I am so sorry for not being on here as much as I would like. Things came up and I could only handle one blog at a time. I’ll try and be on here more often!
Viera nodded in response, smiling softly. “I-I’ll g-grab you o-one wh-when w-we g-get to the r-room.”
Finn nodded as he followed her. “Thank you. I owe you one.”
“Somehow I got the feeling that didn’t work very much.”
“I…Well!…No not really.”
As she waited, a little on the impatient side, she heard the blasters being fired off and pushed Finn out of the way just in time to miss a shot aimed at his shoulder. With a grimace, she pushed him on and glanced back at the troopers chasing them.
“Stations? Where is the nearest one?” she prompted him urgently, beginning to run once more and hoping he was right alongside her. “We have to get back to the Resistance. They need to know everything that happened here.”
Finn nodded and kept up with her. He then grinned a little. “Okay I know where one is!” He’s cleaned them all and knew like the back of his hand. “Okay we just need to turn right...Here!” He pulled her down and all and then through a door or two. He grinned seeing the station.
An honest answer. That was an easy one, as it had been her driving motivation to stay there for damn near fifteen years of her life, scavenging for scraps and hoping to get by to her next meal. It hadn’t been an easy life in the slightest, and it wasn’t that she wanted to go back for work or to continue scraping by.
“My family,” she said simply, turning to look at him. “I’m waiting for them.”
The former storm trooper blinked and bit his lip. He could see that as a good reason. Some what. “Are you sure they’re going to come back for you?” He asked. He didn’t want her to get her hopes up.
rebellioustraitor has found the droid he is looking for
Of corse he wouldn’t answer. He didn’t understand her. Once she was in the ship though, she pull be able to tell him that the base was on D'Qar
“Okay which ship? Do we need a certain ship or will any ship do?”
Viera gave him a timid smile, taking a few small steps towards one of the private rooms of the infirmary. “T-There are p-plenty o-of spare uni-uniforms, i-if you d-don’t m-mind i-it.”
He nodded and smiled a little though it was a nervous one. “Thank you. I think that would be great.”
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When you’re told to evacuate because the Galactic Empire just took over your city, you only have time to grab the essentials.
God, this guy is one of my favorite ridiculous EU characters along with Elan Sleazebaggano.
He was basically just a random extra with an ice cream maker, but they gave him an entire in-depth backstory about how he was a member of the Rebellion and that ice cream maker contained a lot of vital data and basically he single-handedly saved the Rebellion that day.
He has an action figure, of course, as does his ice cream maker computer datacore.
Fuck.
the star wars eu is a wild fucking ride
“After the Rebels’ victory, Hood decided to take it easy.” with a daily supply of fresh ice cream i guess
See, if Hood can get his own backstory and fame, TR-8R can come back too
is this cutthroat kitchen
you ever realize how low-key messed up the Jedi Order is?
I aint saying the Sith are good guys, they do bad shit as well, but let’s look at history on the other side of things.
> Paint Sith as villains when the were originally just a splinter faction with a differing belief system.
> Lead a court ordered genocide against a Sith planet that posed no threat after having been defeated in a war.
> Fun fact, the Sith were only on that planet becuase the jedi had killed all but 12, stripped them of everything and put them on ships into random deep space
> Essentially the Jedi made the Sith what they are today through stupid decision making
> Abandoned their peace loving code (which was forged because of legislation disbanding their military forces, bringing about a thousand year era of peace) to become commanders and generals in the Clone Wars.
> Lead a violent coup against a leader who was actually elected once it came put that he was from a group they a personal vendetta against, because this is what peace loving space monks do guys.
> Literally train to feel no remorse or pity as opposed to the Sith who are expected to embrace the full spectrum of emotion.
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Not even looking at the Sith though, they’re still just so
No, we don’t kidnap children. We take them because it is the will of the force. oh, and younglings if you ever feel the urge to meet with your family again you need to go talk to the counselor because something is wrong with you and that urge is bad
Beware of any other group of force users (even excluding the sith and evil people). We’re the only ones that can use the force properly. We are literally the only people in the entire galaxy that should have an organized group of force sensitives because everyone but us is wrong
Has a prophecy about the Chosen One bringing balance to the force and thinks that somehow means being blinded by the light. Hint: that’s not a balanced scale (I still fail to see how destroying all trace of the dark side is “balanced” but ok george lucas)
if you’re afraid you might turn evil, so don’t be afraid children, and don’t be afraid of turning evil because you were afraid.
