Between the messages she'd gotten and what she'd seen on the board, Jaina would call herself anything but happy, but she didn't feel as if her brain was just stopped today. With yesterday's Portalocity email, she had to refocus, and there were some things she needed to do.

The first thing she did was call her Luke, to make sure he knew exactly what was going on. She didn't tell him about any of the disappeared that he might know. That wasn't going to do anyone any good. The second thing she did was record a message for Jacen.

( which would be here )

She ended the transmission and sent it, telling herself that as soon as this was over and everything was fixed she'd be able to threaten someone but good in order to get back home. It made her feel mildly better.

[Mostly establishy, as I'm leaving in like half an hour. But if you're up for SP, go ahead and knock.]

Yesterday had been Jaina's 28th birthday, and she was largely unreachable for it. For the first time since she'd left for her year in Fandom, the entire Solo family- what was left of it, anyway- was on the same planet at the same time. Naturally this meant her parents thought it would be a good idea for them to all spend time together, because Jacen and Jaina had both absolutely failed at letting them know that they weren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment.

Despite their current issues, there were some things that the twins were still of one mind about, such as the fact that this was the exact wrong time to tell their parents that they weren't exactly on speaking terms. So they got through it, careful not to set themselves up for any actual conversation with each other, more because it might tip Han and Leia off than because they couldn't play nice for one night, and making sure to clamp down on any irritation that might be felt. Okay fine, that was Jaina's issue, not Jacen's. All in all, it ended up being a pretty good time without any drama or arguments.

But today was quiet with not much on Jaina's schedule, and too much free time was making her too thoughtful. And kind of depressed. She and Jacen had automatically conspired to get away with something without their parents knowing just like they had when they were kids, but the state of the relationship was bad and she had no idea how to fix it anymore. The part of her that could win a championship in holding grudges almost didn't want to. Then when you added in all the thoughts she suddenly had about her last conversation with Ben, wondering if it was already too late for Jacen, wondering if she should keep trying, wondering if she should stay away in order to shield them both from further emotional hurt from a future that might be inevitable...

She might just abandon her quarters for the day and spend all her time in the training room. That wasn't an excessive way to spend a day, right?


[SP is in effect but not posting her for her birthday after four years was gonna bother me more than I wanna admit. Open for calls, texts, emails, FedEx, carrier pigeon, pony express, telegraph, smoke signals, and entire conversations in semaphore.]

When Jaina first arrived four/eleven years ago, she hadn't thought she'd be here this long. At times she'd practically been running for the nearest portal that would take her anywhere but here. So the fact that she was even a little bit upset about leaving Fandom now was kind of a shock to her. She never once thought she'd be leaving here feeling even the slightest bit centered, or thinking that maybe dating shouldn't be off-limits forever (she knew she still wouldn't have time for it but that was not the point), or feeling like she could handle the next few years even knowing what might happen.

She wasn't actually leaving until first thing Friday morning, but she didn't want to be upset when she left. She just wanted to get up and go before she had a chance to think about it. So she sent out an email to let people know today was the last day she'd be around and give them her contact info in case she didn't get to see them, and set about to doing all the last-minute tasks she had to get out of the way. Things like making sure her X-wing and Sneaker were both in working order, cleaning, packing up another box to send off for home because she had too much stuff to take along to fit in said X-wing, wondering how the kriff that had even happened, things like that. In related news, moving was annoying.

A lot of things had changed during Jaina's collective time in Fandom, but one thing definitely didn't: keeping distracted so she didn't have to think was always going to be her default coping mechanism.


[Jaina's last post in Fandom. If you think you got/want to have gotten an email, you did. Totally open with SP during work. *CLINGS*]

It had been, overall, an emotionally exhausting end to the week. Unexpectedly, though, after talking to some people and getting some overall normalcy going while she visited with her little brother... It made things more okay. If she'd talked at all casually about Anakin's death, she had to be making progress, she figured.

