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Joined November 2020
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๐—›๐—ฒ๐˜†, ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ผ! ๐——๐—ถ๐—ป ๐——๐—ท๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป: ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—œ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฒ ๐—ฃ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฏ๐˜†: #๐—”๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ฑ ๐—™๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—น๐˜† ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป, ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€! ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ.
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Striding into the water; he turns his gaze back toward her before letting his shoulders rise and fall in a small shrug, a smile forming. โ€œ. . . Mhm, we did say weโ€™d swim.โ€
she stirs when she feels his hand pulling away, her gaze once again cast down as he stands up and begins the process of removing his undersuit. "taking a dip?" she asks, kicking the water around a little bit.
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Upon seeing her smile and feeling the subtle squeeze of her hand, his smile grows just a bit wider. Though he slowly releases her handโ€”, opting to rise to his feet. The males hands remove his undersuit so he could slip into the water.
the touch of his thumb against her cheek instinctively causes her lips to twitch into a sleepy smile. her hand squeezes his out of reflex, and then relaxes.
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Another quick peek is made, the male turning his head to cast a glance her way. The slightest of smiles beginning to form as he lets his thumb gently brush against her knuckles before he turns his gaze back toward the sky.
it's been a long time since koska has felt this calm and safe, and it clearly shows. she closes her eyes after a few minutes of cozy silence, effectively dozing off where she lays.
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Basked in warm sunlight, and the warmth of good company? He has half a mind to simply drift off under the sun. Instead he opts to relax; sprawled out across the grass, simply letting his mind wander to aimless thoughts.
she relishes in the warmth of his hand holding onto hers, and she throughly ignores the urge to turn and look at him. she breathes steadily through her nose, silently admiring the clouds. ( and him too, of course. )
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With her hand pressing into his; the males fingers spread, opting to grip hold of her hand. He can feel his tension fading and washing awayโ€”, though an eye does peek open. Just to steal a brief glance at the woman by his side.
her eyelids flutter open, allowing her to gaze at the clouds up above. she watches them drift along in the sky, her palm gently pressing against his. her fingers find their way between his as she keeps her eyes trained above.
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Feeling the slight touch; his hand turns over, palm facing upwards now. Offering itself to her. The silence between them was appreciated; giving them ample time to enjoy the quiet sounds of their surroundings, giving them a chance to relax.
once she hears him settle down next to her, she blindly reaches out. eventually, her fingers brush against his. she lays her hand on top of his, finding comfort in his presence. she doesn't respond to him, at least not with words.
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Approaching from the side; the male would settle beside her, gloved fingers spreading out in the grass before he shifts to remove his boots. โ€œ. . . You picked a pretty good spot.โ€ With boots removed, next come his gloves before he lies back. Feet dipping into the warm โ€”
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Removing shining armor, heโ€™ll settle it aside with his helmet before moving to follow. Heโ€™s grateful for her respecting his privacyโ€”, even if itโ€™s null at this point. Regardless, he steps through the door, feeling the gentle breeze against his face. โ€œ. . . It really โ€”
Replying to @SheOfNite
+ she opens the door and slips past it, leaving it open for him. she moves off to the side, tilting her head up so she can feel the slight breeze against her face. "it's nice here." she says softly, basking in the warmth of the almost setting sun.
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โ€” is.โ€ He couldnโ€™t argue; itโ€™s one of the nicer planets heโ€™s been too, especially given thereโ€™s no Imperial Remnant presence so far and no one trying to blast him.
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A curt nod is givenโ€”; hands slowly rising to remove the helm from his head before settling in on the countertop, his eyes blinking briefly to adjust. โ€œLead the wayโ€”, Iโ€™m right behind you.โ€
she heads into the kitchen, humming softly as she wanders over to one of the counters. there's a little console there, one that she inputs some stuff into. "there, we should expect some stuff soon. in the meantime .. i think i want to swim in the lake outside. care to join?"
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Following behind her; he ponders her question before shaking his head, though he does peer past her to view the inside of the home. โ€œ. . . No, no. I donโ€™t need any special treatment.โ€
"come, follow me." koska says, leaving her ship behind. she heads in the direction of the house, unlocking the front door for the both of them. "i'll have some stuff delivered for our stay. anything specific you want?"
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A hum of thought escapes, though he offers a small nod. At least that would keep him activeโ€”, though heโ€™s not too sure what to do while heโ€™s idle. โ€œ. . . Sounds like a plan.โ€
and so she leans against him. "you won't lose your edge, din. not by merely relaxing. will sparring make you feel better?" she turns her head a little, her eyes wandering his helmet.
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โ€œIโ€™m not worried about being attacked. . .โ€ He pauses for a moment, his stance shifting so he could better support her if she so chose to lean. โ€œ. . . Iโ€™m. . . Worried about relaxingโ€”, about losing my edge. . .โ€
she takes a moment to rest her head against his armored shoulder, enjoying the moment. "if it makes you feel better, this isn't my first time visiting here. i've been here previously. i have measures set up to protect."
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Slowly following her down the ramp, heโ€™d glance around for a moment. Taking in the unfettered sights before moving to her side. โ€œ. . . Itโ€™s beautiful here.โ€ His words were quiet, though he knew this would likely be the best location to shake his tension.
she peeks over at him as she's removing the last of her armor, setting it aside as she stretches out her limbs. "we could get a lot done if we did work together." she says, turning around to get the door to her ship opened. she steps out into the fresh air, waiting for him.
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Shifting to his feet; he turns his attention to her briefly before planting his hands on the control console, eyes squinting at the scenery. It was much better than what he was used to, so he couldnโ€™t complain. Then his attention snaps back to her at the last statement she โ€”
Replying to @SheOfNite
+ "we're here." she says excitedly, turning back to smile at din. "i had a client offer their vacation home to me. can use it whenever i want. i wanted to save it for a special occasion .. and this is the best time." koska gently pulls her hands away, starting to undo her armor.
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โ€” made, his brows rising beneath his helm. โ€œ. . . You work fast. I ought to bring you along with me for bounty work. . .โ€
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Itโ€™s after feeling the subtle movement of her thumb that he finally responds; his gaze turning to meet hers, his helm tilting slightly. โ€œ. . . Maybe when we get there. I know it isnโ€™t. . . Forbidden anymore. . . Itโ€™s simply just. . . New.โ€
her gaze shifts down to look at his hand over hers, her thumb gently moving to rubs circles against the back of his hand. she stays quiet, allowing him to think over her question. of course, this choice is entirely up to him. she wants him to be comfortable.
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Slowly does his gaze divert from their contactโ€”; choosing to stare at the scenery blurring in their movement, though he doesnโ€™t speak yet. Instead, heโ€™s quietly contemplating on what choice he should make.
her head tilts against the headrest of her seat, her dark eyes full of admiration as she watches him. she's so absorbed in the moment, she hasn't registered that they're already on the move. "will you be wearing your helm during our stay? i understand if you are going to."
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