If you don’t get taken as an apprentice that’s ok, younglings. You can become a farmer, but you’re still a Jedi to us. Unless we tell you to leave and send you back to that family we told you to forget about.
politicians are bad and we shouldn’t rely on them. It’s okay because its not like we deal with politics anyway. Anyway, let’s constantly harass the senate and pressure them into doing what we want
don’t get attached to anything. besides your lightsaber. and your master, but not really your master. don’t get attached or you’ll turn evil and probably kill everyone
Just in case some of you are interested…
Jedi Code:
There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
There is no chaos, there is harmony.
There is no death, there is the Force.
Sith Code:
Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall free me.
And a third one also exists which is made by the gray Jedi. (The ones who’ve “gone rouge” but aren’t Sith)
There is no Dark Side, nor a Light Side
There is Only the Force
I will do what I must to keep the balance
The balance is what keeps me together
There is no good without evil, but evil must not be allowed to flourish
There is passion, Yet peace
Serenity, Yet emotion
Chaos, Yet order
I am the wielder of the flame, the protector of balance
I am the holder of the torch, lighting the way
I am the keeper of the flame, soldier of balance
I am a guardian of balance
I am a Gray Jedi
Not to mention the continuous mind-fucking of anyone they need to trick. Jedi legitimately are A-okay with manipulating the free will of others to achieve their means.
@actualanakinskywalker, you might like this.
I am so sorry for not responding and being on...I kind of restarted my computer because of a hacker and I forgot my email.
“I-I can move you t-to private q-quarters f-for a while, i-if you’d like…” Viera offered quietly, her gaze sympathetic.
Finn bit his lip and nodded. “Yeah that would be good... Do...Do you know where I can get a change of clothes?”
“Well- the squad is kinda small- only seven people, but we work as a strike team, with short passes but heavy firepower.” She shrugged.
She held up a hand and counted on her fingers. “There’s Remmy, but we call him Ace. He’s kind of our sharpshooter- never misses the target. Next is Sarvv. He’s our fancy flier- stunts, barrel rolls, the works. A bit of a daredevil really.”
She thought for a moment. “Zander and Zaraida- twins. They’re great pilots, but they work more with repairs and mechanics back in the hangar. Then there’s Piers- my second in command. And lastly, Castor. Youngest member, but he’s got great potential.”
She grinned. “That’s all of them.”
Finn chuckled a little. “That sounds like a pretty awesome crew you have there.” Scratching the back of his head he leaned back on his heels. “They all sound interesting and sound like you all make a pretty good team! And sorry if I’m a bit awkward. This...This place is a lot different than what I’m use too. Which is a good thing really.”
He sighed. “honestly I don’t know because it depends on how fast this ship can get us to where we need to be.” He put his hands in the pockets of Poe’s jackets. “I don’t know why you want to go back there. There is nothing there but hell.”
Rey pressed her lips together and stared at Finn. His assessment of the planet wasn’t far off from the truth, but it was the last place her family knew her to be; how could they find her if she wasn’t there when they came back? Sighing, she shook her head. “It doesn’t matter. I just need to get back.”
Finn sighed softly. “Are you sure you want to go back? What’s keeping you there? And be honest.” That was a statement right there. Him telling her to be honest when he was living a lie right now.
“Somehow I got the feeling that didn’t work very much.”
“I…Well!…No not really.”
“Sorry!” Seeing that he was tripping, she slowed a little so that he could catch up, her nerves making her glance behind him at the men chasing them. A few of them were getting their weapons out, and the others were yelling at each other in their native tongue. “O-okay. Whoa…they might be a little bit upset. We really need to go before those blasters are aimed at our heads! Please tell me you know how to get us out of here!”
Finn glanced back as he caught up. “Okay okay! I’m thinking! Just...I need a moment!” It took him a moment. “Okay we need to find the stations! Then we need to grab a ship and figure out where we’re going while we get out of here!”
rebellioustraitor has found the droid he is looking for
She kept rolling forwarded. But her head turned to face him. Wasn’t he with the resistance? Didn’t he know where the base was?
He looked around nervously. He was chewing on the inside of his cheeks.