Private Aren't you too buff for a stormtrooper?

[Tarw Rhyfelwr]

Outfit: Casual Attire
Equipment: Blaster rifle, thermal detonators
Tag: Valery Noble

He appreciated that she did not comment on his slip up, it afforded him the strong face for the moment. Tarw knew once he was healed and back on his feet that Valery had every right to tease him and he would want her to as well. A strong friendship had a lot of teasing banter between them. It was something that Tarw believed was the marker of a strong, trusting friendship.

Once they reached the ramp of the ship, Tarw let out a sigh of relief, the worse of it was over and he was definitely going to heal himself. His arm wrapped around her waist and clung tighter to her as he let the pain overcome him a little more that the danger was behind them now. Tarw was still sweating and there was now blood pouring out of his stab wound. "I... yeah... getting patched up sounds good..." Tarw panted heavily, breathing in and out slowly.

"You can always count on me as an ally, even a friend, if you wish." Tarw offered, hoping to be able to get closer with the powerful Jedi Master. She held a presence that he found inspiring and mirroring that of his father.

 

[Valery Noble]

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Outfit: Factory Link

Valery felt his grip tighten around her, the tension in his arm revealing just how much pain he had been holding back. She kept her arm steady around him, guiding him up the ramp and into the safety of the ship's medbay. The sight of the blood trailing down from his wound caught her eye, and she moved quickly, setting him down onto the nearest bench with a gentle yet firm hand on his shoulder.

"You did great, Tarw," she said, her voice softening as she offered a reassuring smile. "It takes more strength than most realize to hold on as long as you have."

She began to examine the wound, carefully dabbing away the blood before reaching for a medkit. Valery's amber eyes lifted to meet his for a moment, touched by his words. "I'm honored to count you as a friend, Tarw," she replied sincerely, her voice threaded with warmth. "True allies are hard to find, and you're one I know I can trust."

As she worked, Valery kept a steady hand, applying a healing salve and wrapping his wound with expert care. "Now, try to relax. Just breathe with me — in and out." Her voice was calm and grounding, each word guiding him away from the pain and toward a moment of calm. The bond between them felt stronger now, forged not just through combat but through trust and mutual respect.

Tarw Rhyfelwr​

 

[Tarw Rhyfelwr]

Outfit: Casual Attire
Equipment: Blaster rifle, thermal detonators
Tag: Valery Noble

He chuckled deeply, "you're just buttering me up before you cause me even more pain with those medkits." Tarw joked. They were safely aboard the ship now and getting out of here so he figured that now was as good as time as anywhere to joke about the situation.

"Well, always got your back and hopefully next time we work together, I won't be dumb and get myself captured." Tarw chuckled deeply, "glad to count you as a friend too and that you came for me. I doubted that I could have lasted much longer there. I don't even know how long I was there for." Tarw confessed, he had lost track of days since the pain and starvation was just blended all together and not seeing the sun rise or set, it felt infinite but also one singular moment.

That had been the worst part, unable to tell how long he had been suffering for.

Breathing in and out with Valery, he winced a little when the salva was placed on the wound but it wasn't as bad as it could have been. A lot of the nerves at the wound had been burned by the Lightsaber. He looked Valery in the eyes, "you can go ahead and tease me now for my slip up earlier." Tarw smirked, ready for it and feeling safe enough to take some jabs.

 

[Valery Noble]

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Outfit: Factory Link

Valery couldn't help but chuckle at Tarw's attempt to keep things lighthearted, despite everything he'd been through. His strength was remarkable — not just physically, but in spirit. As she worked on his wound, she looked up, a warm smile playing on her lips.

"Me? Tease you? I would never," she said, though the glint in her amber eyes betrayed her playful intentions. "Though… if I were to tease you, I might remind you of that little 'slip-up' back there. You know, the part where you called me beautiful." She tilted her head, smirking just a little. "Not that I mind hearing it, of course."

Her voice softened as she continued, "But really, Tarw, it's good to know you can still joke after what you've been through." She paused, her gaze steady on his. "You're stronger than you give yourself credit for. The fact that you held on, through all that darkness… it shows a lot about who you are."

Finishing up the bandage, Valery gave his shoulder a gentle pat, her touch reassuring and grounding. "Next time, we'll make sure you don't end up in a cell at all." Her smile softened as she watched him.

Standing up, she extended a hand to him, offering him a way to steady himself as they prepared to leave the medbay. "So, you ready to head back home? I think you've earned yourself some rest — and maybe a drink or two." She shot him another smile, her warm presence radiating that familiar sense of safety and camaraderie, a silent promise that, as his friend, she'd always be there.

Tarw Rhyfelwr​

 

[Tarw Rhyfelwr]

Outfit: Casual Attire
Equipment: Blaster rifle, thermal detonators
Tag: Valery Noble

He chuckled as Valery complimented his fortitude and the strength he held, "well, I suppose that Mandalorian part of me relishes the chance to fight and prove myself. Too stubborn to bend, just like beskar." He shrugged, he knew that wasn't necessarily true but he was feeling a little too humble to just accept the big compliments that Valery was bestowing him.

