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Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back

xwinger:

“Never tell me the odds.” “All right, I’ll give it a try.” “Do, or do not. There is no try.” “Hey! Save your strength. There’ll be another time.” “I love you.” “I know.” “Why, you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking Nerf herder.” “Who’s scruffy-looking?” “I won’t fail you. I’m not afraid.” “I can’t. It’s too big.” “Judge me by my size, do you?” “There’s something not right here… I feel cold. Death.” “I am wondering, why are you here?” “I’m looking for someone.” “I’m looking for a great warrior.” “Wars not make one great.” “They’d be crazy to follow us, wouldn’t they?” “Hey, I’m only trying to help.” “Would you please stop calling me that?” “You make it so difficult sometimes.” “You could be a little nicer.” “Come on, admit it. Sometimes you think I’m all right.” “Scoundrel? Scoundrel? I like the sound of that.” “You like me because I’m a scoundrel. “There aren’t enough scoundrels in your life.” “I happen to like nice men.” “I’m nice men.” “Your weapons, you will not need them.” “Control, control, you must learn control!” “Afraid I was gonna leave without giving you a goodbye kiss?” “I can arrange that. You could use a good kiss.” “It looks like you managed to keep me here a while longer.” “That’s a good story. I think you just can’t bear to let a gorgeous guy like me out of your sight.” “I don’t know where you get your delusions, laser brain.” “I’ll see you in Hell!” “Impressive. Most impressive.” “You have controlled your fear. Now, release your anger.” “You said you wanted to be around when I made a mistake, well, this could be it, sweetheart.” “I take it back.” “You must unlearn what you have learned.” “They’re getting closer.” “I think we’re in trouble.” “We’re in trouble!” “I am altering the deal. Pray I don’t alter it any further.” “It’s a trap! It’s a trap!” “Either shut him up or shut him down!” “Why didn’t you tell me?” “How ya feeling kid? You don’t look so bad to me.” “That’s two you owe me junior.” “You were lucky to get out of there.” “I’m not really interested in your opinion.” “You have learned much, young one.” “You’ll find I’m full of surprises.” “Don’t get excited.” “Being held by you isn’t quite enough to get me excited.” “Sorry sweetheart. I haven’t got time for anything else.” “Would it help if I got out and pushed?” “Might I inquire as to what’s going on?” “ You are beaten. It is useless to resist. Don’t let yourself be destroyed.” “You have failed me for the last time.” “I had no choice.” “We’re going to get pulverized if we stay out here much longer.” “I’m not going to argue with that.” “Some day you’re gonna be wrong, I just hope I’m there to see it.” “You certainly have a way with people…” “We would be honored if you would join us.” “I don’t know what you are talking about.” “You’re great help to us you’re a natural leader.” “You have your moments. Not many of them, but you do have them.” “I have a bad feeling about this…” “It is the future you see.” “I’m terribly sorry about all this.” “I’ll be back.” “Well, I guess you don’t know everything about women yet.” “I hope you know what you’re doing.” “I really don’t see how that is going to help!” “You don’t have to do this to impress me.” “Perhaps you think you’re being treated unfairly?” “This deal is getting worse all the time!” “I feel terrible.” “It’s not my fault.” “What are you doing here?” “You look absolutely beautiful.” “Hello, what have we here?” “There is no escape. Don’t make me destroy you.” “You do not yet realize your importance.” “I’ll never join you!” “No. No. That’s not true. That’s impossible!”

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Paolo Sebastian Haute Couture

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“I try,” she said, moving out of her way. “I always end up wondering if there’s anything else I can do, but I have very little jurisdiction, actually, so a lot of it is out of my hands. Not that I’d be much help, really. I’ve not exactly been schooled in such matters.”

“I believe that you do what you can your highness.” She shrugged, moving to clean up the unfortunate mess. 

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Her face lights up, and she’s reminded exactly why she likes Hugo so much - his sweetness is incomparable, and she moves closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder. “Juice boxes would be wonderful. I’ve always liked apple best.” She loves the fake, slightly overly saccharine taste, even though she knows it’s probably horrible for her.

She looks up at the sky, enjoying the gentle glowing of the stars overhead. “They’re gorgeous. I’ve never been good at stargazing,” She’d never had the patience to listen to all the names. “I just know they’re pretty to look at. What about you?” She asks, turning to Hugo. “Can you stargaze?”

