ❜ ❛ Whoa. Look at that. Who’d wanna live in a place like that? ❜ ❛ What’s that? It’s hideous! ❜ ❛ Well, that’s not very nice. ❜ ❛ It’s just a donkey. ❜ ❛ That, would be my home. ❜ ❛ I like that boulder. That is a nice boulder. ❜ ❛ You know, you’re really quite a decorator. ❜ ❛ It’s amazing what you’ve done with such a modest budget. ❜ ❛ Well, I have to save my ass. ❜ ❛ Where are you going? The exit’s over there! ❜ ❛ What kind of knight are you? ❜ ❛ We both have layers. ❜ ❛ You know, not everybody like onions. ❜   ❛ I don’t care what everyone likes! ❜ ❛ Parfait’s may be the most delicious thing on the whole damn planet! ❜ ❛ That’ll do, Donkey. That’ll do. ❜ ❛ Look, I’m not the one with the problem, okay? ❜   ❛ It’s the world that seems to have a problem with me! ❜ ❛ They judge me before they even know me - that’s why I’m better off alone… ❜ ❛ So where is this fire-breathin’ pain in the neck, anyway? ❜ ❛ Hey, where’re you going? ❜   ❛ Oh man, I can’t feel my toes! ❜ ❛ I think I need a hug. ❜ ❛ Hey, don’t look at me, I didn’t invite them! ❜ ❛ We were forced to come here! ❜ ❛ Go into the forest and look for a blue flower with red thorns. ❜ ❛ If you see any long tunnels, stay away from the light! ❜ ❛ What’re the flowers for? ❜ ❛ I’m not the monster here, you are! ❜ ❛ Now tell me, where are the others? ❜ ❛ I’ve tried to be fair to you creatures, but now my patience has reached its end! ❜ ❛ Huh, celebrity marriages. They never last, do they? ❜ ❛ You didn’t slay the dragon? ❜ ❛ It’s on my to-do list, now come on! ❜ ❛ See? There you are, doing it again! ❜ ❛ All she/he ever did was like you maybe, even love you! ❜ ❛ I’m about to give you today’s three eligible bachelorettes. ❜ ❛ That’s brimstone… we must be getting close. ❜ ❛ Oh, you can’t tell me you’re afraid of heights? ❜ ❛ Well, why didn’t he/she come to rescue me? ❜ ❛ Well, I’m sorry, but your job is not my problem. ❜ ❛ All right, you’re going the right way for a smacked bottom. ❜ ❛ I steal from the rich and give to the needy… ❜ ❛ I’m not greedy - I rescue pretty damsels, man I’m good! ❜ ❛ When a beauty’s with a beast it makes me awfully mad! ❜ ❛ Well, it’s no wonder you don’t have any friends! ❜ ❛ Wow! Only a true friend would be that cruelly honest! ❜ ❛ ‘Cause I’m all alone, there’s no one here beside me. ❜ ❛ My problems have all gone, there’s no one to deride me! ❜ ❛ But you gotta have friends! ❜ ❛ I mean, we should really get to know each other first. ❜ ❛ Is this not the most perfect kingdom of them all? ❜ ❛ Wow. Let’s do that again! ❜ ❛ Please. I would'st look upon the face of my rescuer. ❜ ❛ But… how will you kiss me? ❜ ❛ What? That wasn’t in the job description! ❜ ❛ No, it’s destiny! You must know how it goes! ❜   ❛ Let’s just say, I’m not your type, all right? ❜ ❛ Do you know what that thing could do?  ❜ ❛ This is the part where you run away. ❜ ❛ Back, ya beast! Back! I warn ya! ❜ ❛ The first thing I’m gonna do is build a ten-foot wall around my land. ❜ ❛ I think this whole wall thing is to keep somebody out! ❜ ❛ Oh, this is one of those onion things, isn’t it? ❜ ❛ Oh, now we’re getting somewhere! ❜ ❛ It’s… it’s been this way as long as I can remember. ❜ ❛ Look, I ain’t never seen you like this before! ❜ ❛ It only happens when the sun goes down. ❜ ❛ Oh, that’s beautiful. I didn’t know you wrote poetry. ❜ ❛ Only the true love’s kiss can break the spell. ❜ ❛ Oh, that’s funny. Oh. Oh. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe. ❜ ❛ Mmmm… This is good… mmm… this is really good… what is it? ❜ ❛ I guess I’ll be dining a little differently tomorrow night… ❜ ❛ Maybe you can come visit me in the swamp sometime… ❜   ❛ Better out than in, I always say. ❜ ❛ But that’s no way to behave in front of a princess/prince. ❜ ❛ Go over there and see if you can find any stairs. ❜ ❛ Cool! You handle the dragon, I’ll handle the stairs! ❜ ❛ The wedding! We’ll never make it in time! ❜ ❛ Never fear! Where there’s a will, there’s a way. ❜ ❛ Oh, what large teeth you have! ❜ ❛ I guess you don’t, uh… entertain much. ❜ ❛ That’s another thing we have in common. ❜ ❛ Can I stay with you? Please? ❜ ❛ I’ve got a dragon and I’m not afraid to use it! ❜ ❛ I don’t understand. I’m supposed to be beautiful. ❜ ❛ I was hoping this would be a happy ending… ❜ ❛ If I treat you so badly, then why did you come back, huh? ❜ ❛ I forgive you - for stabbing me in the back! ❜ ❛ Now hand over that big rock, the one that looks like your head! ❜ ❛ Shouldn’t we stop to make camp? ❜ ❛ I’m scarier than anything we’re gonna meet in this forest… ❜ ❛ You’ve had a lot of time to plan this, haven’t you? ❜ ❛ Wait a minute, I know what’s going on. ❛ You’re afraid of the dark. ❜ ❛ Uh… What’d I miss? What’d I miss? ❜ ❛ Oh, really? You and what army? ❜ ❛ What do I have to do to get a little privacy? ❜ ❛ I can talk. I love to talk. I’m the talkingest damn thing you ever saw. ❜ ❛ Man, you gotta warn somebody before you crack one like that, my mouth was open and everything! ❜

