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โ star wars rp | era flexible
โ crossover friendly
โ mdni
โ a muse of #sister
he finds her. Trap or kill.
Hmm.
Suppose he'll decide in the moment. She won't make it easy regardless of what he chooses, and that's part of the fun.
Truly a worthy opponent indeed.
Day one.
It's been a few hours, and Varrys doesn't know where @NiaRenSW is, nor does she know where he is. Which he only knows because he still walks free.
The planet isn't so big it'll take weeks to find one another, but it's big and dense enough that it still may take time.--
Which is fine.
Nia was right, after all. He isn't able to resist hunting her back, so just as she searches for him, he searches for her.
Varrys doesn't stay in one place too long. Long enough to sit for a minute, then he's off again.
He hasn't decided what'll happen when --
Of course he knows. If anyone around here can gauge his mood under the indifference, it's her.
He follows closely like a shadow, lurking behind her wordlessly and looking around the shuttle while she does her scan.
He cant see her smirking as she looks him over, but he knows she is.
She walks onto Kylo's personal shuttle like she owns it, doing a quick scan for a suitable planet.
Meanwhile, Varrys arms himself only with his blade before setting off to the hangar to meet her.
He's excited. It doesn't show outwardly, except in the way his eyes dart around, catching every little movement around him. By the time he gets to Nia, he's practically shaking.
She smirks, and slinks off to her room.
She changes out of her usual silk dress into her gear, helmet and all. Saver, knife....
And a bow and quiver of arrows.
She meets him in the hanger like she said she would, ignoring any looks she is getting in her rarely seen gear.
"There will be a planet close by, I am sure. We can take Kylo's shuttle."
She leans up and kisses his cheek.
"I will meet you in the hanger with my gear."
"Off base then."
He's quiet as he pulls his boots on.
"I'll see what's close by."
If they had more time, he'd take her home. She'd love the bone trees, and nobody would bat an eye at what they were doing.
His free hand moves to idly scratch at the stubble on his chin.
"I suppose whichever you feel more strongly about." He also doesn't sound opposed to either.
Nia is more than a worthy opponent, and should she catch him and decide to kill him, so be it.