#oc:Raica

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Happy (a little late) birthday! Hope it was a good one. How did your characters celebrate their 21st birthday.?

Oh no anon!!! It's not a little late!!! Its still the 21st here so its still my birthday :))) but thank you!!!❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Oh god. I mean to answer that question I'd need to pull up everyone(and thats a lot)

But just for like a few of them:

Serena- she celebrated it quietly on the actual day but her family threw her a big party the next time she was home.

Cira-She was on the job but that night, she went to go out drink but she couldn't do much because like....she still had work to do with her target.

Cero- went out drinking with his work buddies. Nothing big at his place. Just a small get together on a bar on Dromund Kaas.

Raica-she drank with the crew and went out hunting the morning of.

Kahnee- she had just gotten out of her last relationship so she spent it just building a droid and didn't do anything for it.

I could list off everyone...but again...I don't want to clog up your dash with a long ass post on it.

Again, huge thanks for the wishes!! I hope you have a good day, anon!!❤❤❤❤❤

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Psychology ask #7 Raika!

Hello annonie~ Thank you for asking me about my Bounty Hunter Mama Raica Novar! Literally no one ever asks about her!

7: What does your OC hate and like about themselves?

So, Raica hates that she’s so kind and cares so much about everyone in her crew and even her marks. She likes that she has a good enough support system to fall back on for anything.

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Mako I Gault 

To you, Torian Cadera,

My stars,my husband,my whole universe. When I started this gig, I never thought,no--never even knew, that you would come crashing into my life like you did. Everything about you caught me off guard. From your manners, your kind smile, your dog eyes, and your fluffy hair, to the way you make me feel inside, your excitement about hunts, and your fierce loyalty. The list goes on and on. Yet, one thing is for certain, I don’t think there’s anyone in the galaxy that can replace you. Ever. As the years go by, I still remember the first time I noticed you. You probably didn't notice my glances as I walked into the hall. I was nervous, to say the least. Yest, Gault was there for commentary, but it wasn’t really helping. Exhaustion and nerves left an uneasy feeling in my stomach, but when I saw you, it kind of disappeared. I was strangely intrigued by your stance. The air that you exuded as I passed by lured me in even more. I thought I would get to talk to you after the ceremony, but you had disappeared before I even had the chance to say ‘hi’. When I saw you again on Dromund Kaas,I promised myself that I would not let you go without knowing your name. When you spoke, your stiffness was evident. Whether it was nerves or protocol, I will never know. Sadly, after my job was done, we had to part ways. I remember being so upset about not being able to invite you for a drink before I left. On Taris, when I caught you off guard during your ambush, I was scared that you would be an obstacle I would have to get rid of. My fears proved wrong when you helped me find your father. Back when he attacked you, you stood your own so well. You even risked your life so I could finish my job. ( Me, a stranger you had met just briefly on Dromund Kaas. What were the odds, right? Anyways...) The way you reacted when I helped you out instead of going to catch Jicoln...There’s so much I want to say about that, but lets just keep it at:it told me enough. I should probably take this time to tell you what I was thinking when I did what I did. I could not allow myself to see you die. I just couldn’t. Not after I had grown weirdly attached to you without even spending a moment alone...together. Through this rambling...what I’m trying to say is...that in all of this mess that has been created by the republic and empire alike, no matter the cost to me, I’ll make sure you live the rest of your life happy. I guarantee that anyone who messes with you, will have to go through me first. Because that’s what family does, right? We protect each other. Ni kar’tayli gar darasuum.

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Lost Letters

So I wrote a small thing from Torian’s perspective pre-Chapter 3 of KOTFE a while ago. (The one shot can be found here) Anyways, I found a revised version of each ‘letter’ so I’m going to be posting them part by part on here...just to get my own writing out.

To you, Mako,

My slicer,my sister,my impulse control.I have so much to thank you for.You stuck with me through thick and thin.You came to me with your problems.I did the same.The bond we have is there until the day I die.That is something I can guarantee. Thank you fore everything, my friend. You really are one of a kind. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

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Lost Letters

Mako

To you, Gault Rennow,

My friend, my weird uncle, my partner in crime. You cannot believe how much I see. The things you try to hide--I know. These years we’ve spent together have taught me so much. Behind your suave exterior, there’s fear. How you have survived for so long by constantly looking over your shoulder,I have not the slightest clue. Just remember, you’re not alone anymore. I’m here for you if you need me. Like always, you taught me that pretty much any problem can be solved through a good amount of drinks or a con. In that spirit, I tell you this: Be it through a con, or a drunken night in some cantina (Heck, even both, if you think about it.), just give me a ring and I’ll be there. You name the place. I’ll bring the materials.I’ll even have Mako create fake identities for us, if needed. Its your call Tyresius. 

