ɢʀᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴍɪʀᴀʟ/ꜰᴜʟᴄʀᴜᴍ. ᴍᴀɴ ʟᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ. ᴀᴜ - ᴢᴀʜɴ ᴄᴀɴᴏɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟɪᴀɴᴛ
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ᴍʏ ᴊᴏʙ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴇxɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴄᴇ, ɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪꜱꜱ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴄʏ.
ʟɪᴛ/ᴅᴇꜱᴄ/
ᴅᴇᴍɪꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ, ᴘᴀɴʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ
- ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡ/ ᴄʜᴇᴍ, ɴᴏ ʟᴇᴀɴ
ᴏᴄ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ
- ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ!
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A small hum as he settles further down, resting his head against the arm of the couch.
"Commodore Faro has everything well in hand in the meantime and sends her regards. My physician has indicated I should take several days of leave to ensure I recover completely, given the >
A soft smile and a twinkle in his glowing crimson eyes.
“I’m told it is a noncontagious ailment. My physician aboard the Chimaera assures me that a few days in the competent care of a specialized medical professional who understands Chiss physiology will see me right as rain.”
He doesn’t look sick.
He doesn’t sound sick.
He is warm, but he is always warm.
“That will be difficult considering you will likely fall asleep.”
To anyone else, he sounds deadpan.
To her? He’s definitely teasing.
He smiles, unfolds the book from where he’d left it, settles his arms around her and flips back to where he’d left off. “You give me too much credit. A Grand Admiral is not so easy to lose. No—I took a few days off as I am feeling under the weather.”
“As you wish.”
Carrying her easily to the couch and settling her down on it
before stretching out, beckoning her to lounge on him like furniture.
It takes a very special sort of person to capture the heart of one as odd as Thrawn, but Reine has done so with a steel spine and gentle hands.
A quiet hum, retuning the kiss, before a rich hum. "Veo baper cart ch'eo g'esbun. Shall I draw you a bath?"
And on his feet he goes, across the room to sweep his very tiny wife off of her feet.
"So you are," he hums in his soft, sibilant accent. "Welcome home, ch'eo vur."
Pressing the softest kiss to her cheek.
A fully stocked kitchen.
Freshly washed bedding.
A warm, cozy fire to find off Coruscant's wintry chill.
And a very tall Grand Admiral, dressed down in a comfortable sweater and jersey sleeping pants, reading on the couch.
One day, when all of this is through, I will grow my hair back out.
Keeping it so short is unnecessarily bothersome.
The box is small, and the object inside almost plain. It is a simple silver bangle, designed to blend in with Reine’s simple adornments. The inside of the bangle, however, is set with little mosaic chips of yellow.
Ysalamiri scales, cut to precise patterns to form the familiar>
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