๐๐ป๐ธ ๐บ๐ด๐ฟ๐ด๐๐ ๐ผ๐ ๐น๐๐ฟ๐ฟ ๐๐น ๐ ๐๐ฟ๐ธ๐๏ผ๐ผ ๐ผ๐๐๐ธ๐๐ท ๐๐ ๐ต๐ ๐ธ๐ด๐พ ๐๐ป๐ธ๐ ๐ด๐ฟ๐ฟ
๐ธ๐ ๐ผ๐พ / ๐ ๐๐บ๐๐ธ
Pansexual
N/SFW:
Not new to verse:
Non Lewd version of @Roguepilot_
Multi-Verse / Multi-ship
Era flexible
Mun is 18+
Minors DNI
Seeing this puts a smile on her face that he can't see but whose presence he can feel as she slowly walks towards him, head still rotating.
"Something wrong?"
Reminder, she is not a good person. That is a matter of perspective. She is a threat uninterested in the ongoings of the wider galaxy. Should she care, worlds would burn.
Her father anticipated as much and so he gave Erik some directions
๐ฒ: Cayde sent me holo vids of that hutt concert riot you were in, he told me to release them onto the holonet if you don't go on an actual vacation
Two minutes later
๐ฒ: Oh these are embarrassingly funny
Her father suggested she take a Vay-cay-shun, whatever that is.
She's going to purchase and refit a Lucrehulk ship for her fleet instead. Better use of her time.
Erik is a workshop tinkering away at his lightsaber making modifications. Although he was semi quietly singing a song.
"๐ตYou're all I can think of! Every drop I think up! You're my sodapop, my little sodapop๐ต!"
Rifa Tracyn, ace pilot, saboteur, assassin, weapons dealer and clan leader...
Cannot swim.
Not because she doesn't know how, which she doesn't, but because her cybernetic body is too heavy. The best she can manage is simple floating.
@Smug_Flying
It's Life Day and Rifas birthday everyone gets a present. Hidden in Rifas ship was a replica of Eriks signature K-10 vindicator blaster pistol. Attached to the blaster was a note
"Happy Life Day sis, you survived another year, you'll survive this next one too."
He's taken the liberty of sneaking something into her ship. He had to bribe Si'yr and Y'eba with a ton of Batuu mix to do this, but nonetheless it's worth it.
It was some strange experimental wrist device the First Order made, it contained some data that may be of use.
Life day/her birthday comes soon. Like before she will be out in the middle of space by herself, free floating among the stars.
She's not a big fan of celebrations.