#allanav;starstuff

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@jedilegacied

Ana was slumped in one of the hard-backed seats outside the headmaster’s office, waiting for her mom to come pick her up.  As usual her uniform was in disarray; jacket open, shirt only half-tucked, boots scuffed, and wild blonde hair escaping her braid. And today one could add a split lip and scraped knuckles to the list, as she’d taken on a sixth year student in defense of a younger girl who had been bullied by her relentlessly for the last couple of weeks.  Knowing she wouldn’t really be in any trouble at home for her actions left Ana pretty relaxed smirking when she heard Jaina coming up the hall.

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@another-nuruodo

Ana had been growing frustrated with her contact’s hemming and hawing and decided to get a drink that night once their latest discussions were over.  The man wanted far too much money for something that was only truly valuable to two groups, and maybe the odd collector, and a part of her was itching to just steal the stash of Old Jedi artifacts out from under him.  But she could practically hear her parents’ disapproval in her head so she put that option aside, for now.

As she walked into the building she let her eyes absently roam the interior, taking almost unconscious note of everyone inside and their positions.  Only to pause and backtrack as she processed something familiar.  A smirk started to cross her face and she swiftly made her way to the bar to order a pair of drinks before sauntering over to the corner table with a good view of all exits and the room in general.

“Ja’Reli’Nuruodo, fancy running into you all the way out here.”  She drawled, dropping into a seat on the opposite side of the table and sliding the spare drink across the surface to the Chiss woman sitting there.  Ana was wearing a full size shit-eating Solo grin at this point, hazel eyes bright even in the bar’s dimly lit interior.

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@jedilegacied continued from here

Ana grinned, mischief sparking in her hazel eyes, before she darted in and ducked to try and wrap her arms around Jaina’s waist.  She tried for one of the holds she’d taught her, putting her shoulder into her stomach and lifting with her whole body to heft the smaller but older woman off the ground.

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@nouveauimperium continued from here

Jag sighed, looking from his daughter to the mangled wreckage of the speeder and back again. Anyone else would likely be splattered across several kilometers of durasteel. But not Ana. She had too much of the Jedi in her for that to ever plausibly happen. Not that this knowledge ever did anything to assuage his nerves. He was all too well aware she also possessed too much Solo in her. And that, combined with the Force was like trying to use pure coaxium into your ship’s engine.

“Do enlighten me. From this angle I fail to see how it could be much worse.”

“Weelll...”  Ana dragged out the single syllable, wracking her brain for an answer.  

“I was alone in the speeder?  And I didn’t hit anyone?  And uh...I think the engine’s still mostly intact?”  She offered, smiling sheepishly.  Her hazel eyes were wide, just a hint of the look she could unleash if she felt she really needed to pull at her father’s heartstrings to get out of too much trouble.  But then again, she had wrecked the speeder.  She probably deserved a little trouble.

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@jedilegacied continued from here

“I mean I could, if you’d let me practice more.”  Ana shot back, unbothered even during the rougher parts of their descent.  She had an adolescent’s sense of near-immortality paired with a child’s trust in their parent.  She’d never doubted once during their landing that they’d make it, despite her teasing, and she grinned back easily.