solo_sword: (humble moment)
The last time Jag had texted for Jaina, she'd been in the hospital after the worst day of her life.

This time, the setting was similar, but the reasons were very different.

Once everything had settled down and Jag had finally kicked everybody out to let the family spend some time alone, Jaina asked him to get a picture of the twins and send out a message to those who'd want to know. She'd have done it herself, but she'd done enough today, thank you.

So along with a picture of two little, wrinkly baby boys, they'd get the message, Meet Dax and Daniel. They and Jaina are doing well.

"You couldn't have spiced that up a little?" Jaina asked when she saw what he'd sent.

"And how would you have wanted me to do that?" Jag asked.

"Tell them that if they say my babies look like Yoda I'll end them as soon as I can feel my legs again."

"Ah. You should lead with that next time."


[If you think you got it, you did! Open for calls and texts.]
solo_sword: (irritation)
There still hadn't been any word from the Chiloon Rift, and it was driving Jaina insane. Bad enough that her parents were there, but Ben and Tahiri had been dispatched to check up on them, and then Luke had gone. So most of her family was out there, and she had no idea what was happening. She thought she'd been pretty good about handling it. And then today, she'd gone down for some training, which she thought would make her feel better, but the more she thought about it, the more frustrated she got.

It meant that when she got back to the apartment, the first words out of her mouth were, "I think we should go to the Rift."

Jag looked up from where he'd been working on a schematic of some sort. "After your parents?"

"After everyone," she nodded.

His expression didn't change. "No one who's one there has been heard from since, possibly dealing with an Abeloth.... something or other, and you want to go there."

She nodded again. "Yep."

"Frankly, I'm surprised it took you this long," Jag admitted. "You pack while I finish this."

She'd so married well.

[Establishy!]
solo_sword: (said better things)
Jaina had been home for not even a full two weeks and she was already being sent off on a mission. She'd come home to grab some things, and now poor Jag was stuck listening to her bitch.

Though really, he'd known what he was getting into here when he married her. )
solo_sword: (hearing you out)
There were better ways to come out of a bacta tank than with dreams/Force visions, but there were probably worse ways too. Probably. )


[Welcome to the part of the series where the entire fandom looked at this, then looked at Legacy, and went "...but wait." NFB, NFI, I don't hate OOC. Dialogue and a couple bits from Apocalypse by Troy Denning.]

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