solo_sword | Jaina's room- The Arms Hotel- Sunday morning

Jaina saw in a chair in front of the window, gazing out pensively at nothing. She was getting married today, even if that was mostly a secret. It wasn't even that it was her first wedding. This might be the first one that ever ended in a marriage, though.

It had to! If she didn't marry Howard and end up in his will, how was she supposed to kill him and stop him from trying to crush the entire Skywalker empire while simultaneously taking hold of his fortune?

And yet...

No, she couldn't have second thoughts! She couldn't let the fact that Howard loved her derail her plan! She's blame a crisis of conscience but you needed a conscience to have a crisis of it. Even if Charles was back and didn't want her marrying someone less cute than him. Oh, she had so many thoughts!

She was interrupted from her reverie by a knock at the door. Jaina stood, pulled on the little matching robe over her red silk chemise, and went to answer it.

[I am heading to bed, but I had to post this. Obviously someone's at the door. It should be you. Yes, you. And I will answer when I wake up! Go ping.]

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"No one owns this town!" Talyn said, raising his voice because that made for a better scene and a better clip to send to the Emmy voters. He'd just be pissed later that he forgot to shake his fist.

"And I am not leaving," he said, taking one step closer to her. He made sure not to step over the threshold of her room so she couldn't try and say he'd trespassed. "I'm the law, I'm here to keep order and clean up this town's mess. That means you and your family. We don't want you here."

"Well, you don't get a choice," she said.

And if he wasn't going to step inside, then she'd take the opportunity to try and slam the door on him.

Talyn wasn't going to let her just do that. He was the police department and you didn't just disrespect the police department like this wench of a woman was trying to do.

Talyn waited until the last moment (as you do) and jammed his foot in the door to keep it open. "That isn't very nice! I could arrest you right now for -- "

Something. Whatever, no one cared about proper police procedure on these shows.

"I could arrest you!"

"You have nothing on me," she hissed through the partly open door. "Arrest me now and you'll have Skywalkers and Starks breathing down your neck. Do you like your career? Want to keep it?"

"My career is nothing if I don't stop your family!" Talyn said, trying to push his way inside the room to arrest her. "Office Talyn Sun-Crichton stands for law and order and your ways are going to stop. I'm going to clean this town up with or without you in it. I'd suggest without!"

Jaina, of course, would listen to reason. She was sooooo reasonable.

Reasonable Jaina took the opportunity to punch him right in the jaw. Not just slapping. Slapping led to making out and the director had really wanted to go in a different direction with this.

"Not on my wedding day," she badassed.

Talyn revealed backwards and away from her door. He hadn't expected that and he had to really milk the injury. A bruise bloomed quickly on his jaw and he stared at her, breathing hard, despite not really doing anything.

"You'll pay for that," he vowed, shaking his fist. "You and your whole family will pay!"

He'd need backup for this. So, with a final glare, he turned on his heel and disappeared down the hall, still holding his aching jaw.

Jaina's room- The Arms Hotel- Sunday morning

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