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a galaxy far, far away. yes. ﹙ fixed gaze narrows, scans grace without much care for how it came off. ﹚ you don't need that suit, you realise that, yes ? the oxygen on 𝓂y ship is breathable.
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﹙ ﹠͟. why wouldn't they ? a handsome, lost man stood before him — dressed in an outfit peculiar to him. he understands it's purpose, but it's still amusing. hands clasp behind his back. ﹚
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﹙ he catches the general’s eyes lingering a moment longer than anticipated , bashfully withdrawing hand to shove into the pockets of his space suit . ﹚ it’s um .. well .. I actually don’t know where I am right now so .. probably far , far away .
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﹙ brows furrow, head angles aside ; curious. ﹚ what is your game plan, here ? ﹙ his digit drifts away from blasters trigger, hints of amusement ﹠͟. admiration playing in his gaze. such bravery, he
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﹙ softer , temptress , ﹚ ﹠. yet , I’m still standing ——— so what’s stopping you .ᐣ ﹙ shoulders held back , chin lifted , eyes daring . it’s almost like she wants to be shot , desperate to feel something . ﹚
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﹙ amusement flickers, ego effectively stroked. this one was 𝒻un, hux ought to keep him around. ﹚ a pleasure, grace. ﹠͟. earth, where is that ? i've never heard of such a place.
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﹙ staring, unimpressed ; determined not to give way to his evident frustration ﹠͟. allow it to show on his face. he simply smiles, hand outstretched. ﹚ funny, but it's 𝒽ux. where are you from ?
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﹙ offensive side eye . look away . CRIMINAL side eye . a crooked grin cracks , deeming himself officially insane , ﹚ you don’t know the half of it , ginger spice .
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﹙ it puzzles the man ; how she can smile in the face of danger — he feels part frustrated, but part amused. interest peaked, blaster held tight. ﹚ you're utterly insane, i ought to dispose of you right here.
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﹙ unlike a sane person , the pressure of blaster to flesh earns him a smile , leaning into the uncomfortable . playful , hands would be held in temporary surrender , ﹚ don’t threaten me with a good time , * 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 .
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﹙ his blaster is pressed against her abdomen before he even has the chance to think it over; primed ﹠͟. ready, naturally cautious. ﹚ don't play these games with me, 𝓋esper.
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