โSir, as the team medic, when it comes to the health of the men, including ๐๐๐, I outrank everyone.โ
an indie portrayal of ๐ถ๐ฟ๐๐๐ธ ๐๐ธ๐ท๐ผ๐ถ ๐๐๐ ( formerly designated ๐ช๐ป-๐๐๐๐ ) from the ๐บ๐ป๐จ๐น ๐พ๐จ๐น๐บ verse.
โธป ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ !
a princess of the new republic. lyra vontro, named after the late lyra erso, @LEXRULSHEIRโs twin sibling. force sensitive but politics is in her blood. unlikely to ship as she is a minor. star wars oc. mature themes within.
cherished by # Misha .
"To think, that we are the 'Bad Guys', because we seceeded from a corrupt government that couldn't care less about us before, is as narrowminded as a Trandoshan's obsession with hunting." - Lieutenant Zakana, on open channels, above the world of Kashyyk.
orson krennic. the director. liar, cheater, manipulator, but nevertheless loyal to the empire. minors dni, lewd dni. ships could be possible but with chemistry. not necessarily canon complaint as this is an au where he survived scarif.
cherished by # Misha .
au lyra erso who survived. prisoner of the empire, one of the pawns in the stardust project. unwilling participant and is not afraid to let people know about it. a traitor to the empire. ships with high chemistry. mun is of age, no minors!
cherished by # Misha .
[ @beskarstar ]
NX stood in the hall between the cockpit and hull, taking another look at Cato. Sorc Tormo had assigned the Commando to go along with him, deemed this bounty important and of mutual interest for this Mando.
Some sort of pirate parading around in stolen Beskar.
"Affirmative. I travel plenty, but it's not often I come to planets like this."
He stepped closer, raising his right arm for her to take a look at. Some moisture build up was apparent; the rain, even if light at the moment, never seemed to falter.
"I see. That makes sense. Came from offworld, NX?"
She gave him a look over before waving him closer.
"Free to take a look, don't worry. Should be an easy enough fix, by my guess."
"Understood. I usually go by NX."
He said, thinking over her maintenance question for a moment.
"The abundant moisture here has been affecting my joints. How much would it cost to look at?"
She wasn't thrilled about the Vibrosword. Keylara shifted until she was standing, leaning a hand against her speeder as she debated on her answer internally.
"Name's Lara. I'm from offworld originally, but Akiva's been my home for a couple years now. Need some maintenance...?"
The droid kept his eyes tracked on her, internally rummaging through open Haxion bounty contracts to no avail.
"Are you local around these parts? My internal mapping seems outdated."
He said in that monotone voice. He was mostly unarmed, just his Vibrosword attached at the hip.
[@BXCommand]
Oh great. A droid. Well, this ain't the Clone War anymore, so she'll simply exercise caution. After all, droids can be reprogrammed.
"Can I help you?"
She had looked up from her speeder, tool in her right hand and grease staining her left cheek.