𝘼𝙓𝙀 𝙒𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙎 🦉

"He's one of them." メ SW RP メ Era Flexible. Ships With Chem. Friendly Writer. OC Friendly. [ ♡ + ↺ ]

he looks up at her longingly, so many questions at the ready. “injured? no, not really. nothing i can’t handle, anyway. are you?”

“did i miss you?” he echoed. “you bet. every day. and me..?” oh, he could certainly tell.

squinting and giggling as she does. “well hey there, you~”

catches her with ease, twirling her around. this has been missed.

hold on, let him just— BUG!!!!

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“Definitely a good thing.” He nodded to reassure her. “That may be unnecessary. Any time you want to be held, just— well, I don’t mind.”

“Hm, can’t say I mind. You make things interesting~” A few times, at least. Workplace safety just isn’t what it used to be.

Brandishes a knife and cuts her down from there, catching her in his arms.

Are the wires live?

Maybe some protective gear, too~ Speaking of— oh, dear. He speeds up before coming to a stop just in front of her, crouching as he begins to gather up her fallen cargo.

A tracker would be far too invasive. Maybe it’s just good instincts. His Bug sense. Oh, now that is a precarious sight. Axe starts to close the distance, clearly very amused.

Is it so obvious that he can tell when she might be in trouble? The front door cycles open and closes behind him, as he watches the street.

If she needs a hand, he’s there. That does sound like a lot to be carrying all at once, especially while running.

All of her things? Hmm, now he’s curious.

He’s waiting patiently for her.

If only Bug was home.

Soon after her arrival, a ship descended through the atmosphere and landed nearby, just in the outskirts of the settlement. The boarding ramp hissed, and slowly opened to reveal a single Mandalorian walking out to greet her. He crossed the space between them, and nodded.

“Very well. I shall return soon, my lady.”