Fenig, Thug - Leah | Wes, Siee - Alison | Hobbie,
Han, Kyp - Shel
Shelonei: ----------------
Fenig Durak: ::Lets do a recap of the last few
hours of Feni's day. She'd had juice with Myn and Kyp, done some paper
work and requisition forms for some tools, lubricants and parts, not to
mention some more paint, then sat in her room for a bit to think. Hence where she is
now::
Hobbie Klivian: -=continues=- Siee grew up when we
weren't looking, Wes -=says quietly, still rubbing at his neck=-
Wes Janson: Wes looked back and forth between Siee and
Hobbie. "When did this happen?" he growled.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie climbed out of the pool and
backed up some, his clothes soaking.
Siee Janson: "Uh..." Siee twisted her hands around. Her
head was still hurting. She looked at Hobbie for help.
Hobbie Klivian: "We're not entirely sure... it just....
did." -=holds his hands to either side helplessly=-
Fenig Durak: Alright, Fen. It's now or never.
:;she stood with a new level of confidence and determination that she
had borrowed from thin air, using this newfound strength to stride from
her quarters and head toward where she thought Wes would be at this time: the gym::
Wes Janson: Wes took a few deep breaths, then heaved himself
up out of the pool. He supported his hurt hand in the cradle of his opposite
arm. "How could you?" he looked right at Hobbie.
Hobbie Klivian: "She's not a little kid anymore, Wes.
Look at her, she's all grown up..." he sighed. "I don't know.... I..."
he looked down. "It just... happened."
Wes Janson: "SHE'S HALF YOUR AGE!" he shouted.
Siee Janson: Siee jumped
inbetween them. "We know that, Wes. I think you're overracting."
Fenig Durak: ::Somehow Fenig had gotten lucky
during her room assignment and had been given quarters that were pretty
centrally located to everything she frequented. So it took little time
for her to near the physical fitness wing of the base.:
Fenig Durak: What was that? ::she murmured to
herself at the sound of yelling echoing out of the pool area::
Hobbie Klivian: "Not quite half," he mumbled. "Just
a decade give or take...."
Wes Janson: Wes crossed his arms, wincing at the pain
his hand gave him. "Is it just me, or do you have something with dating
minors?"
Fenig Durak: ::Slowing her progress, she edged
to the door to peek through the open doorway to see.... Wes, Hobbie, and
Siee. And Wes neither looked nor sounded happy. Uh oh... maybe she shouldn't
talk to him tonight...:;
Hobbie Klivian: "What the Sith is THAT supposed to
mean?!"
Siee Janson: "i'm NOT a minor!"
Wes Janson: "You just were!
Siee Janson: "not anymore." Siee stepped away from her
brother and beside Hobbie. "I'm grown up now Wes. i can choose who I
want when I want. You'll never let me grow up, and I'm tired of it."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie stepped forward slightly, and
rested a hand around Siee's waist.
Wes Janson: Wes growled. "She's still my BABY sister."
Fenig Durak: ::Fenig winced at the sound of Wes'
voice::
Siee Janson: "I'll always be your baby sister... but I'm
not a BABY."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie dropped his hand and stepped
forward. "She's not a baby anymore, Wes. She's a grown woman, a beautiful,
intelligent, strong and fully grown woman."
Hobbie Klivian: He spread his hands to either side,
"It could be worse.... I could be Kyp Durron."
Siee Janson: Siee glares at Hobbie, growling the same growl
Wes has been using.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie blinked in confusion.
Siee Janson: "Never mention that name," she stated simply.
Hobbie Klivian: He nodded, "As you wish."
Wes Janson: Wes grinded his teeth. He didn't like this...
not one bit. He was angry, hurt and most of all betrayed by both his baby
sister and his best friend.
Hobbie Klivian: "Wes... would it make you feel better
if I asked your permission?" Hobbie cocked an eyebrow insolently.
Fenig Durak: ::She groaned inwardly and rolled
her eyes:: Good Hobbs,
piss him off
Wes Janson: "Not like I have a say in this..." Wes shook
his head and looked at his sister. "I'd have hoped you'd find someone
better."
Fenig Durak: Even better Wes, insult your best
friend
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie ground his teeth, but said nothing.
His eyes spoke of lasers locking and firing.
Siee Janson: "Like who? You want me to strive for a head
of state? How about i wait for a solo kid to grow up and date one of them?
