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.]
solo_sword: (bored)
In the month since going home, Jaina had easily picked up where she'd left off, going out on missions, creating some unnecessary trouble once or twice (okay, definitely twice) and landing herself right back in the infirmary.

She'd tried valiantly to at least be allowed to go back to her own room, because "It's just a concussion" and "I get them all the time!" but that didn't actually help her case any, and Cilghal had finally figured out that if she just looked at Jaina a certain way she'd shut up for a while. And then she left before she had to deal with any more protests.

So fine, this was where Jaina was going to be stuck at least overnight. When she got bored within about two minutes, she just pulled out her phone and sent a text: Still alive. How are you?


[Open! If you think you got it, you totally did.]
solo_sword: (numb)
Jaina had spent a lot of time in the bacta tank once she'd gotten back, and had finally been moved to a room where she could actually talk to her visitors. )

[AND WE'RE DONE WITH THE CATCHUP. OMG. NFB, NFI, OOC more than okay. Dialogue and a couple lines taken from Invincible by Troy Denning and anything after this is aaaaaall original. OMG DONE. OMG.]
solo_sword: (lotf)
Jaina's second- and final- attempt to stop Jacen started out badly and didn't stop there. )


[Warning for lots of violence and character death. NFI, NFB, OOC so okay you can't even believe it because ASIFHASFHADEHSWFHWGVBCVWER I NEED HUGS. Dialogue and a few bits taken from Invincible by Troy Denning.]
solo_sword: (straight on)
When she had some time, Jaina took a medkit into the fresher to tend to today's cuts and bruises, leaving the door open so she could hear her comlink if it went off. There wasn't anything too bad, nothing that wouldn't heal in a few days, but the scrapes still needed to be treated.

When the dire-cat had attacked, it was Jaina who was able to calm it down and call it off. Which surprised her. She'd done something like that once before, when she'd first gotten to Fandom and the dinosaurs attacked, but she'd chalked that up to them just being really stupid animals. It wasn't even that it had been hard, it just meant calming herself enough to do it, which she usually wasn't very good at. Controlling them had always been Jacen's thing, with his connection to animals, and Jaina had been fine to let that be his thing. She was starting to wonder why she limited herself like that.

She wasn't the type to go looking to collect new powers or anything. The only time she'd ever really done that had been when she'd been falling to the dark side and apprenticed herself to Kyp, and it'd take a damn good reason for her to use those now. But she and Jacen were twins. If he was getting downright scary with what he could do, she had the potential at least to learn that much. If she was worrying about how things were going to go and train as hard as she did just in case, there was no reason to not see what else she could do with her powers, too. So, she knew she could do this, and now she'd find a way to practice it and get better, and that'd be one more thing she knew how to do.

And maybe next time they ran into any planet's native predators she'd be able to do something about it before she ended up needing to disinfect the scrapes down her arm. Jedi or not, that stuff stung.


[*plays with stuff, whee!* Open for calls or emails or whatever.]
solo_sword: (Default)
When she had some time, Jaina took a medkit into the fresher to tend to today's cuts and bruises, leaving the door open so she could hear her comlink if it went off. There wasn't anything too bad, nothing that wouldn't heal in a few days, but the scrapes still needed to be treated.

When the dire-cat had attacked, it was Jaina who was able to calm it down and call it off. Which surprised her. She'd done something like that once before, when she'd first gotten to Fandom and the dinosaurs attacked, but she'd chalked that up to them just being really stupid animals. It wasn't even that it had been hard, it just meant calming herself enough to do it, which she usually wasn't very good at. Controlling them had always been Jacen's thing, with his connection to animals, and Jaina had been fine to let that be his thing. She was starting to wonder why she limited herself like that.

She wasn't the type to go looking to collect new powers or anything. The only time she'd ever really done that had been when she'd been falling to the dark side and apprenticed herself to Kyp, and it'd take a damn good reason for her to use those now. But she and Jacen were twins. If he was getting downright scary with what he could do, she had the potential at least to learn that much. If she was worrying about how things were going to go and train as hard as she did just in case, there was no reason to not see what else she could do with her powers, too. So, she knew she could do this, and now she'd find a way to practice it and get better, and that'd be one more thing she knew how to do.

And maybe next time they ran into any planet's native predators she'd be able to do something about it before she ended up needing to disinfect the scrapes down her arm. Jedi or not, that stuff stung.


[*plays with stuff, whee!* Open for calls or emails or whatever.]
solo_sword: (this should be good)
Jaina still wasn't feeling up to a lot when she finally got back to Fandom. She'd told everyone back home that she was feeling fine, which really meant that she could get around without constantly wincing, but things like just getting out of her StealthX hurt. Luckily she didn't have far to go from the junkyard to her apartment. Her boots were toed off at the door and her bag was tossed unceremoniously onto the counter, somewhere high that wouldn't require her to bend when she decided she was up for unpacking, and then retreated to the sofa. She'd spent far too much time in bed lately, and she was dismayed to find that the only position she could really be comfortable in now was one where she was nearly laying down. Whatever, at least here there was TV and something that would distract her away from the thoughts she didn't want in her head.