MARIE.

he’s not one for sweets. anything sugary always resulted in regret & grimaces from hugo. however, his features light up at the prospect of her actually baking a cake for the two of them. he could grow to tolerate baked goods if they were made by her.

“that’d be great.” a genuine smile’s cast in her direction, his gaze abandoning the campus grounds altogether. “i can’t cook anything worthwhile, but i’d certainly be able to buy us some juice boxes.”

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She ducks her head bashfully, a blush forming on her cheeks at his flattery. “I’d love to perform for you.” Even right now, she wants to add but she doesn’t want to come across as over-eager. “It’s less boring than a lot of people think. Especially if you dance to the less classical stuff.” She loves to dance to more modern music, enjoying the contrast between her own very classical movements and the contemporary sounds coming from her speakers. “Lana Del Ray’s best for that. It’s soft enough that it sounds nice, but the beat’s clear, so you can still dance to it easily.”

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MARIE.

there may be better dancers, but she’s the only one he’s willing to have as his partner. especially for something as unprofessional as their current endeavor. & by his warped logic, that makes her the best by default. “at least you have a forte when it comes to dancing.” he chuckles, amusement clear in his gaze. “i’d love to see you dance some day. ballet, that is.” he’s never cared for dancing in general, but he’d take up an interest in it if she were the one performing.

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“I never said you weren’t. And I know I don’t have to. I’d like to. But, if you don’t want me to, that’s perfectly fine by me.” More money to spend once she gets to the clothing store, which for now is shut, but she hopes by the time she’d finished her coffee it’ll have opened. “Come on, it’s just this way. It’s not too far,” She says, heading down the street, rushing slightly to get out of the cold.

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of course he’s right. he raises an eyebrow at her offer, a rejection already forming on his lips. it’s gone the second he realizes that getting coffee with this misguided stranger would make for the perfect excuse to show up late for his study date at noon. he rather fake an interest in conversation with her than deal with the idiots from his physics class. “i actually wouldn’t mind that. you don’t have to spend your money on me, though. i’m perfectly capable of buying my own coffee.”

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“That’s a very good attitude to adopt.” She can only imagine what they say about her. “I don’t pay any heed to them. The last time I checked, they were blaming me for the state of childrens’ schools.” She laughs at the ridiculousness of the whole idea. “Perhaps next time I check they’ll blame me for the price of petrol.”

“I dont listen to much to gossip. I’ve heard only the vague things. I just like to stick to my work.”

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HUGO & MARIE | @deficxt

“baby, you’re like lightning in a bottle; i can’t let you go now that i got it. & all i need is to be struck by your electric love.”

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muse list:

@lvxeterna (Lux from The Virgin Suicides)

@lxvingdaughter (Portia from The Merchant of Venice)

@mothcriisms (Wendy from Peter Pan [book based])

@deficxt (Marie Antoinette)

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A blush creeps across her cheeks as she smiles at him, stopping her singing to speak to him. “I assure you there are dancers far better than me.” She’s not just being modest; while she had been given formal lessons as a child, she’d never had the patience for ballroom dancing, though ballet was something she was terribly fond of. “I can’t say partner dances are my forte, to be honest. I’m better at ballet. I’m too short to actually be one, though.”

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MARIE.

he’s careful not to make any sudden movements while maintaining her set pace. last thing he needed was to trip over himself & prove her wrong in the worst possible way. his smile widens at her singing, with himself torn between watching his feet or meeting her gaze. he’ll just take his chances & keep his eyes locked on hers. “Well, seems I’ll have nothing to worry about then. I certainly won the lottery with my choice of dance partner, didn’t I?”

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She ducked her head bashfully. “Thank you very much. I’d like to know more about those rumours, actually,” She said. She was curious about what other people said. While she mostly paid no heed to the words of the tabloids, curiosity sometimes got the better of her.

“You are just as wise and noble as your rumors foretell.” Collette smiled slightly. “And I appreciate your understanding.”

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requested by corcnaprincess: Liv Rooney in meatball-a-rooney

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“That would be lovely,” Marie says. She loved the roof, even more perhaps than she loved the library. While she never really adored reading, never having the patience to read a novel all the way through, she loved the books themselves, thinking them absolutely gorgeous.

More than the books or the library, she loved spending time with Hugo. It didn’t particularly matter what they were doing, Marie just liked his company. “I could bake something. I make a really nice lemon cake, actually.”

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Ottoman Rose Oil Bottle, late 18th century