Want me to be a princess? Hell Wes, I'll just go to Hapes and find Isolder
and become his bitch. Would that please you?"
Her anger started to radiate off her, and there was an electric taste in
the air.
Fenig Durak: Well, this certainly turned into a
nice insult exchange
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie put a hand on her shoulder,
"Come on, Siee... Dont' rise to the bait."
Siee Janson: Siee whipped her head to Hobbie. "You don't
tell me what to do. Nobody has to tell me what to do."
Hobbie Klivian: He pulled his hands up, "I'm not trying
to tell you what to do, Sweeting... I'm just trying to keep us all alive."
Wes Janson: Wes noticed that there was something wrong
with his sister now. She was way more distressed then he had ever seen
her before. "Siee... "
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie looked at her with deep concern
in his eyes
Siee Janson: "Can it, both of you. You don't think he's
good enough -=points to wes=- and neither do you -=looks at Hobbie=- so
just bugger off and leave me be!"
Hobbie Klivian: "Siee..." pain was in his voice, but
he backed away as she requested. "Please, dont do this."
Wes Janson: "Siee... I'm sorry..." Wes muttered.
Siee Janson: "LEAVE ME ALONE!" she screamed. one hand
went to hold her head while the other shot forward. Suddenly, lightning
burst uncontrolled from her fingers at them.
Fenig Durak: ::she flattened herself against the
wall, her fingers splayed out on the duracrete block wall:: -s- Whoa...
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie fell back, mildly stunned -
but unhurt. More, he was shocked about what had just happened.
Wes Janson: Wes was thrown back against the wall, and
slid against it. he stared at his sister in shock.
Hobbie Klivian: He moved forward to her again, "Siee?"
He looked almost stricken. "Siee, Sweeting...."
Siee Janson: Siee lowered her hand, fear in her eyes.
"Oh sith..." her eyes clear from the anger she had held a moment ago, she
looked from the boys to her hands and backed away from them. "I'm sorry..."
Fenig Durak: Shit...what do I do? What do I do?
FRELL! What's Kyp's com frequency?!
Wes Janson: Wes slowly stood up, holding his hand out
to his baby sister. "Siee, it's ok... "
Kyp Durron: -=Elsewhere on Coruscant, Kyp awoke
with a start, wide eyed and almost frightened. He felt something strong...
something very wrong=-
Fenig Durak: ::heading back out of the pool area,
she fumbled through her pockets for her com. Maybe she could call info
or...HAN! That's it! In the saftey of the hallway, she dialed Han's
frequency, waiting impatiently:;
Han Solo: C> -=tired just waking up sound=-
Solo...
Fenig Durak: -w- Han, it's Fen. I need Kyp or
Luke, like NOW!
Han Solo: C> Luke's off planet -=sounds confused=-
What's going on?
Fenig Durak: ::Thank the gods for small miracles
and pirates with nice ships::
Fenig Durak: -w- I've got something of a Force
emergency down here and well.. long story short, Siee needs a Jedi to talk
to
Han Solo: C> Uh, yeah.... Where are you?
Siee Janson: "it's not ok... nothing's ok. I'm a freak
and now you know why." With that she took off running out of the pool,
still in her bikini.
Fenig Durak: ::hearing footsteps, she pressed herself
against the wall:: -w- Rogues Headquarters.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie ran after her.
Wes Janson: "Siee wait!" Wes bolted after her as well.
Han Solo: C> I'm sending him down... he knows
the way. Solo out.
Fenig Durak: ::Passed by Siee, Hobbie, and then
Wes, Fenig sighed and put the comm in her pocket. The last thing they
needed was another person in the way. Though she followed anyway to make
sure the guys would be ok::
Han Solo: Han went to where
Kyp was supposedly sleeping on the couch, but he wasn't asleep, he was
wide awake and looked very worried and pensive. "Kid, you gotta go down
to the Rogue HQ, Feni says there's some kind of Force thing going on with
Siee Janson"
Kyp Durron: Kyp nodded, jumped up, grabbed his
lightsabre, and dashed out the quarters... he'd be there very shortly, having put a burst of Force in his
running speed. He grabbed the family speeder and went REALLY fast...
we're talking Anakin
Skywalker in Epi 2 here.
Siee Janson: Siee looked around. She was running in the
middle of the Coruscant diplomatic walkways... still in her bikini and
barefoot. Tears stained her face while she was wet still from the pool.
She heard the footsteps of Hobbie and her brother behind her and ducked behind a corner,
hoping they would run past and leave her alone.
