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Jaina's sitting at a booth, sipping at a Bantha Blaster, because who wouldn't want to drink something green, pink, and alcoholic?

Really, it's just because the mun has run out of energy to think of creative entrance posts.

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Tahiri slides into the booth, doing her very best to look inconspicuous.

And innocent.

And hidden.

Except her thoughts- those aren't hidden or shielded at all, and once you throw the meld into the mix... she's broadcasting something that, if it were put into words, would read HOLY YUN-NE'SHEL ABOMINATIONS AND CRAZY DROIDS ABOOOOMMMIIINNNAAATIONS and be accompanied by very naughty mental images of See-Threepio.

Much mental flailing going on with the girl, yes.

Jaina rubs her forehead, wincing in something akin to pain from the bombardment of emotions radiating off the other Jedi.

It's not what she wants to be thinking about. At all.

Placing her drink soundly on the table, Jaina stares at Tahiri, a look of annoyance on her face. "Want to clue me in as to why I have a strong desire to dismantel Threepio right about now?"

Tahiri looks sheepish and draws what mental shield she can back up. "You remember the droid? The crazy one that looks human and sounds human but he's a droid? With the note?"

Jaina nods, looking almost relive as Tahiri's emotions fade a bit behind the shiled. "Mmhmm. We remember. What about?"

"Talked to him. And he apologized. But Jaina- he... he..."

not quite sure how to continue she crosses her arms and lays her head down on the table, hiding her face.

Her voice is a bit strained as she gives a brief overview of yesterday's conversation (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/7532092.html). Almost as if she can't figure out whether she's hilariously amused and mortified or horrified and disgusted... probably a healthy mix of all four.

"And who in the sun-soaked hells makes droids that can do that?" she finishes.

Jaina's eyes are wide, and there's a similar mix of feelings on her face. She doesn't have any natural pretences against droids, but the idea of them, of Threepio being seduced rather like the way...

Turning bright red at the thought, Jaina buries her face in her hands, clearing her mind fast. And very much hoping Tahiri didn't catch the rest of that thought.

Behind hidden hands, Jaina finally mumbles, "Don't know, Tahiri."

Tahiri could infer more or less where the thought was headed anyway. "Kriff it, can you imagine?"

The question is more or less rhetorical, because the imagining is what's got them both blushing and hiding in the first place.

"And he looks so human! And he... emotions! A conscience! What the hell is he?"

It's the oh so human without actually being flesh and blood parts that make the Yuuzhan Vong side of her scream for his death... but the human side (and the one that knows about the "no death in the bar" rule) that stops her. Ohhh, the conflict.

Jaina shakes her head, still trying to get the images out of her mind. "We really don't know. What world is he from again?"

Taking a long gulp of her drink, she shakes her head again. "Don't want to imagine it anymore. It's just..."

Strange, to say the least.

Tahiri blinks. "I didn't think to ask. Can't be from our galaxy, can he?"

"Doubt it. We would have have known if something like that existed."

"Agreed. From the future, maybe?"

"Ours? Or someone elses?"

Blink. "Either. Both. Maybe I should ask."

Jaina cocks her head. "You're going to speak with him again?"

She looks a little guilty. "Still don't know exactly what he is. He's interesting, even if he is crazy."

It's like poking a bruise to see if it still hurts. Call it morbid curiosity.

She chuckles at the guilt. "There's no harm in it. At least you won't try to bring him home as a pet."

Unlike certain twin brothers Jaina knows.

Any shifty eyes Jaina might think she sees are totally part of her imagination. ~~Tahiri would never bring home a droid. Ever. Because they're abominations and evil nasty things that need to be destroyed.~~ Okay maybe she would. Just to prove to her Yuuzhan Vong side that they're not really all that bad.

Not that she's been thinking this or anything. Nooo, not at all.

... where were we? Right, pets. Brothers. Jacen! Change of subject!

"Speaking of Jacen- is he here?"

Riiiiight.

A shrug. "Possibly. He was here a few days ago."

Ahhh. That would explain why this time, Jaina is not freaking out about not being able to feel her twin.

Or maybe she's got other (dark haired green eyed) things to take her mind off of him.

"Still refusing to behave with the brain mapper?"

Or maybe she's just matured?

But having things to take her mind off of him is good. Especially of that variety.

Jaina grins and nods. "He says he taught Ben how to use it now. We worry."

Pffft. Jaina, matured?

... okay maybe.

Tahiri laughs. "I would too."

"Well," she says as she stands, "Thank you for letting me talk, but I think I'm going to head back upstairs. It's been a long day."

Only a little?

"Anytime, Tahiri." Jaina smiles at her. "We'll see you soon."

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