solo_sword: (back)
It probably shouldn't shock anyone that in between working on class, Jaina made a call to her mom from her office. After yesterday there were questions she had, and to be honest, it was a little harder than she'd thought to reconcile something that had happened years before she was even born happening again now. Leia generally had better perspective on that sort of thing, even if she was the one that had gone through it and wasn't affected by the same weird timeline fun that happened in Fandom.

And despite all the seriousness of the call and conversation, Jaina still had that kriffing song in her head.
solo_sword: (pissy)
Jaina had been bet that she couldn't last a day with that Friday song as her ringtone. She hadn't known at the time how bad the song really was, but the way she'd figured, most of the people who called her did so on her comlink, not her phone. It should have been an easy win.

Except that there was a fax machine that had been calling her phone. Every five minutes. For the last hour. This was annoying enough, but with the shiny new nasal autotuned ringtone, it was causing some rage.
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She could turn it off, but there was always the chance that an actual call might come through that she'd have to take. So she'd tried to turn the ringer down as low as possible in the hopes that she'd still hear it go off and could check the number, but it wouldn't be as bad.

This did not work.

The phone rang again, and not moving from her spot in her chair, Jaina closed her eyes and ran through a Jedi calming technique before she decided she could cheat and throw the phone in the fridge or something equally drastic. Would that still count as winning?


[Establishy, because I had to torture her. HAD TO.]
solo_sword: (pissy)
Jaina had been bet that she couldn't last a day with that Friday song as her ringtone. She hadn't known at the time how bad the song really was, but the way she'd figured, most of the people who called her did so on her comlink, not her phone. It should have been an easy win.

Except that there was a fax machine that had been calling her phone. Every five minutes. For the last hour. This was annoying enough, but with the shiny new nasal autotuned ringtone, it was causing some rage.
.
She could turn it off, but there was always the chance that an actual call might come through that she'd have to take. So she'd tried to turn the ringer down as low as possible in the hopes that she'd still hear it go off and could check the number, but it wouldn't be as bad.

This did not work.

The phone rang again, and not moving from her spot in her chair, Jaina closed her eyes and ran through a Jedi calming technique before she decided she could cheat and throw the phone in the fridge or something equally drastic. Would that still count as winning?


[Establishy, because I had to torture her. HAD TO.]

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