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie stopped suddenly, having lost
sight of Siee - but he just *knew* she was here closeby.
Siee Janson: Siee saw Hobbie and pulled her self closer
to the wall, slowing her breathing so he wouldn't be able to find her.
Kyp Durron: -=Suddenly sets the speeder down and
jumps to the level beneath the one he set it down on. He uses the Force
to slow it some and landed beside Hobbie.
Wes Janson: Wes skidded up beside Hobbie. "Where is she?"
he asked, out of breath. The side of his shirt was bloody from his hand.
Hobbie Klivian: "I'm not sure... she's here. I know
she didn't just disappear." Hobbie
blinked at the sight of Kyp Durron
Wes Janson: Wes looked at Kyp. "And where did he come
from?" he asked Hobbie.
Hobbie Klivian: "I don't know..."
Kyp Durron: Kyp ignored both of them and stood
stock still, his eyes closed and a look of intense concentration on his
face.
Fenig Durak: ::Soon after, Fenig came to a noisy
halt next to her two friends:: I called him ::breathing heavy, sh tried
to smile at Kyp, though it was far from genuine.::
Siee Janson: "go away, please just go away" she mouthed
to herself, hugging her body tightly.
Kyp Durron: He heard her. Kyp didn't move, though,
and spoke to her through his mind. ~*Let me help you, you need someone
who knows what's going on. I understand.*~
Wes Janson: "Siee doesn't like you, Durron. She's my
sister, I'll deal with her."
Kyp Durron: He ignored Wes.
Fenig Durak: Wes, just let him try. Maybe he can
help her with this? ::she pleaded with him a moment before her attention
drifted to hishand:: Oh, Wes! Your hand!
Fenig Durak: ::Captain of hte obvious, ladies and
gents, right here!::
Wes Janson: Wes saw Feni and blinked. *Where had she
come from?* "I'll live."
Siee Janson: ~I don't need help. Get the sith out of my
head and just leave me alone before I hurt someone.~
Fenig Durak: At least let me stop the bleeding?
::Her voice, though sympathetic, was packed full of firmness:;
Kyp Durron: Dressed in sleep-pants and a tank top,
barefoot with his lightsabre gripped in his hand, he concentrated. ~*You
won't hurt anyone, Siee. But you're upset, confused... I know - I felt
it.... what just happened woke me up.*~ He tried to project a complete calm and
peace to her.
Wes Janson: "Not now... I need to find my sister." The
despiration in Wes' voice was painfully obvious. He was scared, probably
for the first time in his life more than anything.
Kyp Durron: Wind howled through the city, bringing
a deep chill to all there. Kyp shivered slightly as the cold bit his arms
and ruffled his hair. The smattering of white at his temples
seemed to stand out, making him seem much much older than his eighteen years.
Fenig Durak: ::She hesitated, but nodded, vowing
to keep an eye on that hand until she could at least get a bandage on it::
Siee Janson: Siee shivered. Inside her mind, it was dark
with lightning surrounding her mental image of herself. She was afraid.
~Sorry to ruin your sleep... you didn't have to come. I'm fine.~ she
lied.
Kyp Durron: He felt Wes' fear for his sister,
and 'spoke' again to Siee. ~*Your brother's worried. they're all worried,
scared for you. *you* are scared. You don't need to be. Please, trust
me.*~
Hobbie Klivian: "Siee!" Hobbie started calling, "Sweeting,
where are you?! Siee!!!"
Hobbie Klivian: Panic crept into Hobbie's voice, driven
by thoughts of her being assaulted... or slipping off a walkway, or.....
"SIEE!!!" He shivered as the wind bit at his
soaked clothing.
Wes Janson: Wes started to feel lightheaded, but he shook
it off. "Siee please, come back. We're sorry!"
Siee Janson: Siee inched away, using the shadows to hide
her.
Kyp Durron: "Damn." Kyp opened his eyes and strode
away.
Fenig Durak: ::Years of mistrust of Jedi bled away
as Fenig watched where Kyp went, hoping that he would fnd her first, find
her well and find her fast:;
Fenig Durak: ::She glanced back from Kyp to Wes
and Hobbie, looking at Wes' hand, trying to estimate exactly how much blood
he'd lost, and struggling to keep as level a head as she could::
Wes Janson: "You know where she is," Wes snarled. He
went to grab Kyp. "Where is my sister!"
