Office hours- Saturday

[solo_sword]

Aside from the extremely strange experience of meeting herself and still wanting to give Anakin all the hugs from the other day, Jaina was finding this weekend kind of great. It almost felt weird, since she'd been in such a blah state for so long, but she'd take it

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[the_raven_boy]

Bran was beginning to wonder what Mercedes thought she was preparing for with some of these classes. Not that he disapproved of being able to protect oneself she just seemed to have a course load heavy in the subject and light on other things he would think more useful day to day. Strategy, the paper said for this one as he rounded the corner and paused to knock on the door. Jaina Solo was the teacher's name, he said it twice in his head before pocketing the paper and shoving his hands in his pockets as well. He rocked back and forth on his feet. It wasn't a bad school, Mercy seemed to be fitting in which was pleasing.

[solo_sword]

"Come on in," Jaina called, pushing her datapad out of the way.

[the_raven_boy]

Bran stepped into the room and paused in case she preferred to confer with the door closed before moving forward to offer her a handshake. "Professor Solo?" He asked to be certain Mercy's instructions had been accurate. "I am Bran Cornick, Mercy's guest." He smiled at her with a lopsided grin he often used to disarm people.

[solo_sword]

She stood to shake his hand, and gestured at the chair in case he wanted to sit. "Right. Hi," she said. "I'm guessing you want to know how she's doing?"

[bantha_rawk]

"You're so young!"

Sorry, Jaina.

[solo_sword]

"Thank you!" Jaina replied. "Can I help you?"

[bantha_rawk]

"Sure hope so. You teaching Cade t' shoot straight?"

[solo_sword]

"And you would be Uncle Bantha," she realized. "He knew how to shoot pretty straight without my help."