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Life had such a great tone today. The Temple refectory was casually filled with Jedi and personnel comings, goings and the comfortable mental background noise of a hundred relaxed conversations. Sitting cross-legged on her chair with her feet tucked under her while she pursed her lips and took notes...

“Me, too.” Ashlin didn’t glance back at her friend after they’d started walking, so he wouldn’t have actually seen her brighten into yet-another faintly freckled grin when she breathed out in an unspoken laugh. Not that he needed to…. with Sephi hearing, after all. In the privacy of her own mental ...

The bridge of her nose crinkled in amusement at his comment about not flirting with patients, and her nostrils flared while she pushed back a chuckle without worrying about trying to hide it. She was musing quietly about Luka’s two-sided pebble that he’d gently replaced on the ground, but Ashlin was...

“No, no. Now it’s my move still.” Ashlin had met Arty’s stare with a shrug and a quiet look until he glanced away. She intended to finish repairing things with him sooner or later. Not… right now, maybe. Apparently they were going to fight a little more first. But, probably sooner than later. Sighi...

With only a little residual hesitancy on her part, Ashlin had gravitated to sit beside Erril during the competitive skills display; or whatever one might call the pride match happening between the two Orspaches. All things considered, her positional or conversational closeness with the elder Sephi-b...

Ashlin settled in her seat at the edge of the walkway, gently turning so that the guard railing was beside her to her left so that she slightly faced Luka and could watch his expressions as he sat down and spoke. He was nervous, too. She met his eyes with a reassuring look before she glanced back do...

“Hmn…. It might be more relevant and important to consider what you think about it. You are the nearly knighted Jedi at the heart of it.” The Master Healer’s daughter met Luka’s searching glance at her with sage-like sincerity for a full moment before her eyes sparkled and the corner of her mouth t...

“Oh; that I do.” Coby’s tone was surely not much different than before, even if the old soldier’s expression wasn’t visible anymore beneath his helmet while he watched the sincere nineteen year old. “I’ll be seeing you tomorrow then.” Coby saluted them as a pair, and Ashlin inclined her head back i...

Loud curious ideas like ‘What in the abomination is chocolate tea??’ were rare enough coming from the usually quiet and far less-readable Luka (as far as Ashlin knew anyway), so much so that it was everything the telepath could do not to smirk or chuckle aloud. Feeling happily at home in this moment...

“The seeker maze is finished again, and looked so good. Any objections?” She would have listened and taken his thoughts into account if Luka had any of course, but his energy and demeanor didn’t seem likely to. Ashlin kept the slightest bit in the lead with a light grin on her face and a cheerful e...

The slim Padawan polished off the last of her cookie while she listened attentively to Luka’s story of the events, her slowly grinning expression a combination sympathy for the Twi’lek’s unfortunate adventure and her cheerful appreciation for today’s kitchen staff and their really delicious use of c...

The seventeen year old ate the meat and berries from her meal while they chatted, neatly but without any particular worry about chewing or anything. Eating and chatting were fine; she was perfectly comfortable being polite, and it wasn’t like she had occasional seed spitting contests or anything exc...

The mental impression of someone calling for her caught her attention, along with a flicker or two of some bright and cozy mood that added to the spring in her step even though she politely shifted her thoughts elsewhere. Ashlin glanced across the dining space from her place in line and returned the...

Ashlin’s blue-grey eyes glinted with amusement while she watched her companion’s methodical landing activities. The nervousness was radiating off of him in waves as far as her senses were concerned, and he was definitely stalling. Eventually the craft did touch down though. The brunette woman quirke...

… (…Mama!) “Mama!!” The exuberant shout from further up the path came from small vocal cords, but rang crystal clear in the mother's mind as her daughter, Ashlin, soon came into view and sped up, happily tripping through puddles here and there along her way towards her family. The freckled little gi...

Temperature - sound - scent - sight - voices. Ashlin quietly took in the room Johnathon kept. The two columns of red-clad Troopers; with some symbol branded into each of their chest plates. The circle of hooded statues. The political trappings and emblems of the Republic itself at one end; the same...

Julian Orspach wrote: ↑

Wed May 13, 2020 2:15 pm

Darth Plagueis

I don't know enough about him, but he should probably be dead. Seems like a distinctly unsafe prisoner to have around.

(Music.) Remember why you started. ”Darkness has no recourse but to fade away in the face of Light. Come on, you’ll see.” Still some fear and uncertainty about that; but peace. “So....who died and made you Master?” Mild embarrassment, a dry little humor; but peace. (Please grab my helmet. I'll expl...

Ashlin leaned gratefully against her youngest brother. She was a bit drowsy and entranced from healing, but she could breathe without pain again for now. And it was so nice for the aching hypersensitivity and malaise to fade away from the front of her senses. She glanced towards her sturdy younger s...

Smiles faded. All of the quipping and lightness had done its work in them, but they’d turned the page. Ashlin felt a pang in the pit of her stomach when Erril voiced a question that she’d started turning discontentedly around in her thoughts. The woman’s eyes flicked briefly towards Arty, but then s...

“Got it, thank you,” Ashlin acknowledged Julian’s summary of Sha’reh with the same faint, sad, yet calm and empathetic, half-smile expression that she’d found her features slipping back to in what felt like a thousand different moments since she’d found anything worth smiling about on this ship. Sh...

She kept her eyes on Erril’s back for a few seconds while he stepped away from the lab table; her smile fading into a calmer expression. When she had concluded that the thin elder healer was aright, Ashlin glanced at Julian just long enough to brush his senses with a small pulse of understanding emo...

Erril’s eyes caught hers for a moment. Julian smiled. They shared a last few words. For two more heartbeats, Ashlin drank in a memory of the warm sunlight on her hair from the huge Temple windows, like a bracing gift of strength from the Force. Breathe out. She dismantled layers and latices of menta...

“Yes.” Ashlin answered every thought Julian had voiced. Very softly, she made the slightest adjustment to her own shields and the careful psychic threads between herself and the other Jedi on the lab table, but her attention was all on Julian. The chestnut-haired Jedi settled the memory of her ligh...

Ashlin caught the edge of Julian’s confusion about whose memories were whose, and carefully restrained herself from grinning at him a little despite everything else. It wasn’t anything important right now. She kept her expression neutral, just watching him as he processed it all. “You have to say ye...