Shadows of Bankor

Daunt wrote: ↑

Wed Feb 26, 2020 10:11 pm

*meanwhile, solidifies the pecs and the abs so that he can rebel in muscular way*

I approve.

"I don't know the labels - I lump them all in the same - has those unfair magic powers and bloody laser swords."

A little shrug.

"The only way I'd want to fight any of you is from the seat of an ARC-170... or possibly the bridge of a capital ship with a good gunnery team."

With a broad smile, he added, softly, "If you prefer, the chef owes me some favors after I fixed their gas piping... I know they have some steaks in - and I could go for something hearty today."

Leading the way, he headed toward lunch, and wherever their conversation might lead.

"Ah, We've had a dance before - good to know I should keep an eye open for more live music then..." He smiled faintly, if a bit wryly. "I would only have reason to dislike you if, once I had made my feelings and intent known, then sought to interpose yourself." Taking a sip, he added, "Besides, I th...

"Of course not - what I feel for my squad is more than duty... or if it is duty, it is the duty of friendship. You take care of your people - that is the supreme duty of any squadron lead." He gave a little shrug, and added, "And for Elaranu, yes, it is more than that still. When I sit in the comman...

"Ah. Hot dogs." He smiled faintly, remembering his own introduction to the food. "A very misleading name, I agree. My squadron convinced me they were something rather rude, until my captain took pity and told me the truth." "Yes, I could happily go for just about anything cooked, at this stage." Pic...

"That's a rather unusual way to complement the afterlife." Djanik chuckled. "Still, she made her choices - and in the end, I made mine. It's the nature of war that our own feelings must give way before duty." Swirling his drink, sending the little motes of light dancing, he added, "Besides, she was ...

"Oh... all of me is disheveled." He laughed, but pulled his own hair back, adding, "We must make quite the pair." Collecting himself, he added, "You'll have to tell me the roots of nath and sar some time, but first, if you have questions for me, I shouldn't monopolize the conversation, no?" As he wa...

Djanik didn't expect to end up on that end of the kiss. He was, in some distant way, impressed by her ability to move him so suddenly, but as a more pressing matter, he was very distracted. Enjoyably so. Eventually, he realized he was probably kind of heavy. It might have been a few seconds, or a mi...

Djanik pulled a wry face.

"I think I'd fly myself into a star in no time - I'm better at flying at sublight speeds, sorry Vaya."

Glancing between the two, he added, "If you need a lift anywhere, any time, drop me a line. The Zero Dawn can handle long hauls."

"No, I think she meant for us to kiss. Maxxy likes to watch, for some reason..." He rubbed the back of his head,still purple in the face. "Which... I mean I'm not exactly experienced in kissing. But I'm willing to receive some tutoring, if you offer lessons." There was a little of his humor, slippin...

Djanik had tried following her gaze, and then the shout came across the hangar, and he flushed deep purple. Whatever witty retort he had shriveled up before he could voice it, and he simply inquired, "What's on your mind?" He was of half a mind to kiss her, but something seemed to be holding her bac...

Besides the Star Wars rogue/wraith books, what fiction (or nonfiction) do you think of when you think of fighter jock stories? (A slightly self absorbed question because I may some day overcome my ignorance of the ffg vehicle rules by trying to run a game that focuses on them) I personally have gon...

"Metaphorically or literally?" He jested, letting go and stepping back.

"I do not mean to imply regret. Rather... I just acknowledge the challenges. In some ways it motivates me to do my utmost." He was sure he must be smiling like a fool. "You deserve no less."

Riddnathshar ... A word to try to decipher. Still... smiling broadly, he said, softly, "And you know, the politburo may not be too influential in these parts. I think I'll survive their disapproval." Giving her another little squeeze, he added, "It's going to be a hard path - I wish I could offer s...

When she gave him that answer, he stepped forward and swept her up in a tight hug. "Thank you." Easing back so he could look at her face, he added, softly, "I'm glad... I'm glad you feel I am worth the effort of the questions. I hope together we can find the answers we're both looking for." Seeming ...

It was a life saver with suspicion, and also it gave a cheap platform to mod in accurate.

Djanik chuckled. "Yes, I suppose so." Raising an eyebrow, he added, "In Pantoran culture, there is a... period of knowing, that happens. I think that would be the best translation. A time in which questions are asked and answered, and two individuals learn as much of each other as they can. If no ob...

"I... sort of see." He gazed at her face, gathering himself, and then said, softly, "I want to understand. I'd like to earn such names for myself." A faint smile, "You could say it is Lolee, and Kovee both. I choose not to sit by and ignore what I find in myself - not again." Standing, he brushed hi...

"That is true." Tapping his fingers on the metal, he added, "And if I had to do it another dozen times, I'd have stopped Nora from shooting the New Hope as she limped away, every time." "I realized that, when I found her fighter." He took a slow breath, and then he said, seemingly out of the blue. "...

"Oh, she made her choice."

He sighed. "I just doubt anyone above her will care - it is a system that abuses the trust of those who fight for it."

Taking a drink, he added, "Before all is said and done, I will doubtless have to kill more good men and women. I don't relish it, but I acknowledge it."

"That's right." He glanced at Daunt and smiled, a tired sort of smile. His expression wasn't sad anymore, just tired. He'd walked this road before, and would again. In war, bodies had a habit of piling up. "You're the first one who didn't give me pity, and for that, I thank you. She and I both knew ...

"Last I saw him, he said he'd 'left something in the oven.'" Djanik shrugged. "I think it may be some sort of euphemism for having a personal matter come up?" Glancing at something outside the view port, he gave the yoke a little tug, correcting his course. "He didn't send me any alarms, so I think ...

"Not... not exactly." He sighed, took a drink, and added, "I knew some of those Imperial pilots." Shaking his head, he glanced at Daunt. "One of them, I trained fresh from the academy - fought together in the Clone Wars." Swirling his drink, he watched the glowing motes inside dance in the dim light...

"I'm not doing anything dangerous now." He gave a weary smile, coupled with a sloppy salute. "Sweeping the wreckage for survivors - it may be pointless, but it's an old tradition from before the Clone Wars. I guess I'm just old-fashioned like that." Tapping the kaff, he added, "It's boring - so at l...