solo_sword | MCA #6- Wednesday afternoon

Technically, Jaina had really not lived with her parents since she was fourteen. She'd been on her own financially since she was sixteen. And yet she'd spent all that time since living in dorms or at the Academy or aboard ships or in refugee camps. The closest she'd come to real apartment living was whenever she'd visit John and stay with him long term, and even then, it wasn't hers. Yet another reason she thought this move was probably a good idea: if she ended up going home alone whenever she was done in Fandom, she'd just end up living wherever the Jedi were based then, with all the basic necessities taken care of for her again. This was a little bit of independence she might never get otherwise.

Of course, it led to some interesting times, like having to spend her morning at the Isle of IKEA trying to figure out exactly what she needed, and then having to get it all over here and into the apartment. Telekinesis helped, seriously, as did the fact that she still felt she didn't need a lot of stuff. Anything she was buying, she found necessary. At the moment, she was trying to get things set up before she moved the last of her stuff over from the dorms, probably making a little bit of noise as she tried to get the kitchen organized, and trying not to think too hard about how strange this really felt.

[Around enough to ping! Door's propped open, post is open without the propping.]