There were still a lot of people she wanted to see, though, and she had to keep reminding herself that she couldn't just stroll onto campus and see them uninvited anymore. At the same time, she was trying to give space and not be crowding anyone just because she was doing okay, which meant she was doing her best to shut down the urge to go out and hunt her friends and family down. At the moment, she was accomplishing this by sitting quietly in her chair, fiddling idly with her comlink, and debating whether she should give her parents warning for what she was bringing home to them this weekend.


[Expecting one, but she won't turn down visitors.]

Jaina hated not being a student. Hated it. She had no classes, nothing to really do until work on Saturday, and she was going stir crazy. There had already been several calls home demanding to put on some assignment somewhere, but that hadn't gone anywhere yet. Which was frustrating, to say the least.

Finally annoyed enough to go down to the gym for a second training session today, she dressed in loose workout clothes and pulled her hair back and started to the door-

And couldn't get any further.

The door was open, she could see into the hall, it was just that trying to pass through the doorway had about as much effect as walking through the wall itself. After a few tries to get through, Jaina finally sighed and stepped back, wondering what to do now. Seriously, could you call the janitor for this kind of problem?


[Know what, I'm pissed. Therefore Jaina is grounded until I decide she's not. People can come in and leave at will, people can send calls and texts, but Jaina is stuck in her room. There. And post is open, yes.]

There was a system to how Jaina got back from trips home. First thing she did after getting in the door was to drop her bag and find the little clock on her desk that told her what day it was. For two weeks at home, she'd only missed two days here, which wouldn't be a bad thing if she wasn't counting down to graduation. Normally then she'd start unpacking, but today she was bucking tradition and checking her phone again. Still no message from John. She expected to be hearing from him any day now, but talking to Ronon had told her that maybe it'd take a little bit longer than the ETA she'd been given to begin with.

Leaving her bag where it was for now, Jaina instead went to lay down for a minute. She was healing up after her concussion and felt fine, but unpacking, meh.


[Omg my computer works and I can plaaaaay! Come visit! Door and post open.]

In short, the time issue just got the better of them. Once Jaina got that voicemail from John last week, she knew things weren't going to work out. Not as long as he was still on fast forward. And really, she was new at this, but it had to be one of the weirdest breakups ever. Maybe it would have been easier if they'd yelled and ruined things forever, but they still loved each other, and it was obvious, and it was already making letting go that much harder. Odd, considering how much time she typically spent pushing people away. Odder was the fact that she didn't want everyone finding out, at least not now. It wasn't exactly something she wanted everyone hearing about on radio.

( cut, because i'm kind at 5 am. but only at 5 am. )


[Door closed, post is open if you're good with the usual SP. Watch totally not randomly stolen without permission.]

It was really very, very weird that Jaina was doing as well as she was these days. For having a long-distance relationship she'd been so worried about at the beginning, it was actually going really well. And the time there allowed her time to relax without work being able to catch up to her. She'd even sort of had a vacation. Yes. In some reality Earth probably just spun off its axis into the sun and it was all Jaina's fault.

Which meant when she actually had a flood of messages and work to catch up on, it elt a little more normal. Or a lot more normal, and she'd been busy today, which was why she missed the call.

And immediately Jaina was getting to her feet to check on the fish John had left to her when he'd gone... and there it was, floating at the top of the water. She'd been pretty good about making sure it was fed and all so far, but between all the up and back and time lag she must have just forgotten. Cursing, she picked up a pen, pointing the non-writing end at the ex-fish, just in case it was enough to spur it into moving again, but no luck. There were better reasons to have to call.

At least it had taken her a month?


[I HAD TO. Post can totes be open. Door too.]

Classes today had meant that Jaina had been able to stop whining about Tuesdays taking up work time, because she'd been able to get more done there. This meant when she got back up to her room after classes to check her messages again, she had one status report from Lowie and otherwise, she was caught up.

It was a weird feeling, considering how behind she'd been only a couple days ago, and she almost didn't know what to do with herself now. So with a little "Hm" sound, she started going through files and seeing if she could work ahead on stuff.


[I'd say this is establishy, but let's say the door and post are open for SP till 5:30 PST, because I will want many many distractions when I get home and this is easier than badgering. Snap to it.]