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@TheLastGuillard

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|| This is your invite for [LIKE] small interactions, or [DM] plotting longer SL’s. I want to get back to being active asf.

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Seriously, mother? 😒

I’d literally sacrifice my own kid for a porg right now.



Do not mind her. She is just mad I am the better version of her.


You mean you and me, sitting at a table with no witnesses? Count me in.


I hope you have the worst of Mother’s days ever. @OfEternalDreams


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i have a son but people keep making fun of me and don't believe me.



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|| The absolute butterfly effect this would have. @TheLastGuillard wouldn't exist. @CrimsonZabrak wouldn't have had to save Sheva, nor would he have any reason to kill her sister The Guillard Clan would still run havoc on weaker people. Holy shit.

|| I been thinking, as an AU... What if Sheva didn't leave the Order at 14? What if she left after becoming a full fledged Jedi, after realizing all the corruption and hypocricy within it? What if she was a whole adult, when leaving the Order, THEN ran into the likes of ⸻



|| Replies tomorrow. Gonna sleep the nausea off.


Suprised; Silence ensuing the man's answer. Drystan's face turning more grim. Something was off. . . ❝You do not play well with others then?❞

He freezes. Dank Farrik. After what felt like a minute, he’d turn his head towards the other, with a solid, stern; “No.”



|| Ngl, my pregnant ass is gonna sleep before my nausea gets worse. Holy shit.


|| He really is 😭 This man aint even my type but DAMN


❝At least I know we are speaking of the same person.❞ A jovial laughter, gesturing the other to sit. ❝Unfortunately, that's what she does. She takes and abandons. So, how about you and I work together?❞

It stung having to lie through his teeth, but he had to. He had to be the wedge to keep this… bounty hunter? Assassin? From confronting his loved one. Even if he knew she could wipe the floor with him. “She took something from me that I cannot replace.”



❝So you ( have ) met her.❞ Eyes narrowed, almost intrigued. ❝I take it you are not a fan of her either then?❞ Drystan sat back, arms folding over his broad chest. Feet shamelessly placed on the table in front of him. ❝Why are you looking for her?❞

His eyes darted back to him, daggers looking at this man. He had every right to put his plans to a halt without moving a muscle. But he maintained composure. The grip of his fist in his right palm soon calming. “She is… a menace, for sure. I know not where she is. —



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