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This woman was certainly remarkable. Ahmiin openly admired her, leaning somewhat heavily on his cane. His face was not predatorial, his admiration was not physical admiration. What stuck him was her strength of character. She was admirable, though her strength may be misplaced.

“You are right: that day is not something I wish to see. Not because you have a hope of escape, but as I said, I would prefer if you remained uninjured. This is a business, albeit an illegitimate one. We are interested in making money, not torture.’ He paused, turning slightly back towards his vessel. “If I am on dangerous ground, you believe someone will be coming for you. While we walk to your quarters, perhaps you can tell me who that someone is so we can contact them and negotiate.”

Despite his threat Satine held her head high. Perhaps the remnants of the Duchess she once was that refused to show cowardice, or bend to the wills of anyone else. Or perhaps it was the inner Mando she so often tried and failed to hide.

“I do not think you do.” She took a step closer, fear, memories of a black and red monster, preventing her from taking anymore. “I will listen to you for now, because I unfortunately still value my life. But I promise you, there will come a day when I fight back, and it is not a day you want to see.” He was lucky she was on her own. All of her powerful friends were gone, or unaware of the danger she was currently in. If they knew where she was, he would stand no chance. “You are treading on dangerous ground.”

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Send ‘Would you kindly’ and a command and my muse has to obey.

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For the next five asks, my muse cannot tell a lie.

[councilbound]

Ahmiin D’rabi was not a man easily surprised. However, even he found himself aghast when upon entering the senator of Dantooine’s quarters - a meeting he scheduled weeks ago - he found the man in bed with a Twi’lek. Ordering the senator out of his own quarters (The man knew better than to cross him) he regarded his companion. “It would be in the Senator’s best interest if no one found out about this. Either I can buy your silence, or pay someone to dispose of your body. Choose quickly.”

