New Pinned! Hello, there. I'm Snips Tano. I'm into all things Star Wars from beginning to end, Star Trek, anime, & SciFi. I'm also an amateur cosplayer, a 24 year old Asexual Transfem, and LGBTQIA supporter 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈. I strongly defend the Sequel Trilogy & all of SW. Huge Clone Wars, TBB, and Rebels fan.🧡

//Oh, you're brilliant!

//disclaimer. I am not pro-ai. This is a give-the-germans-back-their-bullets sitch

//Alternatively: shove an ai face down their throat. Since these soulless bastards insist on it so much, let them drown in their own false data

Like a hover with wheels. Bit primitive.

That's expensive as hell to be fair.

//Buh-loody hell, arounnnd 2013-ish? I'm an old man with a cane-

|| being reminded of the Instagram rp space made me lose a year off my life span lol. Hot take maybe but I had a worse time there than amino

//]

... Like being rested

Monty emojis //D //) //c //( //] //>

... Sleep?

You're right! It's gonna be nine //D

Montante is going to bed late only once because he's piloting to Dantooine for training somewhere that's not a ship

... We're doing physical exercises tomorrow

On...

What's there to think

You will go to bed at a reasonable hour.

Oh right. She's dizzy. He's gonna mind trick her into sleeping.

BECAUSE YA DIDN'T SLEEP

Croissants.

Why not.

Artificial sleep rarely sticks. You just gotta fix your schedules.

Mhm. And mind tricks don't work on you. You'll have to do it the old way.

At a minimum, six.

You need sleep too, Mistress Tano

You *both* need your bloody sleep.

The imps are getting their eight hours of sleep, your honour. You must too.

Butt.

"Focus on a target then. A moving one. Tiny. Think of the time it takes for the blast to reach the target. The power behind it. How easy or hard it is." He remembers a similar process. But for him, Dooku made it about striking a fly.

We are sleeping at night now-

That doesn't suddenly make it good, your honour.

Just waking up. Clear worry.

"Can you shoot a blaster, Dame Leia?" An odd idea. But it cuts through the darkness of her mind. Like a rope to hold onto.

He kneels before her. A somewhat different meditation posture. Echoing a now distant era, of burning honour and war. Can she feel it? Her lungs expanding and shrinking as her mind is beckoned forth. It is a small step. But one that counts.

Easier isn't exactly how one learns how to do this. Try to focus on a single thing. A single concept taking space in your mind.

Already focusing on sass over form~

Okay... Let's see how she does it.

||oh look! a bandwagon!! :)

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖘 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖉 𝖍𝖎𝖌𝖍, 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖚𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖘𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖘 𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊'𝖘 𝖐𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖊 𝖆 𝖍𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖗𝖞, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖗𝖞, 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖉 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖊. #MVRP ☠︎︎ #VtMRP ☠︎︎ #OCRP

What's this animal that likes Horchata too

Horchata

ㅤ ㅤ 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑯 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ

Naturally. No pressure.

And most are not Inhabited. I reffer to the one centered at the Coruscant system

The Galactic Empire. Bone white armour. Human supremacists. Collect Genocides like scouts collect badges?

Job off- I was offering a roof- Didigetropedintothis

If you're just coming along to get away from this, nothing. If you're up to end some fash scum and bugger The Empire over, we can talk.

... Look. I'm gonna be real with you. My ship needs a crew. But it's a uniquely dangerous mission. So I will understand not wanting to stay for long. Still, I'd feel bad just leaving someone in the dirt... Bloody hell, how does one end up in that hole...?