Fenig Durak: Wes! ::SHe reached after him, but
held back. Not good at all...::
Kyp Durron: Kyp nimbly evaded his grasp, and Force
pushed Wes away from him. "Not now," he seemed to growl.
Kyp Durron: He turned and kept walking.
Wes Janson: "This is my sister we're talking about. Don't
push me away like some Raltirrian trash."
Hobbie Klivian: Hobbie rounded on Wes, his fear for
Siee clouding his mind. "This is YOUR fault! If you hadn't lost your head back there, things would
be fine, and Siee would be safe!" Hobbie's hands clenched into fists.
Siee Janson: Siee kept walking back, then found that the
alley opened back up into another street. She took off runing again,
ignoring the people who looked her way.
Kyp Durron: Thankful for the distraction, Kyp ran,
and disappeared down an alleyway.
Fenig Durak: ::Not quite between them, but near
enough that Hobbie was on one side of her, Wes on the other, she held out
her hands in hopes of staving off a fight::
Wes Janson: "My fault?! If you hadn't taken advantage
of her, she wouldn't have gotten this angry!"
Fenig Durak: Guys? Guys, this is not the time
for this.
Hobbie Klivian: "ADVANTAGE?! I wouldn't take advantage
of anyone, and you know it! She kissed me first, Wes. Never forget that. For some strange
Force-unknown reason, she picked ME to kiss. And that just kills you,
your best friend and your sister
being together kills you."
Wes Janson: "And it's not like you did anything to stop
it? And what about telling me? huh? you going to wait till you got her
pregnant or something before you say 'Hey wes, guess what, I'm screwing
your baby sister!'?"
Fenig Durak: WES! HOBBIE! ::She shouted out
into the night, taking a step forward instinctively. She had to think of
something that would distract Wes from Hobbie:: I'm pregnant. ::Ooops..something OTHER
than that, Fen::
Hobbie Klivian: "I DID try to- " He stopped suddenly
and looked at Feni in shock.
Fenig Durak: ::Her jaw muscles clenched and unclenched
as the color drained from her face. Good job, Fen::
Wes Janson: Wes blinked. His eyes slowly left Hobbie
to look at Feni. "What the hell are you talking about?!"
Fenig Durak: ::She blinked slowly and turned to
look straight at Wes:: I'm trying to get you two to stop fighting so
we can help find Siee and get her the help she needs. You two in a brawl
is not it.
Wes Janson: "And you think scaring the sith out of me,
making me think you're having a kid is helping any?"
Hobbie Klivian: Through it all, Hobbie's really a good
guy to have as a friend. He patted Feni's and Wes' Shoulder. "Congratulations."
Hobbie could tell she's telling the
truth. She had that.... look on her face that says she's NOT joking.
Siee Janson: he whipped his hand around, pushing Hobbie's
hand away.
Fenig Durak: IT got you two to stop screaming at
one another, didn't it? ::She didn't say a single word about it being the
truth::
Wes Janson: "Maybe." Wes turned to Hobbie and punched
him straight across the jaw.
Hobbie Klivian: -=Hobbie's jaw broke as he reeled
back and fell unconscious to the ground, his head smacking the ferrocrete
with a sickening thud=-
Fenig Durak: WES! ::straight and utter shock knocked
her back a step as Wes took a powerful swing at his best friend. She glared
at him, confusion and anger darkening her face before she dropped to Hobbie's
side to see about preventing any permanant
and irreparable damage to Hobbie's jaw::
Wes Janson: "now we're done yelling." With that,
he craddled his hand and started to walk away. He'd find Siee later when
she cooled down.
Fenig Durak: At least help me get him to the med
bay!
Wes Janson: Wes ignored her and continued walking on...
halfway down the street, though, he pulled out his comlink. "Medical
assistance to diplomatic quarters, walkway D. Pilot down with possible
head injuries. Send med team ASAP."
Fenig Durak: ::She, unknowing of his comm call,
scrambled to her feet and sprinted after Wes:: Wes?! You're just going
to leave him there?
Wes Janson: "I called the medics. They'll be here shortly."
he shrugged.
Fenig Durak: Listen, you may be angry with him,
but he's still your friend. ::And your CO, but that stayed in her head::
Wes Janson: wes stopped. "Well, he should have thought
about that before he screwed with my sister." He walked away, ignoring
Feni now.
Fenig Durak: Damnit Wes! What am I supposed to....?
::she shook her head and spun on her heel, returning to Hobbie until the
med team arrived or Kyp and Siee came back. Whichever happened first.
