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There's an Atton inna booth, juggling and, as he always does, failing at it. For once, he doesn't have anything else he's doing at the same time, though he is occasionally checking a datapad tutorial.

At least, he thinks it's a tutorial. He keeps seeing subliminal messages in there. It's a bit disturbing, really.

Ignore the evil icon, he's in quite a good, nice, non-psychotic mood right now. I just felt like using it.

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"I can just leave." Inyri says. "'Cause even though my way of shutting you up is surefire, I don't go around just doing it to random people I meet."

"Now, see, you could," Atton grins. "But where's the fun in that? Absolutely none, I tell you." And he throws a ball at her.

She catches the ball, and tosses it in the air, catching it again. And really just stands there watching him. She's not quite sure what she's going to do next.

"Hm." Atton tosses another ball at her.

She catches that one too. "What did he tell you about me." She asks, softly.

Atton frowns.
"I honestly don't remember. He was just ... kriffed up."

She blinks, digging her fingernails into the balls. "Good." she blinks again, grimacing at how strangled that came out. She clears her throat. "Good. He deserves to hurt sometimes too."

Atton's frown goes slightly deeper, and he silently grabs her wrist and takes both balls away.
"My balls. Don't damage them."

Inyri snatches her hands away when he touches her wrists. "Don't."

She sighs, and rubs her fingers over the raised scars there. "Sorry."

Atton eyes her for a few moments.
"I've got a song that will get on your nerves, get on your nerves, get on your nerves," He sings. "I've got a song that will get on your nerves, all daaaay loooong."

Inyri rolls her eyes, but it makes her smile. "Shut up."

Atton is silent for a few moments. And then he starts to sing the song again. But it's in Twi'lek this time, so that's alright.

"If you don't stop, I'll kiss you." Inyri puts her hands on her hips, slightly startled at herself for saying that. Eh.

Atton stops, just for a second, before singing it in Mando'a. He's ninety-nine percent certain she isn't going to kiss him.

She glares. And then pulls him up to her by his shirt, before mashing her lips against his.

Hah! Or...something. >.>

Atton flails. He just sits there and flails and doesn't think of moving away.

He is still humming the tune.

Inyri pushes him back. "Nerfherder. Stop humming."

"Haha!" Atton points. "You can't shut me up! I win!"

"I can punch you in the face." Inyri snaps back. "Or kill you."

"No, no, no, no, no, no you can't," Atton sings. "No, no you can't."

She pulls out her blaster. That's strapped to her thigh. Under her skirt, you see. "Stop. Please. You give me a headache. I might kill myself instead of you."

Oh good problems solved.

"Pfft," Atton grins brightly. "Lots of people tell me that."

Inyri holsters the blaster. Back under her skirt. "You give me a headache." she says again. "You really do."

"People say that a lot, too," Atton replies. "I can't think why."

"Maybe because it's true." Inyri shrugs. "Just a guess."