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Jaina and Zekk sit next to each other at a booth, one with a chocolate milkshake, the other with a lomin ale. Jaina flips through the pages of Ender's Game (which Bar decided to give her earlier in the day), while Zekk watches people in the bar. They're pretty silent, except for the occasional hum or click, typically accompanied by a touch on the neck or cheek here and there.

Yeah, Joiner behavior. Strange, eh?

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Val looks up from her magnetic words which now state: The placid ministrations of the Jedi calming her innocent face, and grins. Standing, she walks over and smirks a bit. "Timeline's off. Frelling author has no understanding of timeline."

"Huh?" Jaina looks up from the book, placing it down on the table. "What are you..."

Zekk also gazes up at Val from his study of some random spot in the bar. "Talking about, Val?"

Twitch, twitch, twitch. Val leans against a nearby pole and chuckles a bit, pointing at the book. "That book. It's about my family. Look at Chapter thirteen. Valentine. That's me." She chuckles. "It's fairly accurate."

Jaina chuckles. "We figured it was. We remember you telling us about your world."

Val grins. "Just don't pay any attention to the timeline, and you'll do just fine. It's not a bad book, really."

Jaina's not the fastest of readers (never mind that she always gets distracted rather easily from it), so she's still very much in the beginning of the book.

She gives her a small grin. "We'll keep that in mind, Val."

"Would you like to sit?" Zekk asks, gesturing to the empty seat across from them.

"Sure." She plunks on the seat, and smiles. "What've you two been up to?"

"Nothing really," Jaina answers, taking a sip of her milksake.

"Reaquainting ourselves with this place. It's been a while." Zekk takes a drink of his lomin ale, moments after Jaina sets her milkshake back on the table.

Gah! Now in-concert drinking. Val feels as if she's in the Twilight Zone. "Yeah, you kinda have to do that when you're away for a while." She chuckles a bit, and grins. "You've been settling in well, right? I mean, there's nothing extra that you need or anything?"

Would twin nods freak her out too? Cause right about now, Jaina and Zekk nod in unison.

"The room's still like we remember it," Jaina says softly, looking a little forlorn.

Just without Jag.

Thought we were over him?

Zekk, surprisingly, looks a bit sad as well. "As is most of Milliways."

It's all freaking her out, really. So strange. However, she just bites her lip. "Something's wrong." It's a statement, not really a question.

Jaina shakes her head, reaching up to play with the necklace for a moment. She won't admit to anything.

"Nothing's wrong, Val."

"If you say so, Jaina." For once, Val seems slightly uncomfortable. It's just a strange feeling she's getting from the pair of them. Something's off, something's wrong.

"Why?" Zekk rubs his forearm against Jaina's neck, looking at Val questioningly.

"Um. Something's off. With both of you." She sighs, and finally just jumps in. "You two are acting strange. Perhaps it's just me, and pardon me for saying so, but there it is."

Jaina shakes her head. "We're not. It's just a side effect from the mind meld."

"We're not Joiners; not completely."

Bit of a lie there, although they believe they're telling the truth.

Confused empath. "Ok, back up a moment. Mind meld? Joiners? No clue what you're talking about, guys. Back up and start over, pleaseandthank you."

Jaina makes a couple of clicking sounds in her throat. "On our mission to Myrkr, we used a battle meld to send strength and support to each other during the worst times."

Like Anakin's death. And the torture on the Vong frigate.

"After the war, we discovered we were experiencing unexplained mood swings whenever we were around each other. Cilghal eventually realized that our overuse of the meld caused a weakening in the boundaries of our mind, and our emotions would blur together."

"Well that sounds..." oddly familiar "interesting. So, basically, your minds are open to each other, and your emotions bleed together?" She seems slightly less confused, but more fascinated now.