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[shaped_jeedai]

Tahiri is mad.

And on the lookout for pilots. Specifically, Wes Janson or Corran Horn. Because the word is that their prank war almost killed somebody, and that is Totally Not Cool.

She's got a lightsaber.

She may even have a half-starved Yuuzhan Vong creature or two in one of her jumpsuit pockets.

Beware.

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[i_love_kettch]

Wes Janson? Has a pretty strong survival instinct.

...

Unfortunately this does him no good whatsoever when he fails to see Tahiri.

He's sitting at a table, twisting Oreos apart, happily oblivious to anything bad involving him right now. Oh dear.

[shaped_jeedai]

Poor, poor Wes.

Tahiri stalks over to his table and sits down across from him. "What do you know about a patron called Snowball?"

She is totally Not Amused. But then again all of her weapons are switched off and in their appropriate... places, so perhaps the danger level is not as high as it could be.

[i_love_kettch]

Wes is mildly startled and tries to hide it, continuing to twist his current Oreo apart as he thinks.

"Snowball's the pig, right?"

Or was, he supposes. It's been a couple days, though.

[shaped_jeedai]

"He's the pig who got turned into a human who got turned back into a pig, apparently," she says, staring intently at Wes. She wants very much just to sneak inside his head and take the information she needs, even though she knows better. Perhaps she can intimidate him out of it.

Barefoot blondes in their early 20s are good at intimidation, right?

"Do you know anything about that?"

[jedipilot]

"Kriffing swear we didn't do anything to Zekk last night. We were just training last night."

Tahiri's anger is more than easy to pick up across the bar, where Jaina sits finishing a light breakfast of some sort of fruit. And, of course, she can't be more curious as to what started it.

[shaped_jeedai]

The comment takes Tahiri by surprise, focused as she was on finding Corran or Wes. The mental walls immediately go up, followed by an apologetic smile that doesn't touch her eyes.

"Sorry, didn't realize I was being so loud." She glances around the bar. "You seen Corran lately?"

[jedipilot]

"Nope," Jaina replies, draining the last of her blue milk. "What's up?"

[shaped_jeedai]

"I need to talk to him about his and Janson's little prank war. It's getting out of hand."

[stuck_mynock]

"You don't look at all happy, y'know that?" Atton says, sitting down next to her. "Zekk do something?" Beat. "Did you eat Zekk?"

Atton has odd leaps of logic, sometimes.

[shaped_jeedai]

"I haven't eaten anyone," she answers briefly, raising the mental shields just a bit higher. No use withdrawing completely from the Force just yet-- that would blind her to Corran, and she still needs to find him.

"You seen Corran Horn around?"

[stuck_mynock]

Atton notes the raising of the mental shields, and responds in kind by withdrawing from the Force completely. No sense doing things by halves.
"Can't say I have," Atton tilts his head. "Why?"

[shaped_jeedai]

"I need to talk to him."

She hopes he knows the mental shield thing isn't personal-- it's only polite not to broadcast the seething anger and rage at every Force-Sensitive in the place. Nobody wants a stranger's negative feelings in their heads.