bjornwilde: (Chance Falconer)
bjornwilde ([personal profile] bjornwilde) wrote in [community profile] ways_back_room2014-09-08 05:54 am
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DE: Chose your own prompt

 Feeling prompt-ish again but this time with a twist.

1. Go to this random dialog generator and get the first line.
2. Post in with whatever inspires.
3. Tag other's work with requests for pups you'd like to see them do?
the_force_abides: I will update with credit if I find it. (JM: Speechless)

[personal profile] the_force_abides 2014-09-08 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"We can't invite her. Mother hates her," Korto said, adjusting his datapad to a better position on his lap.

"Mom doesn't hate her. She just has trouble adjusting to her. It'll just take time and familiarity," Larin responded as she hung another decoration. "And by inviting her to the celebration, we will be providing time and familiarity!"

"I don't know."

"Trust me. Plus, Ibani probably has never been to a name day celebration and it is my party."
Edited 2014-09-08 17:18 (UTC)
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[personal profile] last_kallig 2014-09-08 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
*squees* This is adorable! And should possibly happen in Milliways.
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[personal profile] last_kallig 2014-09-08 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
On the Dragon would probably work best, I think. :-) I look forward to reading/threading more with Quin and family.
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[personal profile] last_kallig 2014-09-08 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"What do you mean, he's escaped?" Ibani asks, leaning slightly over her desk. The Lieutenant feels like he wants nothing more than to grovel and beg for mercy, but he's managing to LOOK professional.

He swallows. "He killed the Sith and the guards that were watching him during the prisoner transfer and is currently at large on Nar Shaddaa, my Lord."

"That saves having to punish anyone for incompetence," Ibani mutters under her breath. "Khem?"

"Yes, my Master?" The Lieutenant will firmly deny jumping slightly when that, that Beast, seems to appear out of the shadows.

"Find him and bring me his head. Preferably with the rest of him attached and breathing, but I'm not picky."

There are things that can make even Ibani's stomach turn, and that particular prisoner has committed a data file full of them. She's NOT having him running around loose, especially on a moon like Nar Shaddaa!
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[personal profile] last_kallig 2014-09-08 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
She's good at loopholes! Though she IS a bit cranky at them for losing the dangerous prisoner.

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[personal profile] balancingminds 2014-09-08 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"You were always the quiet one, Xavier. I didn't expect to see you on the news leading some sort of rights' movement," The disdain and confusion was dripping from Harold's voice as he sipped his Scotch in the mansion.

"I'm a mutant and that's not going to change. Now I can be one."

"Not marching though."

Charles took a long drink as he felt the look at his chair and how Harold praised himself for his witty joke.

"There are ways to speak up and I know many of them."

"What do you do then?"

"Listen to your thoughts."

"What?! No, that's not possible."

"Mutant, far more is possible than you realize. Now finish your drink and go away."

Harold bristled and drunk his Scotch down, it wasn't perhaps what he should have said, but Erik had taught him how to use his sharpness.
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[personal profile] myshootingstar 2014-09-09 11:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you think he crashed the car on purpose?" David asked softly.

“If he did, he had a reason.” Minx leant on the bench, tapping the spanner against her thigh. “He knew the new quik-save system wasn’t tested. He won’t have taken the Augury out unfinished without a very good reason.”

At least that was what she was trying to tell herself. The crash had been horrific and the untested quik-save may have saved Racer X’s life, it had not protected his limbs.

She was silent for a long moment, watching David’s face intently. “The doctors said he’d be already through?”

David stepped forward, resting a fatherly hand on her shoulder. “Minx, Racer X will recover. And when he does, I give you my permission and blessing to give him hell for breaking your new car.”

For all the fear and tension she felt, Minx couldn’t help but laugh.