Room 209 at the Arms- Tuesday night

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Jaina got in later than expected, and by now she was thinking that even without the end of the multiverse, Portalocity just liked jacking her around. She appreciated it a lot less when she was in a not-great mood to begin with. At least yelling had made her feel a tiny bit better?

She checked in, unpacked since she'd be here a few days, then sent out a quick text to people to let them know she was in town and where she was, since she was big on shielding at the moment. And then she took a seat in the middle of her bed, hoping that maybe she could actually manage some meditation.

So far? Not going so well.


[It is kinda late so here, have a roompost. If you think you got the message, you did. Post open, door is knockable.]

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Meditation might not happen if a certain little brother, who'd gotten the text message and proceeded to run from the dorms to the hotel as fast as he could (and, en route, trying to think up some speeder-like contraption he could build to get around), had his way.

Anakin skidded to a halt in front of the door and knocked three times, rapidly.

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Jaina opened her eyes, and could pretty much figure it out from the knock alone even without Jedi powers. So with a little smile she got up, answered the door, and said, "Hi, you."

She could almost hug him just for being the brother that wasn't Jacen.

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"You've been gone too long," Anakin informed her. "I was hoping you'd be back for graduation."

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"I was only gone like a month your time," she pointed out, opening the door wider to let him in.

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"That is a long time," Anakin insisted as he stepped inside. "Besides, how long was it for you?"

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"Almost three months," she said, closing the door. "But it was a busy three months, so it didn't seem like that long."

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"See? It was a long time," Anakin said smugly, then did his best impression (it wasn't as good as Ben's) of Uncle Luke quoting Obi-Wan. "From a certain point of view. Specifically, yours."

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"Wow," she laughed. "You really just did that."

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"I've heard it often enough." Anakin grinned at her. "As you should know."

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"I do," she said, taking a seat on the bed. "So what have you been up to over here?"

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"Enjoying not having to wear those uniforms any more," Anakin said dryly. "And trying to figure out what to do with myself without classes. How busy have you been?"

Note how he assumed she was, because to assume otherwise would be ridiculous.

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"I had not heard about uniforms," she said, frowning. Her entire knowledge of the situation came from Eric, who... was probably not very reliable on reporting the school stuff. "Very busy, right up until a few days ago. Things have been messy."

To put it lightly. Very, very lightly.

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"There were uniforms," Anakin confirmed. "Horrible ones."

This, coming from someone accustomed to Jedi robes.

"And everyone pretending to be 'normal,' according to this world's definition, which is . . ." He made a face. "Really narrow."

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Eric knocked on her door. "It's me."

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Jaina got up to open the door for him, greeting him with a little smile. "Hi, me."

Yes, she thought she was funny.

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"You're lucky that vampires are notorious for our terrible senses of humor," he told her, smiling way, way down. "Welcome back."

He held out a large package. "It's not dirt."

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Ushering him in to close the door, she took a second to feel the package, in case that told her what it was before she opened it. "Should I be worried?"

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"Would I bring you something worrisome?"

Of course he would.

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"Yes," she said immediately, but had to open the package to see what it was.

And found a uniform.

So yes, he did bring her something worrisome, actually.

"If you're picking now to try out some kind of kink, you could have gone more fashionable."

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Eric scoffed at her. "Like I'd buy polyblend. This was what everyone at the school was stuck in for the week. Be glad I didn't get you some of the plaid pants."

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"Okay, I knew everyone was trying to act normal, but were they also being punished?"

Jaina Solo, secret fashion snob.

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"Apparently," Eric said. "I didn't have to wear one, but Tiny had to have sleeves. If you ask him, that crime should be covered under the Geneva conventions."

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Jaina went quiet for a moment, eyeing him.

"Now I'm trying to picture you in a similar uniform." Minus the skirt, of course.

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Eric shuddered theatrically. "No thanks."

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"Well, thank you," she grinned, going to put that down and pick up the couple boxes she had on the table. "I'm afraid I just have dirt. Couldn't manage to get a ship sent over."

Though stealing a ship to send to Earth would be an amazing way to leave the military.