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hey y'all, sorry for the inactivity. job sitiation isn't the best right now and it's been stressing me out a lot. hope to be back on the dash soon, wishing everyone a happy friday.

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i forgot what it's like having a dog ( my girlfriend's dog technically, but she is the cutest lil chaos demon ) so now i understand when lexa says she would die for hers <3

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" to hell with the rats. " reliable intel, and reliable people for that matter, are hard to come by. it's why lexa keeps her inner circle small. anyone with their background and skill sets needed to uphold a certain amount of precautions. though, too many, and a person would run the risk of PARANOIA, which had a nasty track record of becoming and individual's demise. lexa simply sticks with the mantra of ' you can't be too careful. ' after scouring the fridge, she places some tupperware on the table for him to sort through. the meals are an assortment of high protein and carb options." ...so, is this a one person job? " she knows better than to outright ask if he needs help. emil is stubborn, not unlike herself, and will most likely insist on completing the work on his own. still, the offer is there. it's an unspoken understanding that she'd provide extra guns, muscle, support if needed.

he huffs out a sharp breath which could be some kind of laugh if he wasn't distracted. nothing about this is all that amusing. but the way she so naturally offers to hear his tale of woah and then proceeds to try to feed him feels absurd. it is so different to the life he lived before defecting, the callousness and apathy. ❝ i could eat. ❞ his shoulders rise and fall in a shrug. as his muscles settle back into place they do so with a little less tension than before. he steps over and drops the paper towels in a trash can. he really should burn them but he can't be bothered today. he'll burn her whole trash bag later, far away where it won't stink. ❝ too many rats in this damn place to keep track of, ❞ he mutters. he returns to the sink to thoroughly wash his hands again. ❝ there's a few pricks i'll track down. need to figure out what they know and who else they mouthed off to. ❞

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It sounded like whoever was wielding that weapon was located in combat with or chasing someone. Velma and Shaggy ( and what the hell was their Great Dane named again? ) had teamed up to search the basement. Was it possible the two were fighting for their lives that very moment? Thinking mostly of the dog's safety, Lexa braced to break into a faster sprint.

Daphne moved a smidge quicker and soon Lexa found her body getting pulled into a different direction. She stumbled along the wall and almost knocked the redhead over. " Are you trying to get us killed? " A little harsh, but she would have appreciated a heads up before the sudden maneuver. Lexa brushed some excess dirt off her pants and cautiously peered around the corner. Darkness greeted her, which was eerie, but she supposed it was better than coming into contact with their mystery ASSAILANT.

" We have to go toward the source. " She knew the other would have strong reservations. In another universe she would probably lack the courage to be in those catacombs at that very moment. Their friends were in danger and they were the only ones they could count on.

On the ground a few inches from her boots, Lexa noticed what looked like rods along the wall. They were metal with just a bit of rust. Wouldn't have been her first choice, but now they had a way to arm themselves. The brunette picked one up for herself and then handed another to Daphne. " Your friends need help, and we'll be stronger together! "

Lexa fought the knee-jerk reaction to pull away. She wasn't used to gentle touch, having spent the better part of the last few years on her own. When things did get physical, it was almost always altercations with the supernatural. Daphne meant no harm, which is why she ultimately relaxed, tension leaving her shoulders ( she might also be flexing a little, but she'll never tell ) . It was only natural to seek COMFORT in situations like they were currently in.

" Yeah...we need to find everyone. " If her THEORY was correct and there was a serial killer, or some other monster, roaming the premises, the others would be easy to pick off in small groups. Their best bet would be to unite and face the threat together. Strength in numbers and all that jazz. Running with Daphne's suggestion, Lexa squinted in the darkness, attempting to make out the edges of the space they occupied. She wandered a few steps, careful not to step into anything potentially hazardous. " Over here! " It took a little bit of course correction, but Lexa located a wall for them to follow. " Watch your step, it's like an abandoned rage room in here. " Shoes tread around bags of trash, over metal scraps and through the occasional pile of broken glass. Hand grazed the wall as she went, until eventually, they came across a dark rectangle shape with trim. Upon closer inspection, Lexa deduced it was indeed a door.

Handle was grasped firmly, yet opened quietly; an enemy could be on the other end after all. On the other side, green orbs were met with more darkness, but also a path leading into another sections of the catacombs. Suddenly a shrill roar echoed from further down the hallway. It almost had a timbre like a drill, and not long after some sounds of distress followed. " Oh, that's a chainsaw, " The realization hit Lexa quickly and her fight mode began to take over. " We've got to get over there now! " Shoes firmly pushed off the ground as she broke into a jog before a full on run. The gang were a bright talented crew, but were they prepared for the worst of human ( and not so human ) kind?