"Ah yeah, that's the one. Gotta keep me in check, feed my ego too much and I'll start thinking you find me devilishly handsome." Tarw smirked, "see it's already happening." He winked to Valery, knowing this was just in good humour. Tarw was glad to have a new friend, especially someone as reliable as Valery. It was good and something he needed right now.

"Avoiding a cell sounds like a good plan. Hopefully next time I can show off my big gun." Tarw paused and thought on what he had just stated, "I do mean my blaster... I just realised how that could sound..." He shook his head and found himself blushing again slightly.

He laughed as a way to shake off the awkwardness he felt, as he took Valery's hand in his hand, using his good arm to lift himself up onto his feet. Tarw ended up finding himself standing very close, basically looming over Valery. He couldn't help but breathe in her scent a little, justifying it as a way to still the pain of shifting around. "Drinks? Drinks sound good." His voice a little quieter now.

"Can I hope to have you join me for at least one or two?" He asked, feeling a little bold in the moment.

 

[Valery Noble]

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Outfit: Factory Link

Valery's laughter was soft but warm as she met Tarw's gaze, amusement flickering in her eyes as he shook off his own blush. The good-natured banter was refreshing, and she appreciated the humor he brought, even amid the aftermath of a mission. She watched as he steadied himself, still leaning on her just slightly, and her smirk deepened when he hinted at his "devilishly handsome" charm.

"Oh, it's already gone to your head?" she teased lightly, raising an eyebrow. "We'll have to be careful then — can't have you thinking you're the most charming warrior in the galaxy," she added with a chuckle, clearly enjoying their easy camaraderie.

As he straightened, standing close enough that she could feel the warmth of his presence, she noticed the way his gaze softened. The faint hint of pink in his cheeks didn't go unnoticed either, and she found herself softening too. "Drinks, huh?" she mused, considering for just a moment before nodding. "I think I can manage one or two," she replied, her tone sincere.

Her amber eyes sparkled with a hint of challenge. "After all, you've earned a little celebration after being stuck for so long." She nodded and smiled, then gestured toward the ship's exit with an encouraging nod.

"Lead the way, Tarw."

Tarw Rhyfelwr​

 

[Tarw Rhyfelwr]

Outfit: Casual Attire
Equipment: Blaster rifle, thermal detonators
Tag: Valery Noble

Tarw smirked widely and shrugged his shoulders, "that would be a terrible idea to plant in my head." He puffed his chest a little more, "just be glad I can't be flexing my muscles right now to highlight the charming warrior I can be." He shook his head, thinking how dumb that was but he couldn't help it.

When she agreed to go for drinks, there was a challenge glinting mischievously in her eye. He wondered what she had in mind for the drinks but there was an excitement brewing inside him. "Sounds good, there's a good Alliance bar that has a decent selection of drinks and a solid discount for soldiers."

Once he stepped off the ramp of the ship, he rubbed the back of his neck as Tarw realised he wasn't really dressed for a night out in the city. "Hey, mind if I change into something not imperial looking? Meet you at the bar, first round on me." Tarw suggested. He wanted to look his best and right now, he was looking a little rough.

 

[Valery Noble]

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Outfit: Factory Link

Valery rolled her eyes, a playful smirk dancing on her lips as she crossed her arms. "Careful, soldier," she said with a light laugh, tilting her head just a bit. "I'm a married woman, you know." Her tone was warm, though, carrying a hint of that challenge in her gaze. She liked Tarw's humor and appreciated his boldness, but she knew where to draw the line.

When he suggested changing before they met up, she nodded. "Good call. Wouldn't want to cause a scene in your Imperial look. I'll head over and get us a good spot." She gave him a final, encouraging nod as she turned to leave, tossing over her shoulder, "First round on you, then. But don't think I'll go easy on you, even with that solid discount."

With that, she strode off, feeling a bit of the day's tension ease as she anticipated a fun night out.

Tarw Rhyfelwr​

 

[Tarw Rhyfelwr]

Outfit: Casual Attire
Equipment: Blaster rifle, thermal detonators
Tag: Valery Noble

He placed a hand on his heart and gasped in shock, "you are? How heartbreaking!" Tarw smirked and nodded his head, "I know Valery. I would never dare to do anything to jeopardize that." His gaze demonstrated how serious he meant that. He was here to be her friend and reliable ally in the battlefield.

Heading off to his apartment, Tarw refreshed himself swiftly and changed into a clean outfit, back into his leather jacket.

Arriving at the bar, his facial hair was trimmed, hair styled and tidied. He had been quick so it wasn't perfect but he didn't look like a rough mess who just got saved.

Walking over to Valery, he coughed to announce himself, not wanting to cross the line with anything too friendly. "So, what is your poison going to be to start with then Master Jedi?" Tarw asked as he leaned on the table.