@multiifariious

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“Hmm~” Her resolve was certainly admirable. Lesser beings had bargained, cried, pleaded, even taken their own life.  Certainly she had the resolve of a warrior. Curious, then, that she only carried a deactivator. Something spoke to him in the back of his mind, but was too quiet to make out.

“I appreciate that you must resist. The call of sentience demands that we all desire our freedom, and protest when it is to be taken. but let me assure you that my comrades will take no issue in breaking both your legs and drag you screaming into the cargo hold. Following your journey, you will be kept in the dark, in pain and hungry, praying for death. Your cooperation is not required, but you do not strike me as a stupid woman. Act in your own best interest. By all means, try to escape later. But for now, choose what keeps you safe.”

Satine watched him closely for any realizations. When he spoke she was shocked, she had expected to be robbed and then left. Not forced to reside with the pirates. The man had another thing coming to him if he thought she would accept this easily. She was Mandalorian; bowing down to another was out of the question.

And she certainly did not jump when he clicked his cane. Not even a little.

“Done with me? I am no object, I decide what happens to me.” She was liking this man less and less. She wondered briefly if he had been this infuriating when she had met him before. “I care not for my interests. Believe me when I say, my cooperation is not something you’ll get.” She shook one of the mans hands off her shoulder and sending him a glare. “I carry only a deactivator. I abhor guns.” She told him, glancing at the pistols on all of the mens hips. “Might I at least know my kidnappers name?”

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“I appreciate that fact, but I implore you to appreciate that this is sensitive information. There are debt collectors from a less than legal syndicate, but if no one knows who they are, the senator may still be able to spin the story and stay scandal free, which is an agreeable resolution for everyone involved. I apologize if this complicates your work, but this is all the information I am cleared to give you.”

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“If you want us to perform our roles efficiently, General, you’re going to have to give us a lot more information than that.”

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Her sincerity was charming, but the fact of the matter remains. He clasped his hands in front of him as they walked, maintaining his straight backed posture. Why did she think it matter what he thought, or what they thought of themselves? It was optimistic at best, delusional at worst.

“Public perception is all the matters, especially in wartime. We are not seen as one cog in a grand machine, we are seen as the ones who are turning the crank. We act as generals and commanders, diplomats and strategists. Skywalker and Kenobi have become the faces of the war. Not all of the public - indeed a large portion of the public - disagree with our actions, and that has become their reality. What we see for ourselves is inconsequential, the public’s reality is what affects us.”

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Ahmiid noted her words. There were not many people left who stated they had faith in the council and truly meant it. This war was tearing them apart ideologically, it was a mess. But, it was opportune if one knew where to look, who to speak with. But still, hearing her last question, he couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh. The look that followed was a little more patronizing than he intended.

“It does not matter what I believe, Master Unduli.” That much was true. Despite the whispered ideas and advice he gave, he very rarely spoke about his own politics publicly. “The council and the military make what decisions they may. To some, they are a liberating force. To others, they are a hammer coming down and shattering a chance at independence from a differing political ideology.” He deliberately said “they”. He felt little love for the Republic, and truthfully did not see why the Confederacy could not be legitimized. But that was inconsequential. “It does not matter which view is right or which is wrong. What matters is perception. And if the public perceives the Jedi as the tip of the spear that is currently piercing their sovereignty, then that is what we are.” 

“It entirely matters what you believe, what we all believe. It’s all we have as the physical melts away.” His words revealed a troubling truth, one not unique to him but he seemed to epitomise it. “We do not stand above, and try as we may we don’t stand apart. We serve the Republic but that alone makes us a part of it. One gear in a grandiose system, but a gear all the same. How we see ourselves is how we keep ourselves on the path we strive for.”

“So, I must ask again. Do you think of us as conquerors?” She was starting to, but that was neither here nor there. This war was unsettling, troubling even, and despite her faith, she knew they would never be as they were. Everything was in a transient state, and she knew that, but awareness would always aid them. 