Then she was going to get some target practice in::
Thug: ::He chuckled to his unbathed self
as his rusted vibroblade was slipped free of the holster. A skinny, sexy
chick in a bikini. While she may not have any creds on her, she could
maybe provide a good time... lurking in the shadows his dark, blood shot eyes watched
her for a moment longer before a slimy tongue ran over his split lip.::
Thug: ::Stepping free of the shadows, he
gripped the hilt in fairly skilled fingers, not quite holding it out at
her, but just in enough view to be threatening:: Hey there, lovely. Gimme
whatcha got or I'm a ruin that pretty hide a yers
Thug: ::While saying 'gimme whatcha got',
his free hand made an insinuating gesture at his crotch::
Siee Janson: Siee spun. She suddenly realized what she
looked like and hugged her body. "I don't have anything." Her scars
ran along her body in bright white lines.
Thug: ::He licked his lips again and slurped,
eyeing her hungrilly:: Yes ya do, girlie. ::Scars didn't matter to a
man who was hungry for a different kind of snack::
Thug: Now lemme see whatcha got or I'ma
gonna take it fer m'self. ::the vibroblade came more into view, the rust
dulling any glint in the dim lighting::
Siee Janson: The intel training kicked in and she forgot
what she looked like. Instead, she got into a defensive posture. "Don't
make me hurt you, buddy."
Thug: ::He snorted a laugh through his stim
spice ruined nostrils and stepped closer:: Don' make me repeat m'self.
Fenig Durak: ::Meanwhile, the med teams arrive
and take Hobbie back to HQ while Fenig runs ahead, very PO'ed and in the
mood to shoot some holograms for a few hours::
Siee Janson: "I'm warning you..." Siee grounded her center,
preparing for a fight.
Thug: ::DArting forward with a bit of speed
that a man ofhis size, and his drug induced haze shouldn't have, his free
arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her near. Lightly drooling, he
made to lean close and lick her cheek::
Kyp Durron: Kyp appeared just then and used the
Force to pull the thug off from Siee. "You don't want to do that," he
growled.
Thug: ::Red rimmed eyes glared at this new
man from his position near the alley's wall where he'd been pushed/pulled/whatever::
Disappear, buddy. This ain't yer concern
Kyp Durron: "Oh, I'm afraid what happens to this
young lady is very much my concern," his voice was very dark, very dangerous.
"I don't think you know who I am, if you did... you'd be running."
Kyp Durron: He hated using his past this way....
but if it would help Siee, help gain her trust....
Siee Janson: Siee kept up her defensive posture but was
annoyed now. "Yeah, he ain't gonna leave no matter how nicely you ask,"
she spat in Kyp's direction.
Thug: ::His eyes narrowed as he studied
this kid's face. When he finally focused enough through the haze on his
face, he whistled low:: Well, shavit... they'll be sure t'drop them murder
charges if I bring in th' body o' Kyp Durron.
Siee Janson: "Oh, like his body's worth anything more than
a thimble of tattooine sand," she muttered.
Kyp Durron: "It won't happen," he narrowed his
eyes, looking feral as his hair whipped about in the wind. "You don't
want to do this..." *Don't make me do this...*
Thug: ::a predatory grin twisted his pock
marked face as he reshifted his grip on the vibroblade. Blowing a demeaning
kiss to the girl, he hissed:: Watch me gut yer boyfriend 'fore I come
an claim m'prize. ::And with that, he lunged at Kyp, aiming to sink the blade into Kyp's chest::
Kyp Durron: Kyp darted out of the way, with skill
borne of half his life on Kessel, and brought a hand down on his wrist
as he spun away and ignighted his purpley-red lightsabre, bathing the alleyway
in the blood colour.
Thug: ::The wrist shot knocked the vibroblade
from his hand to clatter to the greasy alleyway ground. He spun, balling
loose fists. What other drugs is this crazy man on, thinking that he
can take on a lightsaber bare handed?! He lunged at Kyp again, angling his right shoulder down
for a gut shot::
Kyp Durron: Kyp lifted a hand and concentrated
a moment, pushing the man away. "Stop it!" he cried. *Don't make me kill
you...*
Thug: ::HE spun against the wall, thudding
to a rattling halt next to Siee. The predatory smirk touched his face
again as he stole a quick pinch of her bum before rushing at Kyp again,
jumping clumsily into the air to bring dual fists down atop his head::
Siee Janson: "That's it!" she shouted, and suddenly she
ran forward, kicking out with her foot at the base of his neck.
