solo_sword: (even)
As far as life on Mandalore went, Jaina... didn't exactly hate it? It was different than she'd expected, but aside from having to deal with Fett's family drama, it wasn't so bad. )

So when she'd gotten done with training and work for the day, Jaina had retreated to her room, away from interruptions or people wanting to fight or five-year-olds who thought it was fine to casually hold a blaster on her. She wanted to run through the evidence again, occasionally writing notes on anything she thought might be helpful, and appreciating Ben's thoroughness even if she had no idea how he'd been able to put this all together.

[Originally this was from the book but I haaaate this book, so here, have something shorter. Which means this can be open for calls, texts or emails if you so wish.]
solo_sword: (this isn't going well)
Jaina wasn't going to the funeral, which she had mixed feelings about. She wanted to be there, for Luke and Ben and her parents, but the same little part of her that had tried to skip out on her own brother's funeral just wanted to get away. That wasn't why she was missing it, though. After killing Lumiya and learning afterwards that there was no way that she could have killed Mara, Luke gave the task force new orders to find Alema, because she had to have done it.

Alema had to be found, yes. She was a threat, a Dark Jedi, and crazy as all get out. But the trail didn't make sense, and while Jaina couldn't voice or even admit to herself what she feared... she knew deep down that Alema was no real match for Mara.

Between that and the thought that she had to buckle down and be (even more) serious about what they were headed into, she'd had a little Talk with Jag and Zekk when she told them what happened. She would like to say that she handled it like a mature adult, but in reality she'd snapped something like "I'm not sleeping with anyone and that's final." Then they'd sat down and decided as a slightly uncomfortable team what their game plan was, which meant leaving immediately.

She had a few hours on Coruscant now. She'd made time to find Ben already, before calling the one in Fandom. It wasn't long enough, but she'd really felt the need to reassure him that it'd be all right, and that he'd be all right, because she knew he would, and he knew she knew. And then she had just enough time to regroup and pack up for another trip that would take an undetermined amount of time and head on out.

She was starting to feel like a pro at that.


[Open, as this is the last chance to talk to her for a bit. Not that she knows this yet.]
solo_sword: (this should be good)
It had taken more convincing than Jaina would have liked, but when she got some time, she was able to take Ben on a little trip, like she'd told that other Ben she would. It was mainly for her to check in with him and make sure things were going all right and there weren't any red flags, but there'd been a very large red flag right from the start: she had no idea why she had to convince Jacen to let Ben go instead of his parents.

The trip itself had been... fine? Jaina got the distinct impression that Ben would rather not go at all, but he'd been okay. And if she was being honest with herself, she and Ben didn't seem to connect the same way that they used to. She hadn't worked out training him, but she'd always looked out for him and he'd always been really glad to see her, and now he just... wasn't. He just thought he had more important things to do, because he was twelve and that's how twelve-year-olds (especially ones paired to train with self-important jerks) started to think. Then Jaina had gotten him to help her out in tinkering with the ship they'd been traveling on and things had been just fine, because he was twelve and some things don't change.

She'd gone back to her quarters to check her messages, unpacking while she listened. And when she got to the one from her grandfather, she immediately began piling the things she'd just taken out of her bag back in.

[Mostly establishy but if you feel like pinging in, I am not gonna stop you.]
solo_sword: (curious)
Specifically, Jaina was going to see whether Mara was up for sparring. She'd beaten Lowie last time, which meant she was maybe possibly slightly planning on showing off a tiny bit before getting her ass kicked by a Master. With some free time on her hands, she headed down to her aunt and uncle's quarters, knocking on the door.


[For the visitor, and NFB for distance. Omg people I think this one will actually stay WS!!]
solo_sword: (curious)
Specifically, Jaina was going to see whether Mara was up for sparring. She'd beaten Lowie last time, which meant she was maybe possibly slightly planning on showing off a tiny bit before getting her ass kicked by a Master. With some free time on her hands, she headed down to her aunt and uncle's quarters, knocking on the door.


[For the visitor, and NFB for distance. Omg people I think this one will actually stay WS!!]
solo_sword: (ponytail)
There was a lot to do at the base, which was something Jaina was very used to. It did worry her, however, when Han dragged John off for some menial labor and what she suspected was probable interrogation. She was sure John could handle himself, though, and it did give her time to talk to Mara alone.

cut for coding whee! )

[NFB, NFI, yadda yadda. John modded with permission.]
solo_sword: (ponytail)
There was a lot to do at the base, which was something Jaina was very used to. It did worry her, however, when Han dragged John off for some menial labor and what she suspected was probable interrogation. She was sure John could handle himself, though, and it did give her time to talk to Mara alone.

cut for coding whee! )

[NFB, NFI, yadda yadda. John modded with permission.]

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