you can call me great one

Jaina had never been so happy to get called home. There was really nowhere she wanted to be less than Fandom right now, even if home wasn't exactly happy. At least at home she was nearby if if they got word on any of her missing family members. Because every single one of them was just that. Luke, Mara and Jacen had been off the radar for weeks, and Han and Leia had dropped out of contact- again- sometime over the weekend. As worrisome as it was, it was becoming normal for the Skywalker-Solos.

Her need for escape didn't even come from the weirdness of the weekend. Sure, she'd kissed people she shouldn't have and slept with someone she really shouldn't have, but that's what happened here. It was all so absurd she couldn't really take it seriously, no matter what insanity had taken place.

No, the killer was thinking being just friends with John was going well, only to end up hearing "I still love you so I can't talk to you anymore." She wasn't depressed. No, she'd even woken up pissed off, and in a way it felt good just to be able to be mad about it without worrying about ruining something, since it was too late for that. Logically, she understood his point. But mostly, if any one person could ever make her feel worse than she did now, she never, ever wanted to know about it. Even worse than getting broken up with as friends was the fact that Jaina knew that even if he were to change his mind, she'd hit her limit. She just didn't have the emotional stamina to keep up with what the last six weeks had brought her anymore.

So the door was open while she packed for home, and if she was packing more than usual, there was a part of her that was seriously hoping that she could turn it into an extended break.


[Will be a linkdrop, and door and post are open.]

Jaina woke up with powdered sugar all over her and a sudden wish for amnesia. ...A gremlin killing spree would probably be frowned upon, right?

She finally made herself get out of bed, take a really really hot shower to get rid of the powdered sugar and to try to feel clean after singing inappropriately dirty songs to inappropriate people, frowned at the plant that seemed to be hanging from her doorways, and debated just getting back into bed.

And ow her chest hurt.


[Door closed, post open, though I'm afk for a lot of the day so yay SP!]

After yesterday's trip into the common room, Jaina decided maybe she'd stick to her own room today, at least until she knew this current bout of Fandom weirdness was over. She could only deal with so much patheticness in one weekend and she was pretty sure she'd filled her quota of being yelled at, cried at and accused of liking other boys better.

So until then she was going to keep working on her homework. With the door closed.

[It's still knockable, though.]

After her conversation with Umbridge and her visit with Gavin, Jaina went back to her room, closed the door- And immediately there was a knock.

Jaina opened it, didn't see anyone around, and then accidentally kicked the banana laying outside the door, sending it skidding across the hall. "...Okay," she muttered, and closed the door again.

As she checked her voicemail, the knock came again. When Jaina didn't see anyone outside the door this time, she looked down and found another banana.

So weird.

She went to return the call, and just before hanging up, heard the knock again. This time when Jaina opened the door, she looked straight down, kicked the banana out of the way, and yelled, "Okay, now it's annoying!"

She slammed the door shut this time, and hardly had her back turned before she heard the knock once again.

With a groan, she opened the door, ready to yell again, and was surprised when she saw what was there. Bending to pick up the orange, she sighed, "I'm so glad you're not a banana."

['stablishy!]

It took her a week, but Jaina finally spent some time with her comlink updating Jacen on some of the things that had been going on. There were a few things she left out (you know, different versions of their uncle and his astromech and also the commanding officer of Rogue Squadron being here, meeting a most-likely-long-dead-by-now Jedi from the past, their grandfather being alive and atoning for stuff and also seeming to like her flying, Siegfried and Roy, and the fact that she'd already had a date), focusing instead on the people she was meeting and her workshops and her big sister and roommate and her cabinmates and how had she met so many people already?

Jacen hadn't been able to talk much about what he was doing, which was disappointing, but she knew that would have to happen. It was also probably the main reason that as soon as they'd ended the call, she got out her multitool to start fixing the other two comlinks she had to give to people. Dammit, she wanted more information without having to wait for someone to send her something.

She was very focused, and could probably use a distraction.

[My net connection is working for the time being. So if you wanna bother her, feel free. Also, will be a linkdrop when I get to it.]