solo_sword | MCA #6- Tuesday early morning

The nice thing about beautiful warm weather was that it allowed you to do things like sleep with the windows open.

The bad thing about sudden freezing temperatures and snow was that it could wake you up from a dead sleep because you'd slept with your windows open.

Which was how Jaina woke up today. Well, that and the sound of wind that she initially thought she dreamed. After a sleepy moment of trying to convince herself that if she just maybe tucked her blankets around her like a cocoon she'd be warm again, she got up to close the window... and looked out to see a blizzard outside. Grumbling to herself and thoroughly annoyed that now she had to deal with an apartment that was much colder than it should be, she figured finding warmer clothes to sleep in might be a good idea. Except for how when she turned on the light, nothing happened. She tried flipping another switch to make sure it wasn't something like a burnt-out bulb, and no, the power was just out.

"Oh, kriff you too, Fandom," she muttered in annoyance, making her way to her closet in the dark. Luckily she was still really good at that. And now she was cold and awake too early and annoyed and wondering how far the power outage went in case it affected her training today. (You have your priorities, she has hers.)

[Mostly establishy, though can be open if anyone has a reason to be there.]

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Um. "That's an... interesting analogy," Jaina said, sitting in the chair and pulling a blanket around her.

"What do you check out first?" Shelley inquired. "Like your favorite body part or feature?"

She paused. "I've never thought about it," she said honestly. "I mean, I guess I like eyes. I don't think I really check guys out that much."

"Really? I don't think I could not check a guy out," she admitted. "It's like an inborn instinct, you know? Like how baby turtles crawl straight towards the ocean when they're born."

Yeah, someone feel asleep to the nature channel last night.

One half of Jaina's mouth turned up in a smile at that one. "I don't hook up and I hardly date. And most of the guys that even get a shot are ones I've known for a while first. Or I have to work with the cute ones, or something, so there's not a point."

"But you've got such great features," Shelley said, confused. "I would think you would be beating the guys away with a stick." Obviously, the men of Fandom were stupid.

"Thanks," she said, kind of flattered. She didn't usually get flattered. "I'm too busy for guys, anyway, and you throw in a few spectacularly failed relationships and I'll save myself the headache. You never get tired of dealing with all that?"

"It's not like I've had a real relationship since I got here," she pointed out. "Most of the guys I've met just haven't seemed very interested in taking past, you know, just having some fun."

She sighed. "And that was okay, I think, because I had Dimitri around, and even though we weren't together, he filled some kind of gap for me. And now he's gone."

"I get that," she admitted. "Like it's okay as long as you have some kind of meaningful relationship somewhere?"

"Right." She balled up a little tighter under her blanket. "But I've been making myself get out there more, trying to make friends - see if anyone might be serious dating material."

"Good luck there," she said, meaning it. "I'm trying to get out there, too, but it's mainly due to boredom."

"Maybe I need a new hobby or something," she mused. "I tried the whole knitting thing for a while, but that didn't go too well. I'm not so good with needles and counting."

"You have to count to knit?" Obviously Jaina had not tried that ever.

"Yeah, and both the scarves I tried to make kind of grow and shrink in awkward ways." She shook her head. "Do you have any fun hobbies? Maybe I can train with you!" She figured maybe Jaina was gearing up for a marathon or something.

"My training's a little intense," Jaina warned. "Stamina and strength training, gymnastics, lightsaber drills, and hand-to-hand if I can manage it. That's more a job than a hobby, though." She shrugged. "I work with mechanical stuff sometimes. Ships and electronics and stuff, but I don't get to do that much these days."

"Well, if you need a jogging partner, hit me up," she said, unsure about the rest of it. "What exactly are lightsaber drills?" She was picturing something along the line of rhythm gymnastics, with ribbons and props.

"A lightsaber's a big glowy sword," she told her. "I either work against remotes or run a Danger Shop simulation." Not exactly rhythm gymnastics, no.

"So you use this to fight the forces of darkness and evil?" Shelley asked, completely straight-faced. Living with Dimitri would have a lasting impact. "Like vampires?" Because they're really real.

"Sort of," she said, impressed she was so calm about that. "Except I deal more with criminals and Dark Jedi and warlords. Vampires turned out to be a little out of my skill set." Give it five years.

Shelley knew when she was getting in over head, so she retreated to more comfortable territory. "If you ever need a cute, evil-fighting outfit, or want to do a photo shoot with your light-up sword thing, just let me know," she offered with a smile and a nod.

It was impossible not to look amused at that. Impossible. "A photo shoot?"

"Yeah! You can get dressed up, we'll pick some good locations, find a photographer, and make some memories!" Shelley might seem a touch too excited about the idea. "I love a good photo shoot."

"I don't think I'm really the modeling with a lightsaber type..." And honestly, she was kind of amazed she hadn't gotten that offer back home.

"We could even do a calendar and raise money for some awesome cause like calming the volcanoes or cleaning up after pigeons," she continued on. "Maybe make it a whole Women of Fandom thing. I'm sure we can get enough interest to cover each month."

"...You're actually serious," she realized.

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