She survived, but now everyone she knew and loved in the Resistance is gone...
Fed up with the lack of action taken by the Galactic Republic, Holdo resigns her post and has taken refuge with those with less qualms about fighting dirty...
#swrp #starwarsrp #aurp
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Tis the Season for some Treason ✨️
Tis the Season for some Treason ✨️
"Nothing to be sorry about, Mr. Qimir. Perfectly understandable."
“Look, I apologise, Lynn. I reacted because here home. I chose it because it’s exactly like it is…Maybe you too have a home planet, or a planet you call home that you’d do anything to protect?” He gently prompts.
"Nowhere is quite preferable for my employer. Though, I appreciate the information about the climate."
The defensiveness is of interest to her... Is he protecting something?
"Nothing to be sorry about, Mr. Qimir. Perfectly understandable."
"Nowhere is quite preferable for my employer. Though, I appreciate the information about the climate."
The defensiveness is of interest to her... Is he protecting something?
“—what?! Do they realise how primitive it is? There’s no infrastructure, extreme climate conditions…and the route to the closet trade run is abysmal. It’s nowhere.” He’ll fight anyone who tries to change that—kriffing corporate greed.
"Oh, I wish it was a hobby. No... my employer is always scouting new locations to set up locations to run business to and fro."
It's the truth, if a little vague.
"Nowhere is quite preferable for my employer. Though, I appreciate the information about the climate."
The defensiveness is of interest to her... Is he protecting something?
"Oh, I wish it was a hobby. No... my employer is always scouting new locations to set up locations to run business to and fro."
It's the truth, if a little vague.
“Oh, you asking about non-human life forms for your…surveying hobby? Eh, the species here also inhabit similar moons.”
He dismissively added, “It’s nothing special.”
She struggled to not appear surprised. This planet being inhabited was not on her mission brief.
"Out of professional curiosity, do you know if anyone else is living here? I am doing a planetary survey, of sorts."
"Oh, I wish it was a hobby. No... my employer is always scouting new locations to set up locations to run business to and fro."
It's the truth, if a little vague.
She struggled to not appear surprised. This planet being inhabited was not on her mission brief.
"Out of professional curiosity, do you know if anyone else is living here? I am doing a planetary survey, of sorts."
"I'm not exactly social." He admits with a soft laugh.
"Same reason I've been to other similarly remote planets and moons in the last few cycles.
And you?"
She struggled to not appear surprised. This planet being inhabited was not on her mission brief.
"Out of professional curiosity, do you know if anyone else is living here? I am doing a planetary survey, of sorts."
"Same reason I've been to other similarly remote planets and moons in the last few cycles.
And you?"
"...but, thanks for the compliment." He looks around the isolated planet he made his home.
"So what brings you to the middle of nowhere, Lynn, if I may ask?"
"I've just arrived on this planet and yours was the first friendly face I've seen."
"Same reason I've been to other similarly remote planets and moons in the last few cycles.
And you?"
"I've just arrived on this planet and yours was the first friendly face I've seen."
"It's nice to meet you, Qimir. I didn't mean to disrupt you, my apologies."
"I've just arrived on this planet and yours was the first friendly face I've seen."
"It's nice to meet you, Qimir. I didn't mean to disrupt you, my apologies."
"Can I help you...." He let his voice trial. Adding a curious head tilt in hopes he'd be able to prompt her to share her name.
"I'm Qimir, by the way." He lied. A pseudonym was always safer around strangers, especially when he didn't know their alliances.
"It's nice to meet you, Qimir. I didn't mean to disrupt you, my apologies."
(She stowed away in a trading vessel for a couple of weeks and nearly starved)
(She stowed away in a trading vessel for a couple of weeks and nearly starved)
"...𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑠."
"...𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑠."
literate & descriptive portrayal of
an OC. mature content.
triggering themes. 18+.
seeking mains & SLs. ships w/
chem.
#StarWarsRP || #SWRP || MV/MC
↻ & ♥ please?
literate & descriptive portrayal of
an OC. mature content.
triggering themes. 18+.
seeking mains & SLs. ships w/
chem.
#StarWarsRP || #SWRP || MV/MC
↻ & ♥ please?
--- Reine Corlis ---
Negotiator.
Industrialist.
Socialite.
Hidden Traitor to the Empire.
Sworn Ally of Crimson Dawn.
~*Star Wars OC RPG Account*~
--- Reine Corlis ---
Negotiator.
Industrialist.
Socialite.
Hidden Traitor to the Empire.
Sworn Ally of Crimson Dawn.
~*Star Wars OC RPG Account*~
She survived, but now everyone she knew and loved in the Resistance is gone...
Fed up with the lack of action taken by the Galactic Republic, Holdo resigns her post and has taken refuge with those with less qualms about fighting dirty...
#swrp #starwarsrp #aurp
She survived, but now everyone she knew and loved in the Resistance is gone...
Fed up with the lack of action taken by the Galactic Republic, Holdo resigns her post and has taken refuge with those with less qualms about fighting dirty...
#swrp #starwarsrp #aurp