It wasn't easy, finding out that a family member you'd come to know and like in three years could be a child-killing wife-strangler, and she'd been stunned enough that she'd made a point of seeking Luke out despite any weirdness between them just to give him a hug. He'd warned her against coming back right after finding out something like this, but she'd been stubborn and insisted knowing this didn't change anything, and then on the flight back here she realized it did. She just kept thinking about it, wondering what exactly had happened to lead up to those events, feeling badly for Luke and Leia, wishing she'd been around more and been less of a defiant bitch so that she could be there for them when they found out... Worse, she knew she'd have to sit and wait on all these thoughts until she had a chance to talk to her grandfather, and she really wasn't looking forward to that.

Remembering that she'd told John she'd let him know when she got back, she decided to keep it simple with a text, and pulled the remote to her hand to find something to put on for background noise. She figured that wouldn't last long before she decided to get to her bed and just try a healing trance so she could shut off her brain.


[Open if you would like it to be.]
solo_sword: (this should be good)
Jaina still wasn't feeling up to a lot when she finally got back to Fandom. She'd told everyone back home that she was feeling fine, which really meant that she could get around without constantly wincing, but things like just getting out of her StealthX hurt. Luckily she didn't have far to go from the junkyard to her apartment. Her boots were toed off at the door and her bag was tossed unceremoniously onto the counter, somewhere high that wouldn't require her to bend when she decided she was up for unpacking, and then retreated to the sofa. She'd spent far too much time in bed lately, and she was dismayed to find that the only position she could really be comfortable in now was one where she was nearly laying down. Whatever, at least here there was TV and something that would distract her away from the thoughts she didn't want in her head.

It wasn't easy, finding out that a family member you'd come to know and like in three years could be a child-killing wife-strangler, and she'd been stunned enough that she'd made a point of seeking Luke out despite any weirdness between them just to give him a hug. He'd warned her against coming back right after finding out something like this, but she'd been stubborn and insisted knowing this didn't change anything, and then on the flight back here she realized it did. She just kept thinking about it, wondering what exactly had happened to lead up to those events, feeling badly for Luke and Leia, wishing she'd been around more and been less of a defiant bitch so that she could be there for them when they found out... Worse, she knew she'd have to sit and wait on all these thoughts until she had a chance to talk to her grandfather, and she really wasn't looking forward to that.

Remembering that she'd told John she'd let him know when she got back, she decided to keep it simple with a text, and pulled the remote to her hand to find something to put on for background noise. She figured that wouldn't last long before she decided to get to her bed and just try a healing trance so she could shut off her brain.


[Open if you would like it to be.]
solo_sword: (frown)
After a few days of attacking friends and killing monsters, it was all over, and Jaina was back in her room post-handwaved clinic visit. Don't think she was happy. Fighting a giant lizard had earned her a separated shoulder, complete with sling, and a lot of bruising and even more soreness. Don't think changing out of wet clothes hadn't been a challenge, either. She didn't think she'd ever cursed as much as she had while trying that, and that was saying something.

There was a quick trip to the common room, and now she was sitting on the bed in sleep pants and a tank top, icing her shoulder and frowning at the bruises like that would make them go away.


[Mostly going to be a linkdrop, but door and post are open.]
solo_sword: (frown)
After a few days of attacking friends and killing monsters, it was all over, and Jaina was back in her room post-handwaved clinic visit. Don't think she was happy. Fighting a giant lizard had earned her a separated shoulder, complete with sling, and a lot of bruising and even more soreness. Don't think changing out of wet clothes hadn't been a challenge, either. She didn't think she'd ever cursed as much as she had while trying that, and that was saying something.

There was a quick trip to the common room, and now she was sitting on the bed in sleep pants and a tank top, icing her shoulder and frowning at the bruises like that would make them go away.


[Mostly going to be a linkdrop, but door and post are open.]
solo_sword: (lip biting)
There was a system to how Jaina got back from trips home. First thing she did after getting in the door was to drop her bag and find the little clock on her desk that told her what day it was. For two weeks at home, she'd only missed two days here, which wouldn't be a bad thing if she wasn't counting down to graduation. Normally then she'd start unpacking, but today she was bucking tradition and checking her phone again. Still no message from John. She expected to be hearing from him any day now, but talking to Ronon had told her that maybe it'd take a little bit longer than the ETA she'd been given to begin with.

Leaving her bag where it was for now, Jaina instead went to lay down for a minute. She was healing up after her concussion and felt fine, but unpacking, meh.


[Omg my computer works and I can plaaaaay! Come visit! Door and post open.]
solo_sword: (lip biting)
There was a system to how Jaina got back from trips home. First thing she did after getting in the door was to drop her bag and find the little clock on her desk that told her what day it was. For two weeks at home, she'd only missed two days here, which wouldn't be a bad thing if she wasn't counting down to graduation. Normally then she'd start unpacking, but today she was bucking tradition and checking her phone again. Still no message from John. She expected to be hearing from him any day now, but talking to Ronon had told her that maybe it'd take a little bit longer than the ETA she'd been given to begin with.

Leaving her bag where it was for now, Jaina instead went to lay down for a minute. She was healing up after her concussion and felt fine, but unpacking, meh.


[Omg my computer works and I can plaaaaay! Come visit! Door and post open.]
solo_sword: (attentive)
So far, Jaina thought, Bakura was just not turning out well at all. )


[NFB, NFI, OOC okay. Dialogue from Force Heretic II: Refugee by Sean Williams and Shane Dix. I have nothing witty here.]

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