seenitbefore: (in shadows)

there was an attempt

[personal profile] seenitbefore 2018-01-24 07:37 am (UTC)(link)

seenitbefore: (this face?)

[personal profile] seenitbefore 2018-01-25 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
Not very much. [The smile bounces right back at him, easy and a little crooked. A slight young man, who doesn't look like much of a threat, though possibly not much of a customer either. He sidesteps lightly around a cable spool, coming a pace or two nearer but halting again at a still-healthy distance.] Does it usually liven up later?
seenitbefore: (blink and you'll miss it)

[personal profile] seenitbefore 2018-01-25 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[That gets a soundless laugh, a look of more genuine good humor.] No. Were you expecting one?
seenitbefore: (blink and you'll miss it)

[personal profile] seenitbefore 2018-02-02 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Good question. What can you do for me? [It could easily be mocking, the kind of thing people say to cut a cocky kid down to size. But there's nothing in his tone but a certain easy raillery, like they've known one another for years. Only his eyes are still sharp.]
seenitbefore: (let's see here)

[personal profile] seenitbefore 2018-02-02 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
[The other tilts his head, a gesture like a shrug.] A little of both. Someone pointed me in the right direction, I figured it out from there. [A pause; then he waves at the cable spool.] You mind if I sit down?
seenitbefore: (this face?)

[personal profile] seenitbefore 2018-03-10 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
I can see you're a busy guy. [Unsettlingly, there's not the faintest trace of irony in his tone -- he sounds for all the world like he means that shit, which. Well. It doesn't stop him parking himself on the spool, elbows on knees.] I'm not here to try and sell you something, if that's what you mean.
seenitbefore: (business)

[personal profile] seenitbefore 2019-04-30 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
Aren't we all? [ A flash of that disarmingly wry smile, but he doesn't - fortunately - wait for an answer to that one. ] Say I was curious. I hear a lot of things, some of them more unlikely than others. Thought I'd come see for myself.
smugglebuns: (Default)

walk the line, don't join

[personal profile] smugglebuns 2018-02-06 06:22 am (UTC)(link)

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i don't even remember what i was doing with this so shoves this at

[personal profile] smugglebuns 2018-08-20 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Here's the thing: the First Order pays damn well.

Especially for someone his age bracket, with no family, no responsibilities other than himself. Even better, he's climbed the ladder, working his way up to near the top of the intelligence ops through a combination of ruthlessness, quick decision making, and sheer luck. Aren has always had some flexible morals; growing up basically on his own had reinforced that as an admirable trait. So when the First Order had scooped him up and gotten him out of the pits of his younger life, he'd leapt at the chance to prove himself.

Now though, the tarnish is starting to show through. The corruption lining the seams, the absolute tight-fisted way they want to rule. Comply or vanish, that's the whole of it. His flexible morals could only take so much and he's finally hit a wall. One he's unwilling to take a sledgehammer to. Which means it's time to bail.

That leads him here, to a moderately nice cantina on a busy enough planet he can go virtually unnoticed. He's dressed down for the occasion, though he's sure his clipped (learned) accent would be a dead give away if people listened too hard. Across from him is probably the seediest looking man in the galaxy, but Aren knows people like him are useful. A wealth of information and only out for themselves. That's what he wants, that freedom to slip under the radar, and he thinks he can get it this way.

He grins at the question, leaning back in his seat. ]


Not exactly. What use are sides? You get caught up in the ideology for what, some merit? I think I'm pretty done with that angle.