you can call me great one

Apparently, when your best friend (who you'd had a crush on as a kid, and who'd had a thing for you for an embarrassingly long time, and who you'd maybe made out with once when you were sharing a brain which did not count and was not your fault) was getting married and you felt weird about it, you got into a fight with your new husband about it.

So yeah, Jaina was having a great trip so far.

It wasn't the Zekk stuff that was actually bothering her, though. Yeah, she'd literally, physically known how he had felt about her and knowing that that wasn't true anymore was weird, but she'd gotten over that a while ago. It was more that coupled with being on Hapes early to visit with Allana, she was seeing people arrive and that meant they'd managed to get herself, Zekk, Tenel Ka and Lowie alone in a room together... and there was no Jacen. It was bothering her, and she didn't know how to articulate why, or if she even wanted to. Even though she'd have to to settle the fight. Feelings were dumb, basically.

With some time to herself, she tried to do some meditating in her and Jag's room. It was not going well, and a distraction would be welcome.

[Open for calls and texts and such! I have no work to do and it's freaking me out.]

Zekk's surgery was taking a while. While Jacen had gone to the Anakin and Luke and Mara had taken Ben back to Coruscant immediately, Jaina was staying on Hapes till Zekk was released to go back to Coruscant as well. She told herself staying in the waiting area just meant she could be alone, away from everyone. She was beyond mad at Jacen, she was mad at Ben and scared for him and wondering if kidnapping him for deprogramming wasn't an option, mad at Mara for not putting a stop to things before, mad at Tenel Ka for standing up for Jacen, trying to figure out what might not get Mara killed, worried about Zekk...

And selfishly, that old fear was creeping back. That fear that said that even if she was left standing at the end of all of this, there wouldn't have anyone or anything else left.

Not that she was going to voice that concern to anyone, and so she was turning to distraction by checking her messages to see what she'd missed since boarding Rover. Days old message from Fandom's Ben saying May the fourth be with her (which, fine, got a smile out of her), a couple messages from her Tahiri wondering why Jaina kept calling her so much...

Returning that message took all of thirty seconds without an answer, and then Jaina was left with nothing but her thoughts again, and deciding she had to come up with a hobby for times like this.


[I am off to the Avengers for a bit, but totally open for calls, texts, emails, etc.]