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Letters of Thanks

So I just kind of had a headcannon post being frozen in carbonite but pre chapter 3 of KOTFE where Gault stumbles upon a holo that contains recordings for each of the companions (except for Skadge because Raica has never really liked Skadge in the first place) so they just kind of gather together and listen to what their dead captain has to say. So here is a one shot about that. (Kind of written through the point of view of Torian because I want to cause myself pain and Raica has romanced him.May be a little OOC because I’m only guessing based on what I see about how he would react through it all.)

Torian couldn’t stand it. He refused to believe his eyes. Everyone saw the same thing he did, but there was no way it was real. That was not his captain.

She had to have gotten out one way or another. She couldn’t–no–Wouldn’t have abandoned him. She wouldn’t just abandoned her whole crew. It wasn’t like her.

He knew that the life of a Mandalorian was always essentially a ride or die type deal. He was aware that she was not bound to live forever, but this was not the way it was supposed to go. She was supposed to die on a hunt after some big shot bounty, not trapped on a burning ship. It wasn’t worthy of her.

Yet, the ship had blown up. She had been on the ship when it did. She was gone. Forever.

Torian couldn’t figure out if it was the disbelief and numbness coursing through his body or something else but something told him that she wasn’t dead. That she would come back to him. If she was truly dead he would feel it. It was their connection.

The last of the clan Cadera needed to take a moment to just breathe and await some sort of sign from his captain–no–his love.

A few hours passed. Still no word. Fear gripped his heart as the horrible thoughts filtered through his brain. He had to focus on something else before the thoughts consumed his every being.

He could go on a hunting trip. Those always made him feel better, but something told him that would make it worse. The only other possible option was to check in on everyone else.

Torian knew that some of the crew was aquainted with her before he got the chance to so the sight was most likely more devastating for them. It must be hard–if not harder–for them.

Especially Blizz.

Though he came later, Torian saw how Raica treated him. The Jawa became something similar to her child. She always treated him with such kindness and appreciation. 

He was always there in her mind, when she excitedly picked out trinkets for the Jawa after their every bounty. It seemed like that small alien was the first one to even cross her mind once off the job. 

 Was he jealous? No. He found it absolutely adorable. If she treated Blizz like her own child, he knew exactly how she would be with one of her actual flesh and blood. She would be an amazing mother. 

Heh. Mother. That was most likely never going to happen again. 

As he sat on his bed, he tenderly thought back to an interaction between the captain and the Jawa that he had come across recently.

She was sitting quietly, staring out into the galaxy. Something about her composure seemed very…off. Usually, he would find her seated,attentively watching the sky around them , her hands automatically cleaning her blasters. 

That day, she was relaxed, but not in a good way. 

They had just come back from a pretty hard bargaining customer. The job was miserable and the pay was even worse. They had to argue with said customer for about two hours until he came up with the originally agreed price. The customer’s boss gave them a small bonus as an apology and a hint to never return to their establishment ever again. It was nothing they hadn’t dealt with before but seeing as how the captain had reacted to everything after the fact, her being was worn thin. 

He was about to step in and suggest that they go take a holiday to their apartment on Nar Shaddaa when a small body rushed into the room, excitedly bouncing up and down. She seemed to sense the small presence entering the room because she sat up straight and started to turn around before she was attacked with a hug from the Jawa. 

 “Boss! You’re home! Blizz has something to show you!” the small creature spoke. 

The happiness from him seemed to radiate and infect the captain because in just a few minutes, she had her usual air back. He watched on as she carried out the Jawa in her arms as Blizz told her about his adventures while she was out.

Torian slowly got up and trudged over to where Blizz would usually be. Instead of finding the Jawa poured over something as he tried to distract himself from the matter at hand, Torian saw Mako sitting with Blizz in her lap. The alien was pressed close to the girl’s body as Mako was crying. Her eyes were extremely puffy and red from the grieving and due to the sniffles coming from the Jawa, he had also been doing his fair share of crying.

The slicer locked eyes with Torian for a few seconds before looking away, guiltily. “I’m sorry.” She mumbled quietly, refusing to look at him.

He came over and crouched near the duo. “Hey,“he started. He had to find his own words so that he did not break down in the middle of his sentence.

“It wasn’t your fault. She said to leave and that’s what we did. We just-we ju-“his voice cracked. He couldn’t do this for much longer."We were just following captain’s orders. She knew the risks and that’s what made her a great Mando.”

“But does being a great Mandalorian really count if she–she-sh-she’s dead?” Mako asked quietly, her voice breaking more with every word.

“Death in battle is an honorable death for the Mandalorians. You know this Mako.”

“Yes, but I hate it. Its just the worst ideology ever created by mankind.Its stupid. If it wasn’t for that, she would still be here.”

