[it seems to be easy enough to convince herself that she just had a weird dream, even though she subconsciously can't shake the feeling that Something is wrong. not that she knows what, or even if she really wants to if that's the case.

currently, she's ignoring whatever's on the TV despite looking right at it.]

jin armand emptythreat

raised by a wealthy family, put through the best schools, and became (in)famous in the medical world at a young age for his aptitude and shitty bedside manner. graduated in record time and is a well-known doctor in the republic. his peers respect him from afar (some begrudgingly) and often lament his apparent lack of people skills. reserved and sometimes an all-knowing ass, but thorough and well-recommended. kind of a loner. collects things for some reason.

rina (RN-2684) loversatlast

risu. beautiful and pleasant enough, but her bloodthirst makes for messy assassinations, so she is only deployed for that when it's necessary. far too personal with people in both language and personal space. a crack pilot, which keeps her off of the field most of the time. likes romance novels, sweets, and the screams of torture victims. prefers knives and neurotoxins to blasters.

liri yulme bodes

born on the outer rim. she was bought out of slavery under a first order sympathizer along with her mother, and from there they took transport to d'qar, wanting to help the resistance that their old master loathed so much. sorting work, blaster modifications, and droid maintenance keeps her busy. shy, but curious, which can occasionally get her into trouble. daydreams often. hangs out at the x-wing deployment bay because she has a crush on a pilot.

arden neverliked

junior first order spy. pulled off of his home world after an invasion and was put to work, which beats getting killed, really. honestly a sweet boy underneath all the sarcasm, but he's too far under the first order's thumb to be concerned with the moral implications of his job. spends most of his time scouting other worlds for resources or other individuals that the order could employ - his unassuming appearance helps with that.

dmitri jetlagged

bounty hunter. little is known about him and it's assumed he goes by an alias. he looks to be a normal human man, but any older species could tell you he's outlived the span of most. he's not on anyone's payroll, but seems eager to roll with the first order - probably because they pay well, and also possibly because he was formerly affiliated with one of their best doctors.

[you come home to some asshole draped over a chair, eating your pudding and stealing your man]

Aren't you going to ask me what I've been up to?

[in the neutral alleyway, there's some sparkly kid, walking... well, horrifyingly enough, it's a lesser manticore on a magical leash, glamored to look like a large dog. the cats that usually hang about are smart enough to have vacated the area for the time being.

it seems to be well-behaved enough.]

—Hey! I told you about eating trash!

[up in the mountains, there is a good imouto serving tea for a fragrant onii-san and... ... a trashbag baby that is visiting for some reason.]

Sorry to keep you waiting... Leifr-san, is it?

[someone is especially sparkly because of hot nanny date, holding hands c:]

[it's cold and wet in the camp, and they're both injured... so there's a tsundere baby here, just poking at the fire, sulking and being a grump.

also, it's awkward being alone with your cousin that you kind of like think is an idiot.]

[some asshole in the study (yes, "study") of his ~secret hideout~ with his retinue, discussing their next fun activism activity]

[laying around downstairs, definitely not looking over at the window occasionally in hopes somebody might show up... definitely not]

[out shopping by himself, which is rare, looking thoughtfully at girlclothes.]