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[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

[OOM: After frustrating fights with possible employers, Jaina wanders into Csaplar for a break and her luck changes with a chance encounter.]


Right now, is cause for celebration. Her poncho's thrown off to the side of the booth, now covered with various tools and objects as Jaina continues to work on the small scum scrubber she had brought with her from home. There's still a while before Jag comes home and today, she wants to find people to brag to.

There's a small loaf of ryshcate on the table and a glass of Whyren's to add to the celebration and every now and then, a bright smile and proud look crosses over her face while she works on the droid.

After all, this is the first time Jaina Solo Fel's ever possessed a job that doesn't involve killing other beings.

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[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

Bonzo walks over to Jaina as soon as he sees her, having his dinner in a "to-go" box that he's taking up to his room.

"Ho, Jaina!"

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

"Bonzo." Remembering their last conversation, Jaina keeps her tone cool as she looks up from the scum scrubber she had been working on. "Hello."

[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

"How're you doing?"

Bonzo barely remembers that spat...one of those side-effects of a batch of time passing.

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

"Not bad," she replies cautiously.

It's been a few weeks for her - a couple weeks here and a couple of weeks on Csilla - but Jaina's still on her guard.

Jaina picks up her Whyren's glass and takes a sip of the whisky, shrugging slightly and grinning. "Got a job today."

[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

Bonzo's eyebrows go up.

"Oh? What is it?"

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

"Cargo freighting," Jaina replies, still grinning. "Not anything that exciting, but it's something to keep me busy on all those days I'm not on missions."

[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

Blink, and then a smile.

"Sounds like something your father would do, Jaina. Or used to do, when he was younger."

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

There's a role of her eyes at that. It's been almost easy to forget that all those spaced Earthings know about her and her family, too.

"You mean smuggling? This isn't smuggling, Bonzo. That's not exactly something Jagged would approve of."

[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

Bonzo shrugs his shoulders.

"Ok, so you're doing legally what your father did illegally. I think it must run in your family."

Pause.

"In the meantime, the Bar has apparently decided that I am here for longer than I would have thought."

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

"Bound?"

[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

"Still. I haven't been home since I met Dooku."

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

She checks the door out of habit, relieved when it's still there. After everything, the last thing Jaina wants is to be Bound again.

"Sorry about that, Bonzo."

[mandercommander.livejournal.com]

Bonzo shrugs.

"Honestly? I wouldn't mind not going home again, at least not for a while. I'm getting used to not being in the middle of a bunch of countries and governments acting like two-year-olds."

[cheerychaplain]

Drawn by the tinkering noises, there is a rather nosy (but well-meaning!) priest peering over the top of the booth behind Jaina, which he happened to be sitting at. "That looks interesting!" he comments brightly.

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

"It isn't," Jaina responds, placing down her multitool and pushing back a few stray strands of hair.

By this point, the poncho next to her is grease stained and half the ryshcate and Whyren's is gone.

[cheerychaplain]

Father Mulcahy begs to differ. "What is it?"

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

"Scum scrubber."

She glances up again and pushes some of the clutter on the oppositte end of the booth into the corner with the Force. Just in case this man decides he would like to join them.

"Left over from the previous residents of our farm."

[cheerychaplain]

There is a moment's blinking pause at the moving objects, and then he slips out of his booth and into hers. "My, that was some wind." He glances around for a second or two, as if he's going to spot that wind. The one that he didn't feel.

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

Jaina blinks and looks around the room, slightly confused. Her eyes glance towards the two doors - seeing if someone opened either - and then back to Mulcahy.

"What wind?"

[cheerychaplain]

He waves a hand at the unfamiliar objects in the corner. "The one that moved your, er. Parts, are they?"

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

"Oh." She can't hide the grin on her face. "That wasn't a wind."

[cheerychaplain]

"Oh?" He gives the small pile a curious, respectful prod. "Hidden wires, then?"

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

"Me."

[cheerychaplain]

Blue eyes slowly rise. One blink, two, then--

"I'm sorry?"

[jedipilot.livejournal.com]

"I did it," Jaina repeats, slowly - almost as if he was hard of hearing. "Just like..."

She flicks a hand and the scum scrubber lifts off the table and moves to the other end, by the wall.

It's been a long while since she had a chance to show off.