“Are you sure? R–Ra–R–she was always so stubborn. You couldn’t expect her to just ditch something. She wouldn’t do that. That’s not like her. She’d get the job done first and then get out and hope she made it out alive. That was our captain. She wasn’t a quitter.”

“But–”

Their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the doorframe. The three of them looked at the source of the noise only to find their fellow Deveronian looking at them somberly. “I hope I’m not interrupting something extremely important,"he started,"But I have found something you might want to see. Meet me by the holoterminal.”

With that, the red skinned alien left, leaving the trio to themselves. Blizz got up first. His glowing eyes stared at them. “Come on. He wouldn’t tell us anything right now unless it was about Boss.”

Torian couldn’t argue with that logic. He stood up and extended a hand to Mako. She took it and once she was up, the three of them walked up to meet Gault.

The Deveronian was standing at the holoterminal, staring at a projection of their captain. Torian watched Mako carefully to see how she would react. She was holding up quite well, for now. On the other hand, he was a different story.

The projection made everything worse. His whole being hurt as he reflexively reached up to trace her face with the side of his hand. Before he made an absolute fool of himself, his brain reminded him that she was just a projection. That’s all she was to him now. A projection of someone that once was.

He felt a hand land gently on his shoulder, bringing him back to the present. He looked over at the Deveronian.

“Gault. Have you brought us here to tease us with her image or is there something important associated with her?"Torian asked rather tensely. 

Like maybe that she’s alive.

"I get we’re all upset but that doesn’t mean you should give me that attitude. Yes, its important. I stumbled upon this when I was looking for some information about her possible whereabouts. Say like maybe if she survived the whole ordeal. Anyways, that search brought nothing, but, I did find a recording of her. I don’t know much because I didn’t go far, but it seems that it might be important to all of us. She did start out with you, Mako.” Gault responded dryly.

“Well play it then.” Torian commanded.

As much as Torian knew this would tear him apart, he just had to hear her voice at least one last time.

Gault pressed a button and the four of them watched as the image came to life.

“Okay. I really don’t know how to start these things but here goes nothing I guess. Look, I know we may not have been together for long but I wanted to do something out of my comfort zone so that I could commemorate what you guys have done for me. One of which is definitely getting me out of my comfort zone every mission we do. Anyways, I really hope that you like this because I’m not known for phrasing my words really well. So yeah, here you go guys." They watched as she nervously riffled through something off screen before turning her attention back to them. 

"To you, Mako  My slicer My sister My impulse control I have so much to thank you for You stuck with me through thick and thin You came to me with your problems And I did the same with you The bond we have will be there till the day I die That I can guarantee Thank you for everything You really are one of a kind."

"To you, Gault Rennow My friend My weird uncle My partner in crime You cannot believe how much I see I notice so much about you that you try so hard to hide Behind your suave exterior, there’s just too much How you survived so long by constantly looking over your shoulder I have not the slightest clue Just remember, you’re not alone anymore I’m here for you when you need me We can figure things out together Be it through a con Or a drunken night in a cantina Just give me a ring and I’ll be there You name the place I’ll bring the booze Or have Mako create fake identities for us Or both Your call,Tyresius" 