Siee Janson: Her kick went wide, her aim thrown off by
the red anger in her eyes.
Thug: ::The missed kick left his attack
on Kyp in progress::
Kyp Durron: "Siee, No!" Kyp shouted at her as he
darted out of the thug's way again, the blow glancing painfully off his
shoulder as he spun away.
Thug: ::He clattered to the ground, colliding
hard with the ditry duracrete. His chin slammed the hardest against the
ground, knocking his head back and rattling his teeth. Now that's gonna
give him a migraine.::
Fenig Durak: ::Struggling to his feet, he wobbled
as he turend around, seeing two Kyps and two Siees:: Uh..... ::drugs,
exertion, and now the burgeouning headache made for unsteady feet as he
stumbled, without hit, back against the wall to sink to the ground and fall into a tumultuous unconsciousness::
Siee Janson: Siee went over and kicked the unconcious thug.
"He's not my boyfriend," she muttered.
Kyp Durron: Kyp flicked off his lightsabre, and
kept it gripped in one hand while Pulling Siee away with the other. "Don't
do that."
Siee Janson: She pulled herself free from his grip. "I
didn't need your help, jedi boy."
Kyp Durron: "Like Kessel you don't," he grimaced
at the use of the term. "Come on."
Siee Janson: "I'm not going anywhere with you."
Kyp Durron: "I'm sorry I don't have a jacket for
you, but I'm still walking you back to base. It's not safe out here,
you know."
Siee Janson: Siee suddenly remembered what she was wearing
and shivered. :"I don't need an escort. I can call a cab."
Kyp Durron: He sighed. "You're really suceptible
to the Dark side right now.... Let me at least come with you." He sighed,
"Gods, I wish Luke was here... he's better at this sort of thing," he
looked away.
Fenig Durak: ::Shoot shoot shoot. One target,
two target, three target, four. Fen'll keep shooting 'till the holos are
no more::
Fenig Durak: ::Good thing she locked the door behind
her cuz the holo targets that are firing sting bolts back at her look like
Wes right now::
Siee Janson: "I'm not some kind of sith, you know," she
muttered.
Kyp Durron: "Neither was I," he looked back at
her seriously. "But that didn't stop things. Siee, I don't want you to
go through that... ANYBODY to go through that." Deep sorrow and regret showed through in his voice
as he spoke.
Siee Janson: "Trying to get some sympathy from me, Jedi
Boy? You're all perfect and stuff, what do you know about the dark side?"
Kyp Durron: He frowned, and decided to be totally
honest. "I know way too much about the dark side. Enough to have put
Master Skywalker into a near death coma and
go on a killing spree in the SunCrusher, destroying whole solar systems
and even killing my brother, Zeth. I know about the dark side, because
I WAS the
Dark Side." Pain filled his words. Great, now she was NEVER going to trust
him.
Siee Janson: Siee blinked, stopping in her tracks. "I'm...
I'm sorry."
Kyp Durron: "Yeah... me too. Come on," he turned
his back, but did not move.
Fenig Durak: ::A bit sweaty, substantially calmed
down, and looking to apologize, Fenig tentatively made her way to Wes'
door.:: Please dont'
be there. Please don't be there...
Wes Janson: He's not there.
Siee Janson: She reached a hand out carefully and touched
his shoulder.
Kyp Durron: He stiffened.
Fenig Durak: ::Breathing a sigh of relief, she
started for her own quarters before pausing. She hated to push the issue,
but maybe talking would help? Pfff... Oh well, about facing, she'd try
Downtime, and then...who knows?::
Siee Janson: "Next tiem you go to rescue damsels in distress,
you might want to wear that jedi robe. It's a bit more impressive." She
smiled, trying to cheer him up... them both up.
Kyp Durron: He turned and looked at her. "I'll
remember that next time I get a frantic call," he tried on a very very
small smile.
Fenig Durak: ::Wasn't frantic. Was scared:;
Fenig Durak: ::Alright, he's not in downtime.
He's not in the pool. He's not in the weight room. Not in the med bay.
Not in the flight hanger. He was pretty much unfindable. So...the result?
Feni goes to sit at her desk for a bit, idlly tinkering with something or other::
Siee Janson: She smiled back. "Come on, jedi boy. Take
me home. I need to get into something a tad warmer."
Kyp Durron: He nodded and off they went.
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