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Tweak says, "Yuu-Chan will you marry me?"

killerofstars (killerofstars) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-09-02 15:03:00

Entry tags:

galen marek (sw), leia organa

Who: Galen Marek and Leia Organa.
What: A friendly visit?
Where: Galen's place.
When: Monday evening.
Rating: Lets put this in the middle, PG:13. Leia is mean. :(

Starkiller had acquired furniture now at this point. With a bit of help from Barbara, who was a miracle worker on that front. They managed to get him everything he might have needed. She said if they go through the right door and find a place called Ikea, they'd be set. A couple days of trying and success. So many boxes, and so much furniture. So now Galen was sitting on a furniture and he had place settings and dishes and everything. It was legit a house. It was more house than he ever knew, to be honest.

So, he was sitting with Lucario who was content on doing his own thing.

It was lonely at times. Since starting to associate with people, he found himself wanting to be near them more and more. That was unsettling on it's own. Standing he paces for a minute catching the attention of his Pokemon. "What?" His question was met with a bark. "I know!" He could just go see Leia. He was concerned about her, but she was obviously fine and not really wanting them around. Then there was a honk at him. A growl came from Starkiller as he looked down at the pink bird that he couldn't get rid of. It showed up yesterday, and he couldn't kill the damn thing. Despite his best efforts. "Shut up, you." He rolled his eyes. Then he felt it.

Leia.

His eyes turned toward the door, and just like that there was a knock. HONK HONK Galen looked at the bird. "I hate you." Starkiller approached the door and pulled it open. "Leia." Honk Galen looked at the bird and back to Leia. "I now have a bird that is unkillable." He said with a droll look, while looking towards her shoulder. "How.." Galen looked Leia in the eyes, obviously concerned for her well being. "How are you?"

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yourhighnessnes
2019-09-15 04:57 am UTC (link)

It was chilling, the way he talked about it, spoke of child rearing as if it was how to keep a potted plant alive. Essentially, yes those things would keep a child living. But it was no way to care for one; she couldn’t help wondering if it was that he refused to accept what had happened to him, or that he really thought it truly was just another way to raise a child. The abuse that was the reality of Galen’s upbringing wasn’t something she felt she could press him on- at least not now. She wasn’t even certain she had the tools to help him uncover trauma to that level - let alone accept it. But, there was time and she would do her best to be there for him.

Again she kept silent - watching him as she supposed he was considering, mulling over their exchange as he had every right to do - she felt perhaps she’d worded it a little less harshly, and closer to it being less about change, or a fault in him she wanted gone - more, a form of growth, maturity when he was learning how to live as part of a community and having to deal with the others in it, even if you didn't much like them. She’s rather he do it for himself, for his own friendships, or attachments here - but she accepted it all the same.

Stipulation? She hadn’t come to this to make a deal - but it was only fair she listen and there was no protest as she looked at him.

However, her expression creased to his words, a mild sort of denial, as if she was genuinely confused about the meaning behind all he said. And if anything, confusion was, primarily what she felt more often than not in this world, much of the time and she didn’t like being told what he could, or couldn’t sense within her. Told in her still silent, more stubborn expression.

But, she had also spent most of her time in his home, asking Galen to consider what she, in turn had seen in him. No, this wasn’t fair at all

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” It wasn’t shot back, or even meant to be truly defensive, tone mild without a true effort to start an argument; but arms length? She was in his home wasn’t she? In some ways it was a truth, she didn’t. She didn’t know how to feel about this place, he knew she wanted to go home. What more could she do in Starklandia? When it could all change so rapidly.

“Start Living? We all- do the best we can here.” And she included herself in that. Leia was trying to find something to say. “I’ve taken up training with Obi-Wan. -There’s the scavenging trips.” Las Vegas, which she decided not to add to the list.

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killerofstars
2019-09-15 05:26 am UTC (link)

The look Leia was receiving was one that was equal to a facepalm. Therew as so much that Starkiller wanted to comment on, but he was almost lost for words. Just this blank stare of disbelief of what he was hearing.

Now, there was a few blinks and Galen snapped out of it.

"Wow." Was all he could say initially. "Just, wow. That was incredible." He commented. "I never met anyone to take anything so literally than you right now." He took a deep breath and sighed as if he was looking for what he was truly trying to say. It was just not there, and he wasn't sure if he could describe what he was truly thinking. "You see.." He stopped shaking his head looking off to the side at Lucario doing his own thing.

Back to Leia he opened his mouth to comment, but closed it instead. How could she be so stupid for not being stupid. Bullheaded. Stubborn. Insanely delusional.

"You're so dense." Starkiller commented before taking two quick steps forward and in one simple motion placed one hand on the back of her head as his head dipped to press his lips to hers in one simple kiss. Though before she could stop him, he broke the kiss and stepped away from her still facing her. Both eyebrows up, as if everything should be clear hoping to see that light bulb ding above her head.

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yourhighnessnes
2019-09-15 07:56 am UTC (link)

Now Leia was feeling somewhat defensive, the look she was being given, a stare as if what she said made little sense - but she knew very well it did. It illustrated she was doing what she could, contributing what she could. “Of course- I’m going to take it literally-” Leia tried to counter, her voice raising a little, but there wasn’t a lot of room to argue him yet, certain at any moment he was going to start arguing with her again, about what she should or should not be doing. What it meant to live, here - and what would he know?

She didn't even anticipate his move and when he kissed her she froze, perhaps telling of where her mind was, that, yes she was entirely caught off guard by it - she didn’t even have time to process it before he was just standing there, before her looking expectantly as she remembered to take a breath again. There wasn’t a light-bulb flash where Leia took this moment as some sort of motivation, or understanding. But, there was plenty of silent panic; like she’d always done Leia kept that inside.

Sure. She had some idea how he felt for her - and perhaps she’d done the wrong thing in completely avoiding any kind of conversation to confront the issue, but she’d been injured, and she wanted to address it in the right way.

It seemed an age was passing, and she wasn’t saying a word as they stood there, she wasn’t avoiding looking at him though. “Whatever you think I-” She felt like all she could hear was her heart pounding in her ears; what that was from exactly, she wasn’t sure.

“You’re wrong about whatever it is you think I need-” She was adamant about this, her tone wasn’t harsh, she didn’t even sound angry or upset by what he’d done. It was hard to read much at all on the outside, and on the inside, it’d be a challenge to distinguish one emotion from the other, for all the mess it was. If anything, there was a slight overbrightness to her eyes before she looked away.

“I- should go.” She didn’t think he’d stop her, as she moved past and headed for the door.

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killerofstars
2019-09-16 02:58 am UTC (link)

And that was that. She was gone. Starkiller did nothing to stop her, other than watch her go from the corner of his eye in his peripheral. She was just gone like that.

Looking to Lucario, he shrugged. "I guess that wasn't the right move, was it." He commented about the kiss. Lucario growled in response, and he laughed lightly. He didn't understand the Pokemon, but he seemed articulate enough to convey his thoughts. At least Galen hoped so. HONK! The flamingo interjected.

With a sigh, he glanced down. "You're still here." HONK! Of course it responded to him, with it's great big beady eyes. "I fucking hate you." He muttered walking to his couch. "C'mon you two. Let pick out one of these movies Barbara insisted I watch." After all he had this television viewer and these weird discs that played motions on the screen.

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