Jaina Solo Fel (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
solo_sword) wrote2012-11-30 06:24 am
solo_sword) wrote2012-11-30 06:24 am
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Office hours, kind of- Friday
Apparently, Jaina had an office.
When you were sixteen, you didn't think much of things like having offices. Even if you were really focused on the future, you probably thought more of what job you would have rather than what kind of office you ended up in, which was especially true if you were a pilot who spent most of her job in a cockpit. So knowing she had one was even a little bit weirder than actually teaching. It was like she was a grownup here.
That thought was the one that kept Jaina from spinning in her chair even once, because she'd so have done it otherwise. Instead she was going through desk drawers and looking through things, because she was curious and had nothing better to do.
[Ooopen.]
When you were sixteen, you didn't think much of things like having offices. Even if you were really focused on the future, you probably thought more of what job you would have rather than what kind of office you ended up in, which was especially true if you were a pilot who spent most of her job in a cockpit. So knowing she had one was even a little bit weirder than actually teaching. It was like she was a grownup here.
That thought was the one that kept Jaina from spinning in her chair even once, because she'd so have done it otherwise. Instead she was going through desk drawers and looking through things, because she was curious and had nothing better to do.
[Ooopen.]