Tahiri was used to having weird stretches of days, weeks, months even. You had to be, coming from her galaxy (that was two cultures there, plus the recently-integrated extragalactic one) and doing what she did. And the weekend, draining and uncomfortable as it had been at times, defied the constraints of the word 'weird' to be able to express ( Read more... )

Tahiri had promised Ben ice cream, and she fully intended to deliver on that promise, which was why she was leaning against the wall outside Chilly Boulder to wait for him. She was a little antsy today, which she blamed partly on class, although it was partly just her own tendency toward restlessness ( Read more... )

Tahiri had certainly slept in more uncomfortable places before, although usually she tended to remember how she'd gotten there. Besides, the bits of straw poking her in random places not dirty kthx and the stray horseshoe that had probably already left a U-shaped impression in her shoulder were counterbalanced by the nice, warm, comfortable person ( Read more... )

( Before they'd left Borleias, Tahiri had opted not to be there when Han and Leia had taken the Jedi students, along with a few civilian children and baby Ben, off to a new safe hiding place. (There be fighty'n'splodey behind the cut, and creepy Yuuzhan Vong biotech, and the Wraiths being awesome.) )

( So far, Tahiri was a little annoyed that she was missing spring break for this. )

The dozen red roses -- now on her nightstand which had been hurriedly cleared off so now the floor near her bed was a mess -- had been a very nice surprise, and had definitely made her smile. Now , though, Tahiri was feeling bad about not getting Ben anything. And not having any idea what to get him. She was mulling over the options and enjoying ( Read more... )

Okay, so Tahiri was a little bit nervous about the dance; she'd gone to homecoming with Ben too, but under much more platonic circumstances. She'd spent a long time staring into her closet, seriously contemplating opting for her least worn-out flight suit over the dress she'd ended up picking out, just to minimize the chances of her tripping over ( Read more... )

Ever since meeting Sookie at the picnic last week, Tahiri had been conscious of the fact that she really should be more diligent about her mental shielding. If that had anything to do with some mental flailing over what had happened with Ben a few days ago, well ( Read more... )

Tahiri actually had no idea what to do in these situations; formal dances were so very much not in her realm of experience. And she felt awkward in a dress, even if it was comfortable. She stood in front of her mirror, frowning. Was this bit supposed to fall quite that way ( Read more... )