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zekk says: " you're an idiot. " ;D
send in " you're an idiot. " for your muse to tend to my muse's wounds after a fight/battle (accepting)
“Yeah well... you’re... a giant! Like the size of a wookie!” It was the best Jaina could come up with on short notice with the pain of several blaster wounds and burns coursing through her body. She suspected his lack of gentleness with her injuries had more to do with being annoyed with her recklessness than anything else but she appreciated that he was at least helping. “Can you just finish that before something else comes to shoot at us? I gotta get back out there.”
@tragedybcund sent:
❝ I don't understand the point of all of this. ❞ [ from Hinako ]
‘the point of what, dear hinako?’ he chuckled.
As per usual, Andrew Vasilev was throwing a party. And, as per usual, the pickings were looking pretty damn slim. He wasn’t going to say he was looking for Vic, but he also was. From his post on his couch, he leaned forward to inhale the little line of white powder that was on the table in front of him. As soon as he lifted his head up, he saw that little flash of blonde hair that he had texted earlier. “Vicky Vic, my main bitch. What the fuck is up?” He leaned back and patted his lap. “I saved a seat for you.”
From the Expanded Universe
Jaina Solo is the eldest of the Solo children by five minutes. She and her twin brother Jacen were born on Coruscant, during the final days of Grand Admiral Thrawn's attempt to retake the Galactic Core. During these times of strife, Leia and Han sequestered their children on various safeworlds, keeping them out of harm's way. After a number of attempts to capture the Solo children, the parents eventually decided to keep the family together.
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On Coruscant, the twins were raised by Winter and C-3PO. As Leia was Chief of State of the New Republic, she rarely had time to devote to family, though she made every possible effort. As she grew older, Jaina began to notice Leia's distance more and more, a distance she would later come to resent.
Headstrong Jaina showed a mechanical aptitude that made her father proud. At nine years of age, she was already flying the Millennium Falcon, and knew enough to help her father with simple repairs.
By the time she was 14, Jaina was already a capable pilot. She attended her Uncle Luke Skywalker's Jedi academy on Yavin 4, honing her impressive talents in the Force, and making new and long-lasting friends, such as Lowbacca, Tenel Ka and Zekk. Surviving run-ins with the Second Imperium, the Diversity Alliance and other foes, Jaina then apprenticed herself to Mara Jade. The two bonded, and Jaina grew both as a Jedi, and as a pilot.
Her skills behind the controls of an X-wing fighter earned her a position in Rogue Squadron during the Yuuzhan Vong crisis. Flying as Rogue Eleven, Jaina went by the nickname "Sticks." While at Ithor, Jaina met a fellow pilot named Jagged Fel, an ally of the New Republic flying with a Chiss defense force. The young woman felt something stir within her, and she definitely admired Jagged Fel for his piloting skill and icy cool demeanor.
The Yuuzhan Vong crisis has been a trial of character for young Jaina, who was forced into the hardships of war before even reaching adulthood. In her carefree days of adventure as a teen, she had been spared lessons in mortality. With the death of Chewbacca, and the subsequent straining of family bonds among the Solos, Jaina has learned indelible lessons that are shaping her character.
Leia believes her daughter to be the most pragmatic of her children. Whereas contemplative Jacen is often crippled with indecision, and impetuous Anakin would often plunge into action heedless of the consequences, Jaina would measure her actions and suit them to the moment. She is not without a temper, as her stubbornness will often lead her to arguments. Jaina has, on occasion, lambasted her brother for his passivity and her mother for her distance.
With the trying times of war, Jaina's temper came close to being her undoing. After the death of her youngest brother and disapperance of her twin, Jaina was enraged and touched the dark side of the Force. Her pragmatism dangerously eclipsed her compassion and faith in her uncle's Jedi teachings, and she found herself allied to Kyp Durron, a strong-minded Jedi seeking more proactive reform in the order.
In escaping the botched Jedi mission that claimed her brother's life, Jaina stole a Yuuzhan Vong vessel, the Ksstarr. With their Coruscant home conquered by the Yuuzhan Vong, she led the remnants of the Jedi strike force to the Hapes Cluster. On Hapes, Jaina became embroiled in court intrigue, as the scheming former Queen Mother Ta'a Chume tried to orchestrate a marriage between her son, Prince Isolder, and Jaina, in a failed bid to replace the current Queen Mother Teneniel Djo.
