Jaina Solo Fel (
solo_sword) wrote2008-08-03 05:53 am
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Room 527, Sunday morning
Jaina wouldn't have wanted to spend her last night in the dorms before moving to the privacy-free cabins in her own room anyway, but given that she was headed back home today, she had more prevalent reasons for spending the night in John's room. She couldn't let herself sleep in, though, and so she was up early, getting ready and double checking to make sure she had everything she needed save for her weapons, which she'd be stopping to get first.
She didn't really feel much of anything. On one hand, she didn't want to leave, but on the other they had to do this. Just like any other mission, just a little tweaked.
[For the bf!]
She didn't really feel much of anything. On one hand, she didn't want to leave, but on the other they had to do this. Just like any other mission, just a little tweaked.
[For the bf!]

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He could, however, try to push his unhappiness down and paint a fake smile on his face for her, which was what he was doing as he watched her check her things.
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It wasn't that she was sorry she had to go as often as she did, but she really hated that she put him through this so much.
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He figured those words encompassed everything he wanted to tell her: To be safe. To come back. That he loved her. Okay, maybe not everything.
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