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Ahmiid noted her words. There were not many people left who stated they had faith in the council and truly meant it. This war was tearing them apart ideologically, it was a mess. But, it was opportune if one knew where to look, who to speak with. But still, hearing her last question, he couldn’t help but let out a quiet laugh. The look that followed was a little more patronizing than he intended.

“It does not matter what I believe, Master Unduli.” That much was true. Despite the whispered ideas and advice he gave, he very rarely spoke about his own politics publicly. “The council and the military make what decisions they may. To some, they are a liberating force. To others, they are a hammer coming down and shattering a chance at independence from a differing political ideology.” He deliberately said “they”. He felt little love for the Republic, and truthfully did not see why the Confederacy could not be legitimized. But that was inconsequential. “It does not matter which view is right or which is wrong. What matters is perception. And if the public perceives the Jedi as the tip of the spear that is currently piercing their sovereignty, then that is what we are.” 

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He could not hold the choices of a planet against her. Many Jedi had birth worlds in the core of the confederacy. The Jedi were in a strange position in the galaxy, without patriotism or a real home outside the order. ”I hope their choices are not held against you, Master Unduli. Your loyalty should not be in question.”

Despite the fact that he could have guessed her answer, he couldn’t help but feel a little crestfallen. “The time for diplomacy is passed, it seems. I fear the war thus far has been building up. Every battle, every victory or loss seems trivial. Not to discredit the sacrifice of our comrades and troops, but there has been nothing decisive. Something will give, as you say, and it will make or break this war. Yet it seems the council is content with galactic conquest.”

“Should is often not a word that governs our lives.” But she took his words at face value and let it go. She was certain a man of his standing wouldn’t stumble into an offence at any rate. Even as distant as they were with one another she couldn’t deny the fact he was remarkably influential when he wished to be. 

“I have come to fear a great deal.” Fear was not a word Luminara dared to use lightly, but it’s severity was why it was chosen. There was an undercurrent of it in everything she saw. Nothing superficial such as death or pain, but a looming shadow she couldn’t begin to comprehend. “I have faith in the Council, and I have faith in the Order. I just see no way to end this fitting of a Jedi. Still, diplomacy may yet find a home in this Galaxy. In the meanwhile, do you believe us to be conquerors?” 

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“I have walked the road less traveled. All I gained were blisters. Serving yourself along with your ideals is the only satisfying life to lead - not forcing yourself to do anything you would not ordinarily do.”

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[Exams are almost done. Two more, then I'll be home the 22nd. Regular activity should resume the 23rd.]

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Said During D&D Starter Meme

Wine isn’t flammable enough. You need vodka or something.

Am I allowed to dance on her grave?

Look, I’m all for destroying things, but…

Are you still on the ceiling?

Are you /more/ or /less/ undead than [name]?

If you’re still alive by then, go ahead.

I will explain nothing. You must discover.

I know it was rude, okay?

I’m not happy about this, okay? I don’t like hurting people!

How many miles per hour is that?

There’s blood everywhere!

What’s a good song for this situation?

Will you seek revenge?

This is a family-friendly establishment, sir.

This is the third time you’ve run away over the course of this fight, if you’re keeping track.

That doesn’t count as a costume, it’s just a hat.

He’s all talk. He’s never actually killed you.

Wait, do you not have any money?

Well, maybe the demon has devoured multiple people.

He is not a scaredy cat.

None of us came here to fight a vampire.

What happened? Where are you?

Who did she get murdered by?

The vampire killed her, but not with his mouth.

You killed her! You set the fire she died in!

Doesn’t he know that tweets can be 140 characters?

Are there any other figures of authority?

This entire town wants to kill me, so I owe them nothing.

Wolves aren’t necessarily considered townsfolk. Can they vote?

Who do you report to?

These people don’t like us.

I don’t know what we can even do to help them.

That’s not my name and you know it.

This is by far the worst contract I have ever been on.

Now everybody wants to steal!

I’m not a thief, I’m a lady. And an arsonist.

It’s a bonfire.

Is the frog a good guy or a bad guy?

I feel like we’ve accomplished nothing.