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The lightsaber is hard to grip in her hands today. On the skin between her right thumb and index finger is a small burn, evidence of Jaina's tampering with a fire in the Iceway outside of their home to burn the sock puppets in a small (yet satisfying) bonfire. But, for the most part, Jaina ignores the pain and continues with her drills.
The violet beam of her lightsaber isn't all that noticable in the early morning sun and Jaina likes that. It's a nice change from using the shrimp farm work room, and a lot less damage to the droids and tanks and gear stored there. Here, outside by the lake at Milliways, it's just her, the remotes, and the saber.
Oh kriff, that one's coming straight for her, isn't it?
The violet beam of her lightsaber isn't all that noticable in the early morning sun and Jaina likes that. It's a nice change from using the shrimp farm work room, and a lot less damage to the droids and tanks and gear stored there. Here, outside by the lake at Milliways, it's just her, the remotes, and the saber.
Oh kriff, that one's coming straight for her, isn't it?