OOM: Edward needs to learn how to have fun.

[bitunlikely]

"I think we'll start with Dagobah," Jenny told him as she walked towards the cockpit of her small shuttle. "According to my computer, it's a small swamp planet discovered a thousand years ago by a sect of Jedi who had broken away from the Second Great and Bountiful Human Empire after a deceleration decreeing all religions founded upon fictional

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[themidnightson]

Edward walked through it, carelessly striding without fear of hitting anything, lingering at the things that were obviously not of Earth origin.

"It's nice." Small. Rather small. But nice.

He was feeling nervously wary since they were now alone and there were multiple way this could go, yet her mind seemed still the same. It was solely dedicated to making him have fun and letting him see the grandeur she loved so dear.

[bitunlikely]

"Don't forget to close the hatch behind you," Jenny told him, waving a hand in the direction of the door. "I really don't want to test a vampire's vacuum durability today."

Nor did she feel like testing a Gallifreyan's, at that matter. Exploring the vacuum of space was one thing Jenny had not done yet. She wasn't in a hurry to test regeneration number two, or whatever it was, in this case.

She smiled at Edward as she buckled herself in. "There's blood in the freezing unit if you get thirsty. Pig's. Bar wouldn't give me human. And, well, it should be a quick trip to Dagobah from here - five or so minutes, I think - but I have books in here if you get bored. Or you can come up here and I can show you how to fly her."

Was that it? Was she properly being hospitable? The only other guest she's ever had was Bart and he didn't count.

[themidnightson]

He turned around and closed the hatch, more quickly in this space than he'd allowed himself in the all too public bar, listening to the sound of prattling words both in his ears and his mind.

Exuberance and nervousness clashing together with her own excitement.

Striding toward where she sat, he gave the controls a quizzical look. "How difficult is it?" Not that he actually expected it to rate up very high, but it was a considerate question to ask so long as they were both making the effort of being hospitably polite.

[bitunlikely]

"It isn't," Jenny answered brightly, smiling up at him. Any lingering trace of nervousness was now gone at the question. She could already taste the thrill of adventure.

And it would be even better this time, what with proving to Edward that she was both a friend and someone he could have fun with.

But honesty would be helpful with that. "At least, uh, I think it's easy. Knowing how to fly a Class-B evacuation shuttle was part of my inheritance. Same with flying a Type-10 fighter ship, but I was in a hurry and those were under tighter guard."

She sounded disappointed at that last part.