For the fairytale tropes: tricking a knowledge spirit. That just screams Jaster
“I will not help you find anything that is not already yours,” the spirit warns, and it’s a sharp thing, a threat.
Jaster doesn’t let himself be moved. “It is mine,” he says, and it’s more or less true—the Darksaber is his by right, by tradition, even if Tor is the one who holds it right now. Seeking out a Jedi, a being purely of the Force, is a risk, will test his ability to obfuscate, but to bring the Mandalorians together and end the civil war, it’s worth it.
The Zabrak stares at him for another long moment, then inclines his head. His body shimmers, and the unearthly blue bleeds away as he steps out of his Temple, approaches the edge of the stairs. Ghostly light becomes tan robes, dark skin, long black hair, and he steps out of the nexus of the Force where all Jedi live and into the real world.
“If it is yours, how was it taken from you?” he asks, and Jaster smiles.
“It’s an heirloom, and it was stolen long ago,” he says, precisely the truth. It simply wasn’t stolen from him. Tarre's descendants stole it from a Jedi Temple, long before the Jedi retreated fully into the Force.
The Jedi weighs his words for another moment, apparently finds truthfulness in them, and starts down the steps. Jaster falls in with him, trying not to stare, and asks, “You’ll help me retrieve it, then?”
“Your words are the truth,” the man says bluntly. “And in return, you have my word. I will remain until it is in your hands once more.”
Jaster doesn’t smirk, because that’s unbecoming, but he grins a little more widely than is likely seemly. “Thank you. I'm Jaster.”
“Agen,” the Jedi returns. “What was stolen from you, that you would go so far to retrieve it?”
“The Darksaber,” Jaster says, and now that he has Agen's word he doesn’t hesitate to admit it.
Agen stops dead, staring, and Jaster takes two more steps before he stops, turns, looks back. He raises a brow, still smiling, and says, “I never lied. Your word holds.”
There's a long, breathless moment, and then Agen snorts, amusement rising in his face. “You're correct,” he says. “My word is my bond, even now. You are clever with your words, Jaster Mereel.”
“And you are as quick as you are lovely,” Jaster returns, offering Agen his hand. Agen takes it, and Jaster wasn’t entirely sure what to expect of a Jedi, but his touch is warm, familiar, soft skin and calluses and a strong grip. He smiles, raising Agen's knuckles to his lips, and says, “Come, Agen. The Darksaber awaits.”
“Tarre will be most disappointed that he was not the one to answer your summons,” Agen says, and keeps walking down the stairs before Jaster can even begin to comprehend the implication that Tarre is still alive.
......couldn't resist filling this meme for skk. meme by drawindarwin on twitter
This is funny. I needed this
Len: mick has these insanely strong opinions on everything. go on, ask him a thing no one should have an opinion on.
Ray: hey mick, what's the worse possible multiple of four?
Mick: twelve, obviously you fuckin' haircut
Stewjon is predominantly grassland, with various herd animals roaming its surface. Over the millennia, the Stewjoni people developed an affinity for animals, working in tandem with them to traverse and survive the plains of their homeworld. Even now, after having developed spacetravel, that connection remains, with fauna playing a pivotal role in Stewjoni life.
Even some sentient species still find themselves drawn to the Stewjoni, forming bonds of mutual cooperation and even friendship.
Yeah, this headcanon is basically just Actual Disney Princess Obi-Wan Kenobi, don’t at me.
ok as amazing as Twilight of Apprentice was how funny would it have been if Ahsoka was just beyond done with Anakin’s bullshit™ and just screamed “FUCK OFF SKYGUY” everytime she saw Vader
“The man you knew as Anakin Skywalker is de-”
“Cut the shit, Anakin, I know it’s you. You just flew in standing on top of your TIE fighter and there’s only one fucker in the galaxy who’s that extra”
XD
Barry being the exception for Len
Late-nite clone musings…
You ever notice how when someone teases Hardcase, he just kind of looks at the floor and goes quiet? Like, he seems like the kind of guy who can give a good ribbing and take it right back. But it’s very obvious he doesn’t like it. When Jesse razzes him about looking sick after coming out of the Umbaran fighter, he gives Jesse an annoyed look (which could be read as amused annoyed, I’ll concede, but…), and when Tup points out that Hardcase wasn’t flying so much as “avoiding crashing”, he grimaces and turns away (very obviously upset). He gets defensive and apologetic when Fives tells him to take it easy.
Actually, Hardcase gets teasingly cut down a lot in the Umbara arc. Jesse does it for sure, Fives a little (even though they’ve only just met!), Tup does it because he’s trying to fit in, and even Captain Rex gets a jab in there. Hardcase puts on a show of bravado––”We can do this.” “It wasn’t so tough.”––and there’s evidence that he really does enjoy the adrenaline rush, but I think many of his reactions are just that: a show. I think he’s afraid of not being good enough, capable enough, and tries to cover that by being overly enthusiastic and daring. He grumbles when Fives tells him to figure out how to use the tree to get over the sensor wall, like it’s something he doesn’t want to do, but is he really just covering his anxiety that he might not be able to adequately do what Fives is asking?
This is just a thought, but it makes me wonder: Would Hardcase have pulled the stunt that he did in the supply ship if he’d gotten a little more support from his battalion? That was, really, the biggest way to prove he was in fact good enough.
Darius: He's eliminating witnesses.
Aaron: If he's eliminating witnesses, why are Tori and I still alive?
Kai: You're not worth eliminating.
Tori and Aaron: We are so worth eliminating!