The Salle, Friday Evening
It had been a weird day. The kind of weird day she'd missed badly on her trip home, granted, but when faced with George who usually looked like Jacen suddenly looking like Jaina and flirting with her, Tahiri would almost rather have opted for facing another Yuuzhan Vong fleet.
But given that the last one she'd faced had ended up pretty much obliterated and when it came down to it she really wasn't in a hurry to find another one, she was just going to have to settle for lightsaber practice. She hadn't had much time to do that on her trip, either, and she had lost time to make up for.
You'd think having a remote flying around shooting energy bolts at you wouldn't be that comforting. In this case you'd be wrong.
[OOC: 'tis open, of course; mind the lasers.]
But given that the last one she'd faced had ended up pretty much obliterated and when it came down to it she really wasn't in a hurry to find another one, she was just going to have to settle for lightsaber practice. She hadn't had much time to do that on her trip, either, and she had lost time to make up for.
You'd think having a remote flying around shooting energy bolts at you wouldn't be that comforting. In this case you'd be wrong.
[OOC: 'tis open, of course; mind the lasers.]