"To you, Torian Cadera My stars My husband My whole universe When I started this gig, I never thought, no- Never even knew That you would come crashing into my life like you did You caught me off guard with everything you had to offer Your manners Your kind smile Your dog eyes Your fluffy hair The way you make me feel inside Your excitement about hunts The list goes on and on Yet, one thing is for sure, No one can replace you Ever. As the years go by, I still remember the first time I noticed you, It was my ceremony after I had won the Great Hunt I was so strangely intrigued by your stance The air that you exuded as I passed by lured me in I wanted to get to know you during the celebration But you had disappeared When I saw you again on Dromund Kaas, I just wanted to slay the monster and impress you Your reaction was enough to tell me that I had done my job On Taris, when I caught you off guard during your ambush, I told you I was looking for Jicoln Cadera and you didn't even flinch You told me what you knew and that was that You were looking for him same as me Back when he attacked you, you stood your ground You risked your life so that I could finish my job The way you reacted when I helped you out instead of going to catch Jicoln Well let’s just keep it at: It told me enough Let me just tell you that I could not allow myself to see you die Not after I had grown attached to you without even spending one on one time I think, What I’m trying to say is that, In all of this mess that has been created No matter the cost to me, I’ll still be here and I guarantee that anyone who messes with you Will have to go through me first Because that's what family does, right? We protect each other Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum" "To you, Blizz My companion My little child My craftsman You are just the cutest thing When you work, it's like I see a whole other you You create the most astonishing things Such a small body but such a great mind Don’t lose that wonder you have It will take you far, just you wait The world will smile upon you, my dearest Jawa Boss promises you that, if not more" "To all of my crew members, Thank you. I know I probably don’t say it enough I know I probably never will But thank you. Because of you, I have people to call a family I have a place to call home I’m not really good with words when it comes to these things Partially because I keep it hidden I’m supposed to act like this bad guy- This tough gal who kills and takes credits Yes, I’m still that, but I was someone else before that I still feel hurt and scared They are feelings I know too well But because of you guys, I can forget myself I can be both this tough girl and the person from before I can’t believe we are still together as one big misfit family To be honest, I was afraid that you would leave There was the momentary panic that I had when I was falsely accused I didn’t know what you would do I asked myself what would I do if you all left I think, if you hadn’t stayed, I would have gotten myself killed Yeah, that's the most likely outcome Without you guys, I have nothing left to fight for It confused me at first as to why I feel this way I am a bounty hunter, right? I am supposed to do anything to get the job done and get my credits Anything extra was a mere distraction The best explanation I have is that my brain created a scenario A motto of sorts “A Mandalorian is only as good as his clan” And that’s what a family is, right? It's a clan. I may not have done it intentionally at first But as I went out to complete my jobs I thought about everyone that left an impression on me And then I thought on how they would fit into a family with me Lucky enough for me, everyone that I hoped would somehow trickle to me did I found each of you on different planets Every one of you was in different states Mako, you had just lost your mentor 2V-R8, you had come with the ship Gault, you had spent 30 years on the run Torian, you had lost your dad because he was my bounty Blizz, you had been captured by Chiss Hutta, Dromund Kaas,Tatooine, Taris, Hoth They might not have been the best experiences But they hold a special place in my heart Its where I found you guys I may have rambled on for too long You probably even stopped listening to me I don’t mind But by some off-chance that you still are, I just wanted to say that the only reason I even wrote this The only reason I thought about writing this Is because I wanted to thank you and tell you how I truly feel My small, special family, Thank you for sticking with me through everything I love you guys so much"

 "So yeah. I really don’t know how you guys feel about that but if you aren’t weirded out, come find me at our usual spot on Nar Shaddaa. I’m paying the tab tonight. I also have some other people I want you to meet with me so I won’t be completely alone if you decide to ditch after this.”

Torian stared in disbelief. Their crew anniversary was only a few months away but it seemed that their captain was ready for a while. Because of that, he couldn’t control his emotions and he felt himself break down crying.

The whole crew had a good cry together that night. The next day they went to drink their sorrows away together at the usual cantina be.

The next years would be hard and eventually they would split up due to differences, but until then, they would be able to do one last thing as a whole crew and just hope the crew dynamic lasted.

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(Just another thing that came to mind but from a bounty hunter’s perspective. Its inspired by this post that I saw that talked about how Theron and Torian were hunting buddies…as shown from a cut scene. So enjoy this small fic with my bounty hunter,Raica.)

“You’re a kriffing what now?” Raica spat in disbelief.

After everything they’ve been through, Theron Shan just had to be the traitor.

Various combinations of insults and curses in both Mando'ad and in Basic were running through her head as she processed the news.

She should have known that he would do something like this. He was an SIS Agent at heart so he basically lives off of deception and lies.

It took all of her self control to not kill him right on the spot.

She had to go through the pros and cons. She was no longer the same Great Hunt winner that she used to be. The Empire as she knew it had fallen apart before she was thawed from carbonite. She still couldn’t get used to no longer taking on bounties from different clients.

For once, she had to think about the greater good.

Raica knew that she should bring him in for questioning to see if she could get any information about why he betrayed her. But, he was a spy. Whatever place he was taught at most likely prepared him for this sort of situation so she would have just spared him for no reason.

A thought sprung up on her out of the blue as she stared at the man across from her. After she had introduced Torian into the alliance, Theron had time to get to know him. Her husband and Theron got along quite well and in a little, they had become hunting buddies.

Raica wanted to spare Torian the pain of finding out that one of his closest friends was actually a traitor. He didn’t deserve that pain. Not after what he had been through for five years while she was gone. But she knew that Torian would like it if she gave him the choice.

Either way she had to drag the SIS Agent’s sorry ass back to the Eternal Alliance. In what condition, no one specified, nor would they really care. They would just be pleased to no longer be spied on.

She glanced at Theron again and cracked her knuckles. A cruel smile made its home on her face.

Raica was going to make him pay for the pain he was going to inflict on her husband once he found out. Theron may think that he was in the right, but he better be prepared for the consequences of crossing her.

She may not be the Emperor’s Warth or hold a position on the Dark Council, but she was still going to hurt Theron in ways he couldn’t even fathom for what he has done.