By closely examining the Ksstarr, Jaina realized a fundamental underpinning of Yuuzhan Vong spacefaring technology: bodies in space are recognized by their unique gravitic signature. She began exploring plans to use that knowledge against the Yuuzhan Vong. Her risky tests prove successful. Her deceptive tactics wreaked havoc with the Yuuzhan Vong's ability to identify friends and foe, prompting her to rename the vessel Trickster. Jaina's reputation began to grow thanks to crafty disinformation spread by New Republic agents. The Yuuzhan Vong began to associate Jaina with their trickster goddess, something New Republic commanders wholeheartedly encouraged by referring to her as "Goddess," "Great One," and similar.
Jaina fought tirelessly through campaigns at Borelias, Obroa-skai and Ebaq 9, flying alongside Jag Fel. The two tentatively explored their feelings for one another, risking love against a backdrop of war. She achived the rank of lieutenant colonel, and is now flying escort for her parents' mission of reuiniting the fragments of the former New Republic under the new banner of the Galactic Alliance
Continued from this for @dutyanddurasteel
“Absolutely,” Jagged agreed, raising an eyebrow. “Any time you can come home not riddled with blaster fire is a good day.”
He took a piece of fruit from the bowl on the table before pushing it towards Jaina in a silent offer. “Of course, if it comes to the point where other Jedi Masters in the meeting are firing blasters in your direction, please feel free to just get the hell out of there.”
It really sounded like these meetings were dangerous enough as they were to Jag.
“I don’t know, I feel liek some of our best days have included a few blaster bolts.” Jaina grinned at him playfully as she shed the outer layers of her robes. She was all too ready to get out of the formal attire. She hadn’t liked wearing so many layers since she was a kid.
“But at least I’m in one piece, Even if they don’t always love my way of doing things.” She shrugged as she kicked off her boots and joined him at the table, plucking one of the fruits from the bowl as she settled down. “I promise if they all decide to turn on me one day I’ll leave. I can take on some pretty serious odds but maybe not that fight...” She doubted that would ever happen but in case it did, she’d be out of there in a blink.
cont. for @whatamansolo
“Get used to it, sweetheart,” Han offered with a wry grin and a shrug. “It’s going to happen for the rest of your natural life if my life is anything to go by.“
He took another sip of his Whyren’s Reserve before lifting the bottle and refilling his daughter’s glass for her.
"The good news is that the people deciding it usually know what they’re doing. That is, providing those people are your mother.” He shrugged and tipped himself back in his seat a bit.
“What’s wrong? You have a fight with Durasteel Spine?"
He doubted it but a man could dream.
“You didn’t even have the Force. It’s twice as bad for us-... me.” Jaina cast her father a look that was none too impressed with his antics, despite the fact that she loved his whole shtick. “Ths whole... prophecied whatever thing that Uncle Luke dropped on my head has really been a pain.”
She lifted the glass to her lips once he’d finished refilling it, leaning back in the seat in a pose that unintentionally mirrored her father’s. With a sigh, she shook her head at him, brushing aside his jab at Jag. “Dad, you’re going to have to get used to him someday. It’s literally been 20 years. He’s not going anywhere.”
What she needed at the moment was somewhere to vent, someone to listen, and to not have to defend the one good thing she had going for her. Maybe, just maybe she could have that for once. Maybe the universe would be willing to let her get what she needed.
for @sadlystillnotsparky from this
“I said I’m never drinking again,” Ben repeated, his voice muffled from where his head rested on his arm on the table. “I feel like something a rancor threw up.”
The drinking had seemed like a good idea at the time, of course. But, of the many talents that Ben had, drinking wasn’t one of them. He’d had a few which, in his case was probably a few too many, and now he was suffering for it.
“I actually think I might just go and see if there are any ships leaving today so that I can throw myself from an airlock and end my suffering.”
Despite knowing the state whe was in far too well, Jaina couldn’t help the laugh that came from her at his complaints. Frankly, she was surprised he’d tried more than a drink or two at all. IIt wasn’t that long ago that he’d been at ehr wedding, afraid of more than a glass of good Hapan wine. Now he was hung over on his family’s apartments, clearly having aimed too high.
“How much did you drink, and with who? They should have known better than to let you have so much.” She set her bag down on the table to rummage through it, sure there was a stim pack buried somewhere in there that was intended for poision relief. In all techinical senses, that’s what he was suffering from and it would take the edge off, if nothing else.
“There will be no launghing you out of airlocks, sorry, kid. But a stim and some water and you’ll be back on your feet. Next time, don’t get cocky.” She shook her head as she finally pulled the stim pack out and wasted no time in grabbing his arm to apply it before he could protest about it.