CONNECTION

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The Psychic Connection Meme

What if you were not alone in your thoughts? What if you were never alone? Surely it would change the way you think or behave, if you could simply reach out with your mind and truly know another person's true feelings. They say that so many of life's problems could be solved if we could simply understand one another without any lies or pretense to get in the way. What do you think?

No matter the cause - whether this is normal in your world, or through some magical or spiritual mishap - suddenly, you're about to find out what it's like to share a psychic connection.

Prompts

1. Soulmate
You'll know right away who your soulmate is, because you'll feel their mind touch yours. Together forever, in the most intimate of ways... that's good, right?

2. Touch
Your mental connection is only active when you touch.

3. One-sided
You can hear their thoughts, and maybe even send them messages, but they can't hear yours. Doesn't seem fair, does it?

4. Haunted
Are you going crazy, or are you being haunted by a ghost that's taken up residence in your mind?

5. The Other? Half
You can hear every thought... but only if they're ( male/female/an elf or something/someone you're attracted to) !

6. Dreamwalking
You may be miles or even entire timelines apart, but you can always meet them in their dream.

7. Sensation
It isn't someone's thoughts that you experience, per se, but you can feel their emotions and physical sensations as if they are your own.

8. Wildcard
Anything goes!

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shin hati ╳ star wars

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for convor

It had been difficult to get back to their own galaxy from Peridea, and had involved being lucky enough to see a once-in-a-lifetime migration of the purrgil away from the graveyard, but Shin can't say she feels much relief in being back.

Her master had abandoned her. He'd claim differently, but that's how it feels. Thrawn had left her behind. Morgan was dead. On Peridea, the only people Shin had had were the red mercenaries, and then, later, the most tentative of truces with Tano and Wren, mostly formed because Shin just didn't see the point of killing them at that time, and because Tano had offered to help her. Back in their own galaxy, they had parted ways, and now Shin has nothing once more.

Baylan Skoll had spoken of a higher power, and Shin's become determined to find clues of that in their galaxy. It was a long, winding path that eventually led her to a Dathomiri relic; a dagger of green-black steel that flickers with unearthly green flame, with writing on the side that she can't decipher.

So when she's on her way to meet with an Imperial remnant close to Thrawn, and gets into a fight with Sabine Wren who was apparently on her way to force information from that same Imperial loyalist, and she scratches her with the dagger, she's not at all expecting a whole new sensation to blossom in her mind.

It brings Shin up short, pausing, lightsaber still brandished in one hand and the knife in the other, looking like she's just been slapped in the face. She can feel Sabine's thoughts, and no matter how much she tries to push them away, they stay where they are. Bright and bold. Frustrated. So loud.

"What did you do to me," she says flatly, pale eyes wide and feral. "Tell me, and undo it, or I will kill you where you stand."

SORRY LIFE!! all good!! girl time!!!

[convor]

She had wanted her to stay. That's the first annoying, loud thought Shin hears. If she stayed they certainly wouldn't be in this situation and she wouldn't be dealing with a magic witch wound. They'd be fighting against Thrawn together, alongside Ahsoka and Ezra.

It would be like how things used to be when she was younger. A crowded ship that never stayed in one place for too long. A family, to replace the one she's lost.

The Force is still so new to her, even after her breakthroughs and continued training on Peridea. She doesn't know how to shield her thoughts or her feelings in this way, despite how adept she is at hiding things externally. She'd never asked Shin to stay. Ahsoka had offered, so it didn't seem necessary.

That's what she tells herself, at least. Her grip on her saber shifts, one hand going to to the place she'd been cut, a nick neatly in between her armor. It's small, can wait til she's safely away, but that's not the issue.

"How the hell should I know?!" she answers back, taking the opportunity to get in an attack while Shin's distracted. Fighting is easier than talking, always has been. And she's a weapons expert, sure, but that doesn't apply to weird daggers. She can't recall seeing it what little Dathomirian art she's studied. That's assuming it's connected, though.

"You're supposed to be the experienced one, so you tell me!"