It wasn't fair. Jaina knew perfectly well that, even with the quickest hyperspace routes, the trip from Ossus to Csilla still took at least a couple of days.

Which meant, a couple of days stuck alone on this quick ship class shuttle - alone with Aeryn. And even if the shuttle was seventeen meters long, and designed to hold up to eight ( Read more... )

“I guess it’s still going to be easy to track you down,” Jaina says softly as she pokes her head into his room. “All I have to do is follow the trail to the strongest Force presence I can feel ( Read more... )

Zekk doesn't particularly like helping with the younger children. It's actually probably one of his least favorite assignments when at the praxeum on Ossus. He'd take missions, hells, even working with some of the teenaged trainees, over this any day ( Read more... )

[ After this.]

Zekk kicks the frame of his bed hard before throwing himself down on top of it, sighing angrily. His fist bangs on the nearby bedside table and he closes his eyes, enjoying the feel of the pain. That is a hells of a lot easier to concentrate on than any stupid feelings. Hells of a lot ( Read more... )

1. Tahiri Veila. Zekk really loves to either flirt with her, tease her, annoy her, kiss her, and um, yeah, the list goes on. She’s the only other girl aside from Jaina he’s liked in a more than friends way, and he’s definitely falling for her (even if he’s still sort of reluctant to admit it). So spending time (and wanting to spend time) with ( Read more... )

The cold air blows by and Jaina hugs the poncho closer to her body as she stares out at the lake. She hears someone utter a familiar curse, and the sensation of damp coldness creeps up her leg for a second or two ( Read more... )

1. He's smug about being Jaina's mindmate. Especially if he's ever around Jag ( Read more... )

Zekk reaches for the jar of tomo spice on the counter, blinking in the harsh afternoon light glaring in through the window. He twists open the lid, and starts to shake the spice over the karnan ribenes roast now sitting in the corning ware on top of the nanowave oven. Just like the recipe datachip that he and Jaina had found in the academy ( Read more... )

Zekk leans under the shadow of a small tree right off the border of the academy training grounds. He stands, arms crossed, the wind causing his cloak to make small ripples around his legs. There's a frown on his face, and he fights off the feeling of hunger - Lowbacca's somewhere nearby ( Read more... )

Zekk steps outside of the doorway, blinking in the harsh glow of the setting sun. Wait - setting sun? It had been morning when he had left. He frowns, running a hand through his ebony hair as he thinks, glancing down at his chronometer. According to the date on his time piece, almost two weeks had passed since he discovered Milliways ( Read more... )