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He needed a bigger ship. Corellian hells, not just any other ship. A space station, more like, because Selene had grown to her majestic, full, one hundred percent all-dragon glory. He couldn't take her anywhere as freely as he could - and it was not as if he could take her anywhere now that...

Arctus doesn't call himself a ladies' man nowadays. That title is reserved for his younger self - confident and cocky with so much swagger attached, but all for the wrong reasons, though. He's had his fair share of girlfriends in the past, and he even went as far as to sweet-talking his way into...

Munching on a raw chicken leg, Nibs gazed up at his master friend with wide, puppy dog eyes, orbs flicking between the human Jedi's bright face and the box of spicy chicken wings and nuggets he held in one hand. The Anooba chewed loudly then tossed the bone in the air. Before it could be caught...

It had only been a week since Arctus' promotion as a Knight. Truth be told he was expecting to get thrust into either more dangerous or numerous missions, and while one expectation was met more than the other he still felt as if... he wasn't doing enough. Maybe he just hadn't fully adjusted with...

"I'm tellin' you, dey dug demselves up! Look! Just look–" Arctus' gaze swept the grave again, soil freshly dug and grass ripped off of their roots. Beside him the graveyard keeper continued to speak agitatedly, gesticulating wildly as he pointed at one empty grave to the next. The old gravekeep...

The Killik threat just kept getting much worse since the day they appeared– reappeared, rather. Arctus himself had bore witness to the terrifying dangers the Hive possessed, remembering the dark, suffocating sensations he felt in the Force that could only be credited to the Hive Queen who...

Yavin IV EXT – Day Nothing had prepared him for the overwhelming relief and anxiety he felt when he finally returned to the Jedi Temple on Yavin IV after disappearing without a word. Arctus had expected to be questioned by any Knights or Masters who noted his disappearance, and maybe even be...

He had never been quiet his whole life, never without company whether friend or not, and yet quiet was what he remained for quite sometime now. The galaxy was currently plunged into an even messier affair. The Sith activity growing ever higher (just thinking of Kashyyyk and two of his fellow...

(Happens after Arctus exits Coated in Dust) He didn't want to leave Clove and Ruuzan, but he had to. As much as he wanted to deny Haldir Eressëa's words, there's just no way refuting the truth – Arctus mental state was descending in a downward spiral, and had he stayed he would have only...

Arctus was not really the mediator type for something as complicated as clan wars. His experience was only limited to barfights which further devolved into even more chaos when he was still a smuggler, and presently? Settling disputes between bickering Younglings on the matter of who would play...

...then I would stand a little stronger as I walk a little taller all the time. —·— Arctus's definition of home is swiftly becoming much broader in the sense that he knows that home is where the pieces of his heart are, as cheesy and sappy as that sounds. He has a home in Corellia, with four...

Tinnel IV Daytime, mid-morning He'd done it. He didn't exactly ask his Master for permission to leave like he'd originally intended, but Arctus's little trip felt somewhat justified given that this particular task was long written on his priority-slash-bucket list before he'd even joined the...

—— As a former smuggler, Arctus never really liked Kessel nor considered the planet safe even from someone of his (previous) station. Perhaps it was because he never really aligned himself with any of the major crime syndicates that dominated the galaxy. While most smugglers he knew – alright...

"i woke up hurting, though i can't quite say why." — woke up hurting//frightened rabbit · He's Force-sensitive. Kark. He's Force-sensitive and he's just learned it from a Sith, of all people. A Darksider. Warning him of the dangers he now faces at the revelation and his subsequent...

Through the clarity brought by the piercing shriek of his intuition that ripped apart the heady effects of spice in his system, Arctus knew that he was well and truly karked the moment the pilot droid of his rented rust bucket of a speeder was struck down by a well-placed blaster bolt. The...

"You thrum with the cloying scent of the Darkside, Arctus." "He's not his father's son." "You will either need to learn to handle it, hide it, or you will find yourself more and more danger." "Some traveling robed man... a Jedi? Who knows!" "More tragedy." "No wonder her husband hated...

Malastare was a kriffing nightmare. Arctus expected nothing but questionable peace and quiet when he arrived in that starsforsaken planet. Meeting new compatriots – namely Mallister Keynion and Ulysses Reed – had been quite a blast, no matter how brief their conversation have been, the amiable...