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The slight flush on Reikki’s cheeks did not go unnoticed by Poet but he was not going to point it out. Did she like Thirty Shades of Black? Possibly, but he would not take his words back. Still, he felt kind of a dick for dissing a book she did not share his abhorrence for - and besides, how...

He didn't smile, at least not yet, but the crease on his brow vanished entirely when she responded with an affirmative answer to his question. Her accent is rather interesting, almost sounding as if Galactic Basic wasn't her mother tongue – and he would be very surprised if it was. As part of...

Normally, other beings would have taken offense at the slight bitchiness in his tone – while he couldn't help it sometimes, the emotion simply bled through. As such, Poet was accustomed to others giving him the stink eye regardless of the apology infused in his sentences. He was aware that he...

"Oh, come on. Don't tell me they don't have it in stock?" Mutterings that held a bite in every word fled Poet's lips one after another as his heterochromatic gaze scanned the shelf in front of him. He'd made sure that he was looking at the right section, but the book simply wasn't where it was...

The more he strapped his armor on, the more Poet became resigned to his fate – his assigned role, rather, given not just the armor's but also the huge sword's resemblance to that of the protagonist from his favorite graphic novel. At least the impromptu cosplay lessened the half-Morellian's...

It had been a long while since the Star Lady Vanhoop's decision to step down from her position and subsequently her and her family's death. Work had been chaotic after that, with the Star Guardians as a humanitarian organization's credibility and integrity being put under a sickening spotlight...

Shistavanen or not, Poet didn't miss the deeper meaning behind the Sith lieutenant's growl, nor did he feel particularly guilty nor embarrassed at having his mumbled rant heard. A rebellious part of him hoped to be heard, and though nothing about his behavior showed his satisfaction the former...

The Sith trooper Poet found had been immediately taken away by his colleagues for treatment, and without any breath wasted the half-Morellian was moving again. He pressed to the east, searching for surivors and directing his fellow Star Guardians as he received directions in return. Only the...

Star Defender Poet Severino had easily come to grips with his new job, and the way he eased into the work reminded him of his days as a fresh-faced – if albeit grumpy– Sector Ranger. He couldn't find anything to complain about though he wasn't actively looking for anything worth complaining, and...

Poet was beyond pleased when Clove reacted positively to his teaching offer. The stoic, professional demeanor he was trying to uphold was betrayed by the carmine that stained the tops of his ears hidden by his fluffy hair, though the color shone brightly on his flushed cheeks. The half-Morellian...

Poet knew that being honest during an interview would result in positive feedback from his potential employer, but to say that he meant to be too honest would be a bit hypocritical. Though he refrained from spilling too much that went inside his head he also hadn't meant to be too personal, but...

The half-Morellian lifted his gaze when Clove began to speak, eyes meeting the half-Annfyn's. Poet acknowledged her gratitude for his honesty with a tiny nod, fingers clutching the glass a little tighter when she commented about his time as a Ranger. He simply shrugged, not giving any other...

If he wasn't so nervous Poet would have felt Miss Vanhoop's gaze lingering, possibly because she might be thinking about questions to ask him. Poet, however, noticed his knee bouncing and pressed a firm hand on top of it, trying to stop it from bouncing and easing his own anxious feelings...

The wooden door swung open with a soft creak as soon as Poet's hand fell to his side, the sight of an attractive, young woman meeting the half-Morellian's gaze. Her face was as familiar as he'd seen from the holonet news and tabloids, but seeing Clove Vanhoop in person hadn't prepared Poet at...

Life sucked. Sure it always did, but it sucked even more with the ever growing threat of the Killik. This new threat had almost succeeded in making him forget political debates regarding the Sector Rangers. The half-Morellian found no joy in serving the organization any longer, and while he had...