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[whattattoos]

[ OOM: On Corellia, one of the Antilles brats gets ready to protect her father. Weird, how it always used to be the other way around.]

Myri gives her hair one more look, then opens the door, hoping to grab the last few items she needs from around the house.

So ... when did her house turn into a bar? She really can't have her house be a bar when

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[hapan_heiress]

"Your hair." Allana says from her spot on the floor (where she is surrounded by dollies and little animals) "Is weally cool."

[whattattoos]

So there are floor children here too? Place is weird, man.

"I like to think so," she says, smiling at the girl.

[hapan_heiress]

Allana picks up a particular doll, one with curly blonde hair and a pretty green dress. "How'd you do it?"

[whattattoos]

Myri tugs a lock of hair in front of her face. It's pink, dusting to yellow at the bottom.

"Spray dyes. Mostly. I change it a lot."

[hapan_heiress]

"I fink my Mama might cwy if I did that to my hair." Allana murmurs, pulling on a few red curls to look at them. "An' I don't fink the court would be too happy eiver."

Srsly. Tee-haitches are HARD.

[whattattoos]

"I'm a bit older than you. My mother wasn't so happy about it either, but she agreed that it helped as a disguise."

Sometimes having Intel training rocks.

[hapan_heiress]

"I'm Allana." Allana says, smiling up at the older girl. "I'm the Chume'da of Hapes, how are you?"

[whattattoos]

Myri's eyes go wide, and she squats down next to Allana.

"So you're the Hapan mystery child, huh?"

[hapan_heiress]

Allana's eyes widened as well. Uh oh.

"You're fwom my galaxy." Allana states, looking a little old for a four year old. "Don't...tell anyone."

[whattattoos]

Myri eyes her for a moment longer, memorizing facial characteristics.

"It's okay. None of them would believe me anyway. 'I met the Chume'da of Hapes. Where? Oh, at a magical bar that ate my house. No, I'm sane, really.'"

-_-

[hapan_heiress]

Allana sighs warily. "'Kay. as long as you don't tell anyone. 'Cause I'll get in twouble. No one's s'posed to see me."

It's not like she looks like her father (except perhaps when she smiles an old Solo grin), with her grey eyes and red hair, but still. You can never be too careful.

[whattattoos]

"Your secret is safe with me," she says.

And secretly wonders if she's telling the truth.

[hapan_heiress]

Allana eyes her warily. She's special. She's going to be a Yedi someday, she just knows it.

"Are you lying?" Allana reaches for her stuffed tauntaun and sets it in her lap.

[whattattoos]

"Dunno."

That's the truth.

[hapan_heiress]

"What...telling them who I am won't do any good." She says, sounding incredibly old. "Please don't."

[whattattoos]

"Look, Allana. All I know is your name, which I kind of knew already, and what you look like. No one's going to care. No one's going to ask. I'm not going to run around screaming that I met you."

She reaches to pet her hair -- she's really not that good with children, never had any practice -- cautiously.

"Okay?"