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[jaded_jedi]

[ OOM: He Doesn't Exist. {spoilers for Legacy of the Force: Betrayl}]

The door opens and one Jedi Master steps through, hair an unruly mess from sleep, in not much but a nightshift and simple robe, her feet bare. She yawns, blinks at the sudden light and sighs, shuffling towards an armchair.

Mmf. Something soft.

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[countofserenno]

Dooku happens to be sitting by the door when Mara walks in.

"Good evening, Mara Jade."

[jaded_jedi]

Mara blearily glances over at him. "Hullo."

[countofserenno]

Dooku looks over her quickly.

"You look tired. Do have a seat."

There is a gesture to the seat across from him.

[jaded_jedi]

She does. Yawning. "'m tired, yes."

[jedizekk]

Zekk had been sitting by the door most of the evening, debating whether to stay here or return to Ossus for a while. It's still kriffing spaced not to be Jaina's mindmate anymore, even with that Force connection between them.

Kriffing, vaping spaced. And while she has Fel to comfort her, he has no one.

But a smirk does go on his face when he sees Mara walk in and he snorts a laugh. "This isn't your bedroom, Master." Beat. "You look old."

[jaded_jedi]

"Ooooh. I'm going to kill you." Mara glares, from her curled-inna-ball position on the armchair. "I'm just tired, thankyouvery much."

Which is true, she does rarely show her age unless she's dead tired, or without makeup. Curses!

[jedizekk]

"Tired from what?"

He picks up his lomin ale and walks over from the booth to the armchair, kicking his legs up on a nearby table.

"Too much work at that Academy?"

[jaded_jedi]

"Too much of Luke freaking out and the GA deciding to explode in anger with Corellia." Mara says, still glaring at him.

[last_master]

He said he was going to tell other Jedi, didn't he? And here, as it happens, is another Jedi. So this is hereby Millitimed, by the powers waistcoated in me, to before the conversation with Zekk ends and she heads back to her time. Unless the Mara-mun refuses, in which case we can perpetrate this thread some other time.

"Jedi Jade," he greets her. "Have you been practicing 'saberwork here in the bar?"

[jaded_jedi]

[ooc: bah! sorry!]

"Er...not recently?" She yawns, blinking at the speaker. Huh. Obi-Wan. Not seen him in a while.

[last_master]

"You may wish to continue so. There's somebody in the bar whose world is evidently infested with literal demons. This person saw Master Mace Windu - you've heard of him, I trust - practicing, assumed only a demon could move so fast, and hit him with an attack that put him at the brink of death. I'm passing this warning on to every Jedi I recognise in the bar; you may wish to do the same."

[jaded_jedi]

"Ah...thank you." Mara nods, the information trying to get in her head. It really is. She'll wake up in the morning and remember it and ponder it and remember it.