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A Little Rest ((Anabela))

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"Just what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Raka watched Ana's round ass wiggling as she dug for something deep in the couch cushions. She pulled out a candy bar wrapper and held it up to him, waving it in his face.

"This place is a pig sty," she grumbled, turning around to dig deeper. She bent until her face was flush with the floor, her arm feeling around under the couch.

Raka gave an exasperated sigh, setting the bags of groceries he had brought in on the end table. He moved up behind her, putting his hands on her hips.

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Pickles & Hot Sauce ((Anabela))

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Ana slapped his hand away, frowning. “We agreed we weren’t going to look until the time was up,” she murmured, irritation in her voice. Ba’raka looked at her apologetically and went back to pacing the floor behind her.

“I know, I know,” he muttered, putting his hands behind his back. He peered over her shoulder at the clock on the counter. “How much longer?”

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Tacos, Again ((Anabela))

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Ba’raka threw up his hands as Anabela trudge into the hangar on fleet to meet him. “… Where’s the tacos?”

She stopped dead, giving him her “are you serious?” look.

All told, she had no reason to complain. She had escaped the battle with minimal damage. Her armor was ruined and would need to be refitted, but her body had made it through with only minor scrapes and bruises. Others had not been so lucky. Her thoughts returned to the teams that had suffered serious injuries. She frowned at her Riduur, her face tired as she walked toward him.

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Mhi Solus Tome ((Anabela))

The cold sheets tangled around their legs. It felt good against her flushed skin as she stretched languidly across Raka’s chest, tracing a line up and down his abdomen. She pressed her lips to his skin, the salty, acrid taste of sweat touching her tongue. He pushed a stray strand of hair out of her eyes, leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

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Awesomesauce

Hellen did this really awesome portrait of my Anabela, so I thought I'd share. I think I want one of Nass now.

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Justice and a Fall.

The study seemed so very small, as she moved through the doorway with a soft hiss of compressed air. The smell of paper and ancient leather hit her nose like a rich cologne-- but underneath it all, was the copper-sweetness she had come to know all too well in her youth.

“Father.”

Darth Morghulis always smelled like blood.

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Father/Daughter Taco Night

The shuttle ride had been slow, but quiet. As she had stepped off onto the orange grasslands of Voss, the pilot had pointed her to a camp southwest of the launch pad where her mother’s future Riduur was apparently waiting for her. She gathered her robes around her ankles and walked slowly down the dirt path and up over the crest of a small hill. There were a few armor-clad soldiers milling about, a couple of sith as well. She regarded these last with wariness, giving them a wide berth.

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Backstory - IC - Anabela/Raana

Betrayal (25 Years Ago):

Raana woke with a start to the sounds of shouting and blaster fire. As she struggled to shake off the heavy shroud of sleep she sat in bed. She blinked rapidly, trying to force her blurred vision to adjust to the dim lighting of the bedroom. It was only a moment before she heard heavy boot steps and the form of her father, armor-clad and poised with rifle drawn appeared in the doorway. His helmet concealed his face but it took only a slight nod and the adjustment of his weapon across his chest to convey what needed to be done.

Rina's- The Turning Page

Rina watched Ven leave, with the soft hum-clump of the door the ship grew completely quiet. She looked around the empty ship for a moment more then stood up. Reaching forward she grabbed placed her cup and his cup on the tray and walked it back and put it away. Picking up the cape that she had earlier set down, and once again rested it over her forearm. The crimson material contrasting against the pale of her skin.

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Marshmallows - IC - Anabela

Ana’s eyes rolled back in her head, the lids fluttering gently. “Raka…,” she groaned softly, licking her lips with a languid smile. “That… was… amazing….”

Ba’raka grinned at her, a smug “I told you so” look on his face. “The best,” he smirked. She only nodded, eyes still closed in blissful ecstasy. His booming laugh filled the glade and rumbled across the hills and valleys of the twisted forest. “You want me to make you another?” he grinned.

She opened her eyes slowly, giving him an emphatic nod. “Hell yes.”

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Simple Lessons (IC - Anabela)

“Six… just six, you’re sure?”

