#Queekisms I’ll be active today I swear.

❝ 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 . . . ❞

“𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐨. 𝐒𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫.”

{{ ACCESS: ROMULAN REPUBLIC PERSONNEL DATABASE }} {{ Year: [redacted] }} {{ Name: Basilarak Siedhri (he/they) Age: 23 (April 20) Species: [redacted] Height: 195cm (6'4ft) Division: Temporal Intelligence -- Enforcement Officer Rank: Enarrain (Fed Equivalent: Lieutenant Commander) }}

#Queekisms I’ll do my serious stuff tomorrow. Just banter for tonight. Tired Queek.

Touché.

Skip training? Are you mad? Afterwards. Maybe.

My name will suffice.

It was. Well. Partially.

𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙍𝙄𝙎𝙎𝘼 𝙍𝙊𝙎𝙀 𝙇𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀. A father's secret, revealed. An original character set in the Star Wars universe. 18+ for mature content. MDNI. More info below.

#Queekisms Idk I just felt like making people sad.

#Queekisms Okay fuck it. If ya want me to bring back my old imperial OC (shocker it’s another Gundam FC) then like this post. Idk. Ten likes and I’ll do it.

What can I say? I’m not a very likeable person.

I’ll accept that. But if you ever refer to me as a ‘regular dude’ ever again, I will not reframe from slicing you.

#Queekisms I picked Coleman Kcaj for Jira’s master because he kinda fit perfectly. He’s got (essentially) no lore, but it is said he’s a badass. So he really just naturally fit for a fighter like Jira and I think his inclusion in her story kinda just adds to him rather than change him.

Probably because of my charm or good sense of humility.

As Aiouqes walked towards her, she nodded at the droid. The machine nodded back and powered off as she took the other’s hand. “Jira. Padawan of Master Kcaj.” Her tone was a little more respectful now that she wasn’t caught-up in the throes of a duel.

#Queekisms Okay fuck it. If ya want me to bring back my old imperial OC (shocker it’s another Gundam FC) then like this post. Idk. Ten likes and I’ll do it.

Unfortunately for her, she had stopped paying attention to the droid. The machine came-up from behind and took the opportunity to strike at Jira. Its weapon shocked her and Jira immediately let out a frustrated yelp. “Excuse me.” The words were to the spectator. She stood away to -

All this Star Wars in my life again makes me wanna bring back my imperial guy. GOD FUCKING DAMMIT what to do what to do

“You think me incapable of that?” She was always one for being a little challenging. Especially with duelling. It was what she prided herself on after all.

Expect it? Yes. Always in the middle of it…? Hm.

🪻"𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔪𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔞 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔱-𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔯, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔯 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔭𝔢𝔯." 🪻 Your friendly neighborhood Death 🔄♡

I seem to have a knack for getting myself into fights. Master Kcaj wouldn’t approve.

The droid she was sparring with took her distraction (caused by his comments) to try and swing at Jira. Awkwardly, but still somehow gracefully, she pulled her head back to simply dodge the strike. “I’m open to suggestions.” Her comment came off as sorta cocky, but she was genuinely curious.

She moved quickly. Deactivating her weapon, she used the Force to kick her speed up a notch so she could comfortably roll to the side and avoid what would’ve been certain death. But it was so close. The speed at which the other moved was so hard to keep track of that if -

< — is not qualified for this level

CARA QUELLIA LANCE. #SWRP | #MVRP An original character written by SUNDER.

The attack caught her off guard, and Jira soon found herself flying backwards. But if the Darth thought she’d so easily be dispatched by one move, he was wrong. Moving her blade-holding arm: The Padawan managed to dig her saber into the surface below, and she came to a harsh stop before -

She flourishes her weapon, the curved blade was now held-out by her side as was custom with her style. “Don’t worry. It won’t last long.”

< — Immediately actives her lightsaber.

I feel a disturbance.

_____________________________ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝙏𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙎𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙈𝙀𝘿. 𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙏𝙍𝙊𝙔𝙀𝘿 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙍𝘼𝙇 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝙇𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝙎𝙊𝙐𝙉𝘿. _____________________________ [ #MVRP #OCRP ]

< — Watching Master Dralliq train some of the Younglings.

I somehow find myself disbelieving you.

< — Sparring.

And who are some people?

"Think of Broadway Dammit!"

Introducing "Good evening, Masters." Aiouqes "One does not stare into the dark, without something taking hold." The Knight "Lord of hunger, a strange moniker, yet oddly familiar." Slowly entranced by the dark "The jedi are lost in their own foolish ways." The lord of hunger Born again.

Sigh. Neither side of this debate got it right.

She’s attending a debate between some Senators over post-war policy plans. She won’t be debating. Just listening.

Meditating. Floating cross-legged. Only slightly though.

#Queekisms This is a dumb pet peeve. But I hate edits where it’s “who’s the best Jedi” and they go with Anakin. BY DEFINITION ANAKIN WAS AN AWFUL JEDI C’MON

Jira’s posture was near immaculate. Oh, she absolutely had weaknesses. Psychologically, physically, in her form, but it would take a little more than a glancing view to really uncover them. “Underestimate will undo you.” She flicked her wrist and immediately, her blade began a dainty slicing -

“Then I will be happy to learn from it.” Jira’s body turned to the side and her free hand moved behind her back. Now, the glistening curved blade pointed downwards but ahead at Lana. “But you may find that I’ll surprise you.”