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"They talk to the dead, you know, the Evereni." [Path of Vengeance by Cavan Scott]
The Ro cousins and their personal ghosts.
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So last night I finished reading Rise of the Red Blade for TotE Vibes Research purposes and the two Inquisitor characters in it really illustrate exactly why I think Barriss is going to survive and escape them.
Because the thing is that there are two kinds of Inquisitors! The ones who volunteered, and the ones who...didn’t. Iskat (RotRB’s focus character) perfectly exemplifies the first type: she had some traumatizing experiences at a young age, fell through a number of institutional cracks in the Order, had a really terrible master (meet me in the pit, Sember Vey), everyone was too busy to give her the follow-up they would under normal circumstances, Palpatine had an agent actively gathering information about her and pushing her to become Worse—she was a pre-selected candidate who was offered the choice to come quietly when Order 66 hit, and she took it. By that point all of her issues and doubts had been exacerbated to the point where it wasn’t hard for her to make herself hate the Jedi, and then she rationalized her way through any indication that her freedom was a lie and doubled her way down right into hell.
By contrast: Tualon, Iskat’s crechemate situationship guy. He had some issues but was not someone on Palpatine’s radar; Iskat left him to die in Order 66 and he survived getting shot by darksiding out about her betrayal. Because of that he was taken alive and they did some shit to him. When Iskat runs into him at the Inquisitor HQ after he’s freshly-inducted he can barely remember why he hates her, or anything else from before he was taken. He woke up in the room where you fight Trilla and they fully shattered him and glued a semblance of a person back together out of the wreckage, just COMPLETELY Winter Soldiered the guy, and the only way he had to cope with it is to lean into a weird codependent situationship with Iskat.
And that distinction’s always been there with the Inquisitors; you have the true believers who ended up hating the Jedi or wanted to go on a power trip (or had the kind of revenge plan only a 12 year old could come up with and then stick to for a decade, in one case) and didn’t need any additional coercion to volunteer, and you have the ones that they broke. In the former group you’ve got the Grand Inquisitor, Reva/Third, Lyn/Fourth*, Fifth, and Iskat/Thirteenth. For the most part they’re certified freaks, but they came by it naturally. (Reva’s a different flavor.) In the latter, you’ve got Trilla/Second, Seventh, Masana/Ninth, Tualon, and probably most of the others. They all got disassembled and reassembled without much care given to the process and are all Coping with it badly in different ways, whether by deciding it’s Empowering, Actually (Trilla & Seventh) or by becoming completely jaded about everything (Masana & Tualon).
(*We obviously don’t know a lot about Fourth yet, but the fact that she shows up to recruit Barriss while rocking yellow dark side eyes before ROTS is even over tells me she’s definitely a volunteer.)
All this is to say: The Grand Inquisitor is making a colossal mistake with Barriss from the drop, and it’s why I think she’s going to win their battle of wits and escape. Because he is treating her like she is an Iskat and she could not be any farther from it.
He sends Lyn to get her to come quietly! They actively withhold information from her about what happened to the Jedi and what her expected role in it is! That’s not how they recruit the ones they think will be a problem; if that were the case she would have been stunned out of hand and woken up on a rack.
Instead, he’s giving her special attention,, he’s training her—he doesn’t think they need to break her. She’s just got a few...pesky hang-ups from her time as a Jedi that need ironing out**. He’s projecting on her; he doesn’t just want an empty shell holding a lightsaber—he wants Barriss Offee, loyally kneeling at his side, fully believing in their mission. She’s his favorite.
(**That “mercy only breeds defeat” line isn’t just a generic darksidism; I’m pretty sure he’s directly critiquing how Barriss got caught because she showed mercy to Asajj Ventress.)
And surely that's something he can turn her into, right? Because she hates the Jedi, right? She attacked them, she outsmarted them, obviously she’d be down for wanting to wipe them out! He was there when she confessed and, like pretty much everyone else in the room save for Ahsoka, he didn’t hear a single word that she said—just what he wanted her to be saying. He’s got a deeply incorrect idea of her, and that idea is “she’s just like me for real.”