He gave her an incredulous look across the bed. She sat opposite him, one leg pulled up underneath her, one dangling over the edge of the mattress. Her toes just barely scraped the hard metal grating of the bedroom floor as she leaned forward with a reassuring smile. “Well, those are just the formal ones, the ones all Mando’ade are expected to obey.” She put a hand on his knee, rubbing it along his thigh. “There are of course many unspoken rules, but you’ll learn those as you go. These you need to know by heart, you need to live them.”

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Tacos - IC - Anabela

She just didn’t get it. She sat there, arms crossed watching him wolf down taco after taco like it was the last meal he was ever going to eat. After the plate was empty of even the last few crumbs, he gave her a saucy grin, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt. “You sure you don’t want anymore?” he asked, a look of concern in his eyes, “I can have them make you some more.” Anabela just shook her head. One taco was… more than enough.

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For the 'Brony' out there

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Recently I learned what a Brony is ( http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Brony ) when I made the comment that I watched a few episodes of My Little Pony with my daughter and made the comment that I was surprised how unhorrible the show actually is....  Anyway.... for all the other Bronies out there, since I hear there are a few...

 

and of course

 

 

Come On!  Twilight is cute!  Go ahead Deny it!  I wont! 

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Proof of a good many things....

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1) Proof that Pure Blood Sith Exist in Our Time/World

2) Proof that Bioware designers love Gwar (I mean, come on... the armor in SWTOR is totally fashioned after this band's)

3) Proof that I have too much time on my hands

4) Proof that we totally should start a Sith Metal Band... 

 

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Classic

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The Truth Is Out There!

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Finally, someone has pieced things together

 

 

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Lavaeus, An early evaluation

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((found this when I was looking for some unfinished stories, an evaluation, or part of one from Lavaeus's first arrival on Korriban some time ago))

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Help with my new tattoo....

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Invicta has one of the most supremely gifted pools of artistic talent I've ever seen so I am issuing a challenge that I hope someone or all of you will be up for. I have been considering a Mando tattoo for a while now. I have a lot of ideas but neither the time, talent nor motivation to sit down and draw something out myself. Also, I know that some of you could come up with something so much better for me that I'm putting it to you to help if you can. Here's what I had in mind:

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Snowblind 3-20-13

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I still haven't figured out how to record audio from the sound card. Anyway, here we are pre-cron run taking on Snowblind on Hoth. Thanks Hen for the music suggestion.

 

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Ops Group 3-18-13 Video

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This is my first shot at recording/editing so it's not great lol. But here we are kicking Ghaarj's ASS:

 

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Party in Middle Earth

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We own every lego game ever made, but Lego LOTR takes the cake for the soundtrack that both drives you insane and makes you want to get up and dance. I've listened to this particular song for the last two hours straight. And misery does love company, so hopefully you'll be humming this all day tomorrow too, I know I will:

 

 

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True love comes in Tungsten Carbide....

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If someone presented me this as an engagement ring, I'd have to marry them on sheer principle alone, because they'd be FREAKIN' AWESOME....

 

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Anachris - Backstory

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(ooc: this is a bit of Anachris' story leading up to her meeting Poison and getting involved with PI/Clan Kilgar)

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A very merry shiny holiday...in spaaaaaace.

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'twas the night..err day..day after....day after the day after Lifeday, and all around hoth, the wampas were enjoying their feast of tuan tuans...

"WILL YOU SLOW DOWN ALREADY!?!" andronokas yelled from his speeder, his cold climate gear spotted with some snow as he raced after another speeder with a young girl atop it. The speeder suddenly stops and he curses loudly as he slides his down next to it, kicking up snow in a white misting. "Damnit squirt don't do that, you tryin to get me killed?"

The young woman looks at him and tilts her head into the fur neck of the climate gear he had been able to get her to put on before they got on planet, her silver eyes looked at his with a confused curiosity. " But Andronokas, you heard what the people were saying in the cantina, there were shiny things here, and I'm not about to let them get away!" she looks serious for a moment, clenching her fist dramatically as he sighs loudly and groans.

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