Office hours- Saturday

[solo_sword]

Aside from the extremely strange experience of meeting herself and still wanting to give Anakin all the hugs from the other day, Jaina was finding this weekend kind of great. It almost felt weird, since she'd been in such a blah state for so long, but she'd take it.

Today meant leaving Jag to his own devices, wishing him and his brain luck in this town, and heading off to her office in case anyone was wondering why their kid was taking a class on combat. Of course, it did occur to her that any kid who was willingly taking a class on combat probably didn't have parents who'd question it too much.

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[the-raven-boy.livejournal.com]

Bran was beginning to wonder what Mercedes thought she was preparing for with some of these classes. Not that he disapproved of being able to protect oneself she just seemed to have a course load heavy in the subject and light on other things he would think more useful day to day. Strategy, the paper said for this one as he rounded the corner and paused to knock on the door. Jaina Solo was the teacher's name, he said it twice in his head before pocketing the paper and shoving his hands in his pockets as well. He rocked back and forth on his feet. It wasn't a bad school, Mercy seemed to be fitting in which was pleasing.

[solo_sword]

"Come on in," Jaina called, pushing her datapad out of the way.

[the-raven-boy.livejournal.com]

Bran stepped into the room and paused in case she preferred to confer with the door closed before moving forward to offer her a handshake. "Professor Solo?" He asked to be certain Mercy's instructions had been accurate. "I am Bran Cornick, Mercy's guest." He smiled at her with a lopsided grin he often used to disarm people.

[solo_sword]

She stood to shake his hand, and gestured at the chair in case he wanted to sit. "Right. Hi," she said. "I'm guessing you want to know how she's doing?"

[the-raven-boy.livejournal.com]

He shook her hand and then settled into the chair, absently leaning it back on two legs with... far too much dexterity for someone who looked so young. The chair settled on all fours and he leaned forward, putting his clasped hands on her desk. "I would like that very much." He agreed. "You instruct in strategy?"

[solo_sword]

Mercy was lucky Jaina was good at thinking on her feet.

"Mm hm. What's she told you about the class so far?"

[the-raven-boy.livejournal.com]

He smiled softly, "Our Mercy is a little tight lipped about these things. She seems to like the class."

One would hope the strategy instructor would be good at thinking on her feet. Bran studied her thoughtfully.

[solo_sword]

"Good," she said with a smile. "My background in strategy is mostly to do with the military, a lot of using your brain and your body to do what needs to get done. That's the sort of thing I hope my students pick up."

All totally true, even if that wasn't the class she actually taught.

[the-raven-boy.livejournal.com]

That was interesting. What was Mercedes doing in a class on military strategy? "Hand to hand fighting?" He asked after a moment. She'd been interested in martial arts and he could understand why considering who she'd grown up with. It takes a lot to measure up to wolves. "What kind of materials do you use?" He asked curiously. Military meant Sun Tsu likely among others.

She wasn't lying, but she wasn't telling the whole truth. Bran fixed her with a steady, expectant look.

[solo_sword]

Jaina nodded. "Some with weapons, to give them a broader perspective, but we've focused on hand to hand more than anything," she said. "As for materials, I prefer to use experience."

[the-raven-boy.livejournal.com]

This sounded more like a combat class than a strategy class to Bran. He raised one eyebrow. "And the strategy?"

[bantha-rawk.livejournal.com]

"You're so young!"

Sorry, Jaina.

[solo_sword]

"Thank you!" Jaina replied. "Can I help you?"

[bantha-rawk.livejournal.com]

"Sure hope so. You teaching Cade t' shoot straight?"

[solo_sword]

"And you would be Uncle Bantha," she realized. "He knew how to shoot pretty straight without my help."

[bantha-rawk.livejournal.com]

"Teaching him not to shoot everyone?" Bantha amended.

[solo_sword]

"He didn't need me for that, either. Though I have told the class that kind of stuff will get them detention and possibly me making them cry in class, so everyone tends to behave."

If he knew her at all, she wasn't going to not say something like that. Other people, she might censor herself.

[bantha-rawk.livejournal.com]

"Did you have to make anyone cry first, or did they take you at your word?" Bantha asked.

[solo_sword]

"I assume the second thing, since no one's cried in class yet," Jaina said.

[bantha-rawk.livejournal.com]

"Kind of disappointed to hear that, not gonna lie," Bantha replied.

[solo_sword]

"The semester's only a few weeks in," Jaina told him. "Mind me asking how you know me?"

She had to ask. Tiny her would ask, too.

[bantha-rawk.livejournal.com]

"Old family friend, lotta years ago," Bantha replied. "Back when I was much smaller than Cade."

[solo_sword]

"When I'm super old," she said with the tiniest lopsided smile.

[bantha-rawk.livejournal.com]

"Still a looker," Bantha said with a wink.

[solo_sword]

"My boyfriend's very lucky," she said, trying not to laugh.