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Between campaigns, the Open Circle refuels/debriefs on Coruscant. With nothing better to do, Torrent hits 79’s because Ghost is due to touch down as well and everyone’s got some PTSD they’re ignoring. After awhile, they realize Harcase hasn’t been spotted in a Worrying amount of time. They realize it’s been a Worrying amount of time, instead of the usual, because he pushes his way through the crowd back to them towing a tall, lanky form behind him.
“Look what I found in the gutter!” he shouts exuberantly over the noise of the club. With one arm wrapped around the newcomer’s waist and the other on their elbow, Hardcase carefully pulls the loose collection of limbs, ink, curly hair, and glitterstim closer and presents him to the group like a proud lothcat showing off a kitten.
None of the group speaks for a moment, watching Hardcase’s friend drink in everyone’s appearance with rapidly-growing delight. Tup recovers first. “Oh my god,” he sighs, shaking his head. “Go put it back, Hardcase!”
A chorus of nods and agreements follows, as well as a few less-than-polite comments in hand-speak about Hardcase’s new friend probably not having their shots. For a moment they think the newcomer might have been offended by the comment, as their face crumples and they put a dramatic hand to their chest.
Instead, they sway forward and shout above the music, “You’re all so beautiful!” with all the teatful earnestness of the truly inebriated. It takes a moment for the statement to wash over them.
“Alright, it can stay,” Jesse graciously allows, handing them a bright, sparkly cocktail. A chorus of nods and agreements follows, as well as a few effusive compliments in hand-speak as to Hardcase’s new friend’s obvious good taste.
Kind of in the other direction, Klaus as a Jedi. Who never leaves the temple.
Until he does, mostly because Qui-Gon’s ghost has pestered him into it. Qui-Gon is also the one keeping the other ghosts away from him.
Klaus and his troops quickly gain A Reputation for dealing with spooky mystical bullshit, playing really good practical jokes, or being kind of weird, depending on who you ask.
… If any of his troops’ ghosts want to stick around, Klaus tells Qui-Gon that’s okay.
UM?? Who gave you permission to break my heart like this???
More? Please?
(Your picture was not posted)
punsbulletsandpointythings:
dogmatix:
aces-to-apples:
@tygermama
Between campaigns, the Open Circle refuels/debriefs on Coruscant. With nothing better to do, Torrent hits 79’s because Ghost is due to touch down as well and everyone’s got some PTSD they’re ignoring. After awhile, they realize Harcase hasn’t been spotted in a Worrying amount of time. They realize it’s been a Worrying amount of time, instead of the usual, because he pushes his way through the crowd back to them towing a tall, lanky form behind him.
“Look what I found in the gutter!” he shouts exuberantly over the noise of the club. With one arm wrapped around the newcomer’s waist and the other on their elbow, Hardcase carefully pulls the loose collection of limbs, ink, curly hair, and glitterstim closer and presents him to the group like a proud lothcat showing off a kitten.
None of the group speaks for a moment, watching Hardcase’s friend drink in everyone’s appearance with rapidly-growing delight. Tup recovers first. “Oh my god,” he sighs, shaking his head. “Go put it back, Hardcase!”
A chorus of nods and agreements follows, as well as a few less-than-polite comments in hand-speak about Hardcase’s new friend probably not having their shots. For a moment they think the newcomer might have been offended by the comment, as their face crumples and they put a dramatic hand to their chest.
Instead, they sway forward and shout above the music, “You’re all so beautiful!” with all the teatful earnestness of the truly inebriated. It takes a moment for the statement to wash over them.
“Alright, it can stay,” Jesse graciously allows, handing them a bright, sparkly cocktail. A chorus of nods and agreements follows, as well as a few effusive compliments in hand-speak as to Hardcase’s new friend’s obvious good taste.
Kind of in the other direction, Klaus as a Jedi. Who never leaves the temple.
Until he does, mostly because Qui-Gon’s ghost has pestered him into it. Qui-Gon is also the one keeping the other ghosts away from him.
Klaus and his troops quickly gain A Reputation for dealing with spooky mystical bullshit, playing really good practical jokes, or being kind of weird, depending on who you ask.
… If any of his troops’ ghosts want to stick around, Klaus tells Qui-Gon that’s okay.
UM?? Who gave you permission to break my heart like this???
More? Please?
(Your picture was not posted)
