#OC: JK Daesha Ven
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Challenge accepted. Has the most pets? Cheats at games? Invented a language with a sibling as a child? One OC each. GO.
Q: Has the most pets:
I would say my JC Nichen has the most pets. He’s my goody-two-shoes extraordinaire, and creatures seem to be drawn to his LS aura. He may not be able to see them, being a Miraluka, but their trusting, contented presences bring him some comfort in the challenges to come (he becomes my canon Outlander). My JK Daesha used to gripe about their impromptu menagerie when they were apprentices together, but since he got released from carbonate, she gave him his own pet room in their Coruscant stronghold.
Q: Who cheats at games: My smuggler Teeubo Ven. It’s not even a question. She learned how to cheat at cards from her older brothers Nabat and Karawn, but she quickly surpassed their skills. Probably the only ones who can tell when she’s cheating are Daesha and Nichen, but Daesha is the only one who calls her out on it. Nichen kind of has a soft spot for her.
Q: Which invented a secret language with a sibling as a child? This one would be my BH Aleanya Lenx and my TR Taelyn Tollbec. They were twins raised in the gang-ridden undercity of Coruscant, where they developed a series of signs to communicate when their father was seeing to their martial/blaster training. Of the two, Aleanya had the stronger stomach, and she would usually try to shield Taelyn from the more vicious of their father’s “lessons” (usually on how to torture people.) After they parted ways, Taelyn went through their signals as a way to feel more connected to her wayward sister.
@birdonabird.
#swtor#dat fanfic life#my ocs#swtor jk#OC: JK Daesha Ven#daesha ven#swtor jc#OC: Nichen#swtor sm#OC: Teeubo Ven#swtor bh#OC: Aleanya Lenx#swtor tr#OC: Taelyn tollbec#birdonabird#shimmersing
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Fill in the below categories with 3-5 things that your character can be identified by. Repost & tag away!
Character: Daesha Ven
Emotions/Feelings: denial of passion, deep love of family/friends, self-doubt, frustration
Colors: brown, black, green, tan
Scents: jasmine, ozone, durasteel, dustcrepes, wheat
Clothing: Jedi tunics, plated black armor, soft sleepclothes, silk sapphire gown
Objects: hair pins, caff cup, datapad, green crystal
Vices/Bad Habits: Lord Scourge’s sexiness, cursing, fear of emotion
Body Language: raised eyebrow, crossed arms, smirk, long-suffering sighs
Aesthetics: long meditation sessions, gazing out into crop fields, sparring with Kira or Scourge, stolen kisses, staring up at the stars
Songs:
“Diggy Down” by Inna (acoustic version)
“Move Along” by The All-American Rejects
“Crash 2.0″ by Adventure Club vs. DallasK
“Want You” by Rynx ft. Miranda Glory
Tagged By: @shimmersing. Gracias for tagging me in this, as well as sending me screenshots of Daesha and showing me the last two songs on here. You’re awesome, luv; thanks for being my friend!
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Drabble List: “You’re putting words in my mouth!” I'm gonna ask for Daesha & Scourge again because I might be obsessed.
“You’re Putting Words in My Mouth”
“I do believe this is what your kind call karma, Jedi,” Scourge snorted, watching in amusement as Daesha flailed with her tunics. Her short arms waved haphazardly about and she tipped precariously to one side, but the Sith refused to feel any sympathy. No matter how much she currently resembled a drowning kath hound.
“If you want to keep breathing-“
“Resorting to threats now, are we?” he chuckled. “Hardly the behavior of a serene Jedi Master.”
“Given what we were just doing, your dismemberment will seem positively tame,” Daesha threatened, her head finally poking through one of the holes.
“We must be sure to maintain a low profile aboard the ship, Sith. Which means no clothes left behind, you must leave before first rotation starts, and you have to learn to control your volume,” he mocked.
“You’re putting words in my mouth,” Daesha griped, disappearing once more into the voluminous garment. “All I said was that we had to be discreet. And given my number of bite marks, I’d say you found a way to control your volume problem.”
“Yet I am still thrown out like an akk mutt every morning,” he snorted.
“Not my fault you insist on keeping me up so late every night,” Daesha shot back, finally reappearing with all limbs in the correct holes.
“It is hardly my fault that you forgot you had a meeting with Major Tollbec this morning,” he said.
“By the Force, enough! We can argue about this later,” Daesha giggled, leaning down to give Scourge a quick kiss. He grabbed hold of her waist, pulling her closer and reminding her of just what they’d been doing when Major Tollbec had called. By the time he pulled back, her knees were trembling. “Keep doing that, and I might not leave.”
“I’m counting on it, Jedi. That’s my tunic you’re wearing.”
@birdonabird. Unsurprisingly, the other prompt is giving me trouble. Hope you enjoyed this; just wanted to give you a bit of happy Scourge/Daesha. 😁
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