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@arminjace.bsky.socialSep 6, 2026, 8:25 PM

Another twofer - after a nasty fight, Armin wakes up battered and bruised, with Calida right there to take care of him. #starwars #starwarsocs #calidahighmoon #arminjace #darkfrontier

"And the cracked ribs," she pressed. "And the cracked ribs," he agreed. "Hey," she said. "What's up?" Armin asked. "When we got hit… when you got knocked out…" Calida began. "What about it?" She smiled. "You called me 'Cali'," she replied. Armin sighed. "Sorry," he said. "Don't be," Calida said. "I liked it. And I'm glad you're not walling yourself off anymore." The Thyferran frowned. He hadn't realized it, but she was right, of course. At some point, the distance he'd intentionally kept between them had collapsed in on itself. He exhaled heavily, then leaned back against the wall, trying to squash the feelings of guilt rising in him. "Hey, don't put them back up," Calida said. "Don't go away again. I've had enough relationships fall apart because of emotional detachment, both men and women." "Sorry," he muttered. "And stop apologizing," the Chandrilan woman replied irritably. "You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just worried about you. You're too hard on yourself. I'm betting you have been ever since you left Intelligence. And I know I don't have room to talk, but I'm still trying." Without warning, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her, ignoring the burning ache in his ribs. He felt her hug him back, stroke his hair. He breathed in her scent, and felt soothed by it.
@arminjace.bsky.socialSep 6, 2026, 8:24 PM

Another twofer - after a nasty fight, Armin wakes up battered and bruised, with Calida right there to take care of him. #starwars #starwarsocs #calidahighmoon #arminjace #darkfrontier

"And the cracked ribs," she pressed. "And the cracked ribs," he agreed. "Hey," she said. "What's up?" Armin asked. "When we got hit… when you got knocked out…" Calida began. "What about it?" She smiled. "You called me 'Cali'," she replied. Armin sighed. "Sorry," he said. "Don't be," Calida said. "I liked it. And I'm glad you're not walling yourself off anymore." The Thyferran frowned. He hadn't realized it, but she was right, of course. At some point, the distance he'd intentionally kept between them had collapsed in on itself. He exhaled heavily, then leaned back against the wall, trying to squash the feelings of guilt rising in him. "Hey, don't put them back up," Calida said. "Don't go away again. I've had enough relationships fall apart because of emotional detachment, both men and women." "Sorry," he muttered. "And stop apologizing," the Chandrilan woman replied irritably. "You didn't do anything wrong. I'm just worried about you. You're too hard on yourself. I'm betting you have been ever since you left Intelligence. And I know I don't have room to talk, but I'm still trying." Without warning, he reached out and wrapped his arms around her, ignoring the burning ache in his ribs. He felt her hug him back, stroke his hair. He breathed in her scent, and felt soothed by it.