Rory had arrived early, and brought with her the boxes from Sam and Anakin, as well as a few things she was going to try her hardest to get Aeryn to wear.

And she'd done her best to plan everything without driving anyone insane. And she really hoped Aeryn wasn't sad that there wouldn't be strippers.

[OCD coming up!]

Rory was really kind of torn on whether this was a good thing or bad ( Read more... )

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Rory had had a very, very busy weekend. She'd woken up and put band-aids on John, cheered up a tree with Luke, then played at the beach with Anakin, who she was gonna marry when she got big enough. She'd also played with Rikku and Vladdie and a kittycat, and then today she'd gone upstairs and found ICE CREAM. And a BEAR ( Read more... )

Rory was trying to enjoy herself and read. Really, she was. It was such a nice, quiet night.

But the last few days - between awkward office hours and meeting yet another of her replacements and drunken parties and interesting offers and ring-shopping, she had a lot to considerAs a result, her attention kept wandering, no matter how intriguing the ( Read more... )

Rory woke as soon as sunlight spilled through her window, and met consciousness in the form of a pounding, debilitating headache.

She groaned and thrust her head under the pillow, and tried to remember what she had done the night before.

As it came hurtling back, phone calls and all (though the details were a bit fuzzy - she knew she had used ( Read more... )

"This is my room!" Rory said excitedly when she and Luke reached it after leaving Caritas. "Look, Lukey! We're heeeere!"

Rory had had a tough week. She'd been in the clinic, and then had talks with both Aeryn and John. She'd had her hopes built up and then watched as they all fell to pieces again.

Not to mention the fact that she still felt awful, physically.

So, she'd handwave called Luke, made popcorn, and was poking around her DVD collection.

So.

Once Luke had handwavily untied her, Rory had decided that maybe she didn't want to leave her bed after all. Maybe she'd rather just live there.

Forever.

Under the covers.

Where she wouldn't be soliciting anyone for anything.

...of course, her black eye was back, but it could be zillions of times worse.

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Rory had been doing everything she could to keep busy. Or, rather, to keep busy enough that she wasn't thinking about Luke, and what he might be doing. Not to mention how hard she was repressing the fact that she had been involved with...a future Sith LordAnd okay, truth be told, she was still so in love with Anakin that it would hurt even minus ( Read more... )