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It hardly seemed to matter the region, the warrior found that food and drink were often times the key to peoples' hearts. Not that this was her mission per se...she would have to assess how things went down the line. " Hmm, lucky guess, " Lexa smiled at the innkeeper. " We can thank an enthusiastic vendor for the suggestion. " She did as Selene proposed, taking the glassware in hand with her as she searched for a comfortable spot to unwind. Upon pouring the liquid, the aroma blossomed and soon Lexa understood the other woman's delight. The mead smelled absolutely DIVINE. " Seems busier than usual. Is there a festival in town? " The streets of Cairhien usually bustled day in and day out, but there appeared to be more patrons that evening. Perhaps all the travelers wanted a glimpse of the raven haired beauty whose time Lexa had managed to monopolize. " You make it look so easy, I would have taken a stick and started swinging. " She meant the tipsy customers.

She smiled at Lexa when she saw the mead, one of her favorites in this age. "Oooh, I like this one. How did you know?" She questioned while she looked into green eyes with her own blue eyes. She looked Lexa up and down, taking her in as she mulled over her invitation. "I just need to close up, feel free to pour us some drinks." She went behind the bar, picked up two glasses, and set them in front of Lexa. "You can go home when you are done cleaning." She said to the bartender, who just nodded. "I'll be right back." She closed the doors, shooed away some of the more drunk patrons, telling them to return in the morning, and only then returned to Lexa, taking the glass and a big gulp. "Hmm, I need this after tonight. "Come, let's make ourselves comfortable. My feet hurt." She walked towards the back of the inn and sat on a comfortable bench while taking off her shoes.

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lexa knows there's more to their world than the lush forests of her district. she's witnessed the beauty within panem firsthand during her victory tour ( of course, the different landscapes didn't hold as much of her focus during that time ). a part of her feels as if she would be CONTENT among the evergreens forever, living and dying there in the midst of the foliage. the thought of it may be morbid, but she no longer needs to hold survival at the top of her priorities.

green eyes study the other as she is delighted by the growth surrounding them. in her head, lexa pieces together what flowers might look best atop annie's crown. " as best i can. " she finally responds with a wry smile. the pain she carries from her games still remains, though it is no longer fresh wounds that weight her down. lexa's made peace with the fact she will forever be haunted by kostia's memory. some days are harder than others, but she strives to carry on for her fallen beloved as well as the friends and family they've lost in the fight for LIBERATION. " i hope you have been well. " in a short period of time, the other victor has lost a small support system. navigating that must be difficult indeed. " you know if you ever need anything..." she trails off, confident that annie understands she can ask lexa for just about any favor.

the   sweet   smell   of   greenery   floods   her   senses   ,   coating   her   in   an   ARTIFICIAL   warmth   that   didn’t   quite   come   from   the   sun   as   of   yet   .   back   home   ,   she   knew   that   she   had   to   be   missing   the   BEGINNING   of   new   horizons   .   growth   after   rebirth   .   after   the   mass   funerals   ,   among   them   mags   ,   finnick   ,   and   her   MAMA   ,   she   hadn’t   yet   willed   herself   to   go   back   .   panem   called   ,   and   she   had   to   answer   .

lexa   brings   joy   ,   plain   and   simple   .   BEAMING   ,   she   stoops   to   pick   a   tiny   wildflower   ,   rolling   the   stem   between   her   fingers   .   the   DAINTY   thing   didn’t   exist   in   four   ,   she   wants   to   commit   it   to   memory   ,   to   AFFIX   it   to   herself   forever   .   “   i   hope   i’m   never   underground   again   until   it’s   the   earth   bringing   me   home   for   good   ,   ”   she   said   ,   shaking   her   head   with   fervor   .   “   how   have   you   been   getting   on   ?   ”

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doing some yardwork with the gal pal this afternoon ( cuz the previous tennants sucked ASS ). smash the heart for somethin shippy or spicy 👀

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🌺 send this to ten muns you think are wonderful 🌺

@shesdaylight // Dash Posiivity

nuh uh uno reverse! <3

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‘ you almost shot me ! ‘ //clint

@bokketo // shenanigans featuring clint!