And he’s wrong, because the Inquisitorius is everything she feared the Jedi Order was becoming—literally, an army fighting for the dark side—and the Empire is everything she knew the Republic was becoming. She might be prone to despairing, it might in some hypothetical be possible to get her into the same resigned despair trap as Anakin, but she would never actually want to serve the Empire, and they don't think they'll have to try hard to convince her to.
She loves the Jedi, she loved being a Jedi, she wanted to save them. She wants to be one again more than anything even though right now she thinks she doesn’t deserve it, thinks that she’s already too broken to reclaim what she was. But I think being surrounded by actual fallen Jedi and being told over and over again that she’s like them is, in the end, going to be what reminds her that she never stopped being a Jedi in the first place.
And as long as she can make sure her captors don't realize that's true until it's too late, she'll be home free.
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one of my fave, most potent, and extremely subtle pieces of grand inquisitor characterization comes from this section in secret academy: dhara detailing her gift for passive divination & the grand inquisitor's attempts to essentially use her as a living scrying tool. jason fry, the author of the servants of the empire series also had this to say:
the grand inquisitor saw the writing on the wall, but couldn't make out the words. he was nervous, he was manic. he feared for project harvester's exposure. tarkin was investigating area null (though how much the grand inquisitor and brendol knew about his snooping is unclear. lieutenant chiron was undercover and may not have been tarkin's first spy).
the grand inquisitor had foresight enough to see the inquisitorius was a short-term solution to the jedi issue. he feared obsolescence. he needed dhara to fill in the empty spaces he couldn't see, and when she, an untrained precognate, couldn't, he'd impatiently lash out like he were pressed for time, running out of it. but brendol HAD their long-term solution. the empire needed children, and force-sensitives are always born, but dark-siders are made. and they, like hux's cadets, could fill the ranks indefinitely. loyal to their creators, to their emperor, and a threat to those obsolescent.
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Happy Lesbian Visibility Week💖
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“the inquisitors are genuine threats and they all have rich, complex histories” “the inquisitors are a lesson in obsolescence because they’re flagrant and useless by the time of the OT” “the inquisitors are probably so cringefail because vader allows them to be to amuse himself” consider. three things can be true at once.
#Y2K TRASH TV MEETS A VIPER'S PIT#vader: the behavior you're exhibiting is jedi-like. the jedi jumped out. and then it jumped back in.#inquisitorius
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Darth Plagueis with a glass of wine, Darth Sidious with a pillow.
An old artwork I never got to publish.
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lucky bastard got a daughter
#grand inquisitor#reva sevander#the grand inquisitor#third sister#inquisitorius#wookieejamcrew's edits#murder fam :)))))
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Get drop kicked, idiot
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it's her hidden empire !!!
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Into the Dark-era Reath and Nan, scaled according to heights reported in The High Republic Character Encyclopedia. Original art by 5health.
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HIIII TUMBLR i feel like i say hi every time
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is it inappropriate for me to request your personal favorite inquisitor ship x song #69. i am doing it anyways
This is...late. Thanks for being patient!
#69 was Doja Cat's Woman (which made its way onto my 2023 spotify wrapped before it was revealed how much of a weirdo she is). This was even more of a challenge than the Ed Sheeran one, since after turning it over in my mind, I could not see Seventh saying any of that. Thus, this happened.
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The Fifth Brother groaned quietly to himself. The Seventh Sister should have checked in half an hour ago, and he stood at their agreed-upon rendezvous point intermittently checking his chrono and comms.
“Come in, Seventh,” he said uselessly into the commlink.
He knew the cave could be interfering with the signal. His attempts to reach out in the Force resulted in similar luck—the cave reeked with life, with the Force—and Seventh was probably masking her presence anyway.
He heard the echoes of her steps from deeper within the cave, and pushed those thoughts aside. Brushing aside his momentary relief, he scowled.
“You’re late,” he pointed out. Seventh smirked up at him.
“I’m so sorry,” she drawled, projecting entirely too much ease in the Force for their current situation.
Fifth sighed, rolled his eyes, and tried again.
“Were you able to find the Jedi?” he asked.
