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Snacks of Dathomir by Dathomirdumpsterfire (Kuraiummei)
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types
04 Jan 2024
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You grab your buy'ce off the counter and snag one of grandpa's knives in a reverse grip, then you go to check out the noise.
There's a body on the stairs.
With all due caution, you lean out a bit and call, “Hello? Are you dead?”
“Mnnggg,” the body replies. Oh good.
“Are you one of the Opress brothers?” you ask.
“Ngh?” they reply, turning to squint blearily up at you.
It's a man, or male looking at least. Horned. Tattooed. Average height and build. Yellow, with a smidge of orange. Hot as fuck, honestly.
“... messare Feral?” you try. That was the youngest one, right?
“Yeah,” he manages, pupils two different sizes. “Fff- nng. You?”
“I'm your new chef, uh, nice to meet you… do you want help getting to medical?”
Probably-Feral flops back down onto the stairs, and mumbles something inaudible with a tone of supreme annoyance.