" but did you die? "

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eyes darted back and forth, studying ahsoka's features. lexa soon became weak against the feeling of dread pooling in her abdomen. " you really don't know.. " the observation is said plainly, but carried a certain HEAVINESS with it. she expected there to be rumors, talk, speculation at the very least. most rebel factions knew the empire had plans within plans. it was only a matter of time before they unleashed some new horror into the universe.

in that moment, lexa ignored all her usual protocol for operating in the field. the time for moving in the shadows had long passed. the alarm must be rung, the fight truly beginning. " they have a planet killer. and it's almost complete. " speaking those words into existence was just as gut-wrenching as when lexa had learned of the projects' inception. already, they might be too late. if the weapon was designed to do as was believed...what soldiers, what army could defend against OBLITERATION?

lexa paused, scanned their surroundings to ensure there were no eavesdroppers. the kind of information she carried was CLASSIFIED, even among high ranking imperials. " did you fly here? can you get us off world? " she needed to speak to ahsoka somewhere she knew there were no spies or sympathizers, and not many other locations were as airtight as the inside of a ship.

ahsoka  knew  lexa  probably  had  good  intel  —  but  she  had  to  make  SURE.  this  wasn't  a  game  they  were  playing  —  this  was  the  EMPIRE.  if  ahsoka  knew  anything  about  anakin  (which  she  did,  a  lot)  or,  VADER,  now,  she  knew  that  whatever  the  empire  was  planning  would  be  nothing  short  of  brilliant  —  and  horrific.

❝i  believe  you,  lexa.❞  ahsoka  stated,  looking  around  them  briefly  before  crossing  her  arms  over  her  chest.  they  had  met  in  a  remote  location,  neutral  territory,  somewhere  they  shouldn't  be  spotted,  but  ahsoka  could  never  be  too  careful.  ❝but  i  need  to  know.  what  information  do  you  have?❞

the  fellow  former  padawan-turned-rebel  had  ahsoka's  attention.  whatever  it  was  lexa  was  going  on  about,  it  sounded  scary.  there  won't  BE  a  rebel  base?  what  did  THAT  mean?  ❝what  are  they  building?❞

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only i would find a way to stab myself while switching out my plates

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i was busy yesterday driving 525,600 million miles, but once again it is that time of year where lexa is gonna wwe god at the local farmer's market. happy pride y'all.

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@bokketo sent: ❛ are you jealous? want me all to yourself, do you? ❜ //teen!nat

Lexa scoffs at the accusation. Despite the rose hue slowly decorating her cheeks. Despite the sudden urge to punch something ( its surprisingly strong ) at the thought of nat giving attention to anyone else. She takes a deep breath. The redhead is trying to RILE her up, and two can play at this game. " I don't get jealous. " She lies through her teeth.

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hey homies, starting tomorrow (friday) i will be on a mini hiatus until about June 3rd-4th ish. i' m moving out of state this weekend and it's gonna take a few days. i'll lurk when i'm passenger princess uwu but don't expect too much from me until i get settled in to my new place!

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Rogue One Sentence Starters // Accepting @hopegained sent: ‘ have to start somewhere. ‘

she's surprised by his sudden willingness to help. " i thought you didn't care about these sorts of affairs. " hunting jedi ARTIFACTS hardly seemed high on eron's to-do list. the last time lexa spoke with him regarding the force and the ways of the jedi, he had made it clear that path was not one for him. yet, there he was, suiting up and loading some personal items into the cargo hold. she isn't protesting his coming along by any means. in fact, she's thrilled he's had a change of heart ( though still somewhat curious...). " i'm glad you changed your mind. you're flying. " with two firm pats to his shoulder, lexa turns on her heels to collect the rest of her belongings for their journey.

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leksa found the matter-of-factness in the other's speech AMUSING. she paced around the shop, occasionally eyes gravitated towards a specific antique or two. " have i ever given you reason to doubt me? " the warrior cannot count how many missions she had carried out at luthen's request. discreetly ( and sometimes not so discreetly ) carried out, only asking the essential questions. " i have always come through. "

@graunblida sent: "If you don't trust me, just tell me." // for kleya

　　' 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔. i don't know how you would ever get the impression otherwise. ' it wasn't personal, of course. there was only one person she trusted and he wasn't here. kleya merely pulled her arms to her chest, eyebrow permanently furrowed. ' don't let that stop you. '

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Rogue One Sentence Starters // Accepting @ofpolitics sent: ‘ i find that answer vague and unconvincing. ‘ (from tenel ka)

Lexa chuckled at the bluntness of her companion's response. She supposed the observation was true. Memories of the past...were not the easiest to talk about. Opening up to those closest to her still proved CHALLENGING let alone someone she just met. " Do you mind if we skip that one for now? " She's worried the longer they spend on the subject, the more opportunity she'll have to become emotional.

" When did you discover your force-sensitivity. " Leksa steers the conversation on a new course.