“No—looks like the mission’s a wash,” she replied, her tone remaining an infuriating sing-song.
She walked up to him, and rested her hand on his bicep. Fifth ignored the flare of heat that radiated from the palm of her hand and the pads of her fingers.
“Though, I see another way to pass the time, here.”
He brushed her hand off.
“Lord Vader will have our heads if we return with nothing, Seventh Sister,” he said, trying to keep the plea to see reason out of his voice.
While his and Seventh’s…dalliances often carried an element of risk, she generally clawed for success during missions, often directly in competition with him. If not for Vader’s approval, than her own ego, or to appease the Grand Inquisitor.
Seventh leaned into him again, and this time, he almost didn’t feel her feather-light touch on his chest piece. He felt himself tense, but listened to what she would say next.
“Come on, Fifth,” she said, her tone growing huskier, “it’s been so long; let me be your woman, I can give you what you need—”
She continued with saccharine, filthy nothings that piqued Fifth’s interest, but even more so his suspicion. Though he wasn't a stranger to Seventh’s mimicry of sweetness, her barbs were a constant, the knowledge that when he pushed, she would return in kind. Though he’d normally welcome her suggested deviation, he knew to his bones that something was wrong.
He tilted his face down toward her, trying to play a smile across his face.
“If you insist,” he murmured, brushing her lip with his thumb. He almost hoped she’d bite it.
She didn’t.
As Seventh leaned her face into his touch, Fifth firmly grabbed her right arm as it strained to her lightsaber, and touched her forehead, leaning in, and concentrating in the Force.
During their training, he had probed her mind a few times. Though he was adept at this element of sedition and interrogation, it set his teeth on edge to do so the first time as much as it did now. Her mind was a wicked, broken thing, and more than that, it was her own.
When he delved in, he knew something was wrong. This was not Seventh’s presence in the Force—though the being that had overtaken her was also a conniving thing, intent on playing with and consuming what it could—it was different. Bitter. Older. He felt an arachnid creep at the edge of his mind, but he bolstered himself and persevered, knowing he could be taken, too, if he didn’t find what he sought.
And through all of that, he felt Seventh. Scared. Humiliated. Straining toward him.
He latched onto her and pulled, and strength flowed through them as her presence joined his.
Gasping, he felt himself return to the present, and felt Seventh start to buckle under him.
She whispered one word before collapsing into unconsciousness:
“Run.”
The sound of skittering legs filled the tunnel, and Fifth had the foresight to shove the creature back with the Force before hoisting Seventh over his shoulder and taking off. He heard quiet echoes imploring him to join it, to join her through his mind, but he banished them and focused on how he hated the creature for ruining this mission, for what it did to Seventh.
Fifth didn’t know how he ultimately outran it, but as he felt the sunlight on his face, he knew the creature wouldn’t continue after them. He tapped a button to check his chrono, and saw it was late afternoon, local time. Kriff.
After walking a while longer, he felt safe enough to set Seventh on the ground to rest his back and start figuring out what the crik they would report to Headquarters. After a few minutes, he heard her cough weakly.
“Did we find the Jedi?” Seventh asked, weakly.
Fifth couldn’t help the laugh that caught in his throat.
“It seems you’re back to yourself.”
“Is that a problem?” Seventh teased, voice still shaky.
“For once, no.”
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Brief author's note: I swear I started writing the concept of the mind control spider before I was knee-deep in reading about the Drengir over and over, but...I realized it was sort of a Drengir expy. What can you do.
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round twenty-twenty-four
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Do you think they ever.... explored each other's bodies?
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"[...] new miniseries kicking off July 3 from writer Rodney Barnes and artist Ramon Rosanas, Inquisitors follows the Empire’s Jedi hunters as they narrow in on a new target: Tensu Run, a survivor of Order 66 looking to spread hope and rebuild the Jedi Order. He has won the attention of Darth Vader, who is determined to have Tensu killed at any cost."
#grand inquisitor#ninth sister#fifth brother#seventh sister#inquisitorius#SOWWY tweeter is getting the bulk of my jubilation just know i'm very 🚑🚑🚑 over here
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a little bit of eye horror for you fellas (◑○◑)
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