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[jedipilot]

At an undisclosed table, there sits all the mun's pups except for Chloe, who was fortunate enough to get her own entrance post before the evil urgings of two muns (who shall not remain nameless, Cati and Eric!) talked this mun into posting all her remaining pups in at once.

So, we have a Jaina, sitting there sipping a hot cocoa (it's cold on

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[stuck_mynock]

Atton heads over to talk to Gavin, looking slightly worse for wear, but smiling nonetheless. He does, when he get there, toss a quickly made sockpuppet over towards Jaina's cocoa (for where there is Jaina, there must always be sockpuppets, it is a law of physics), and another at Zekk, though.

"Hey." He smiles, looking around for a chair. He'll probably just steal one from another table if there isn't one.

[jedizekk]

The sock puppet is more than enough to catch Zekk's attention and he snatches Jaina's up through the Force before she has a chance to dispose of it, and moves over towards her, sock puppet in each hand.

Let the teasing commence!

[jedipilot]

Jaina growls, glaring daggers at Atton.

[jawaswag]

Which of course, is enough to get Gavin to look at Atton, fear and worry in his eyes.

"Are you sure that's a smart idea?"

There are, for the record, no spare chairs at this table.

[i_love_kettch]

Wes wanders over to Gavin and Zekk, drops into a seat nearby, and peers at them.

While munching on an Oreo thoughtfully.

He says nothing, no. Just listens. Possibly slightly creepily.

[jawaswag]

"Um....Wes?"

This is creepy. Very creepy. Almost as scary as that living sock of Atton's.

This cannot be good.

[jedizekk]

Zekk, for his part, takes a little longer to notice Wes' appearence, and thus continues talking about his daring and dashing role in the Killik War.

Until he realizes Gavin isn't quite paying attention anymore and frowns. He turns around slowly, eying Wes with suspicion. "Yeah?"

[i_love_kettch]

"Oh, no," Wes says around a mouthful of cookie, "don't let me interrupt." He swallows. "Carry on. It's very interesting. I mean, a war with bugs. How exciting!"

[last_master]

Obi-Wan spots the clone commando and almost flinches, but manages not to let it show. If he's from after Order 66, hopefully someone's explained to him that jetii are off-limits here. And if he's from before it, I've nothing to worry about. So he strolls nonchalantly over to the Mando and waves. "Su'cuy, and well met."

[rc_1136]

Darman looks up from door watching to the man. No, not man. Jedi.

"General. Hello."

[last_master]

Obi-Wan bows. "Does my reputation precede me, or just my rank?"

[rc_1136]

Darman nods his head, removing the helmet and placing it carefully on the table. "You are a Jedi, sir. Unless you are a padawan, but by the look of you, I would assume not, that would make you General."

[hero_jack]

Jack, scooting past Klinger with a nod, and a slight weird look at the nightgown, plops down next to Kate with a grin. "Hey."

[noattachments]

"...that guy with a dress on is staring at me."

[hero_jack]

"'Cause you're pretty. Or he wants your salad." He kisses her cheek and steals a carrot.

I mean...he didn't steal a carrot! He's anti-salad! That crunching sound is a lie!

[noattachments]

The man doesn't stop staring as Kate digs her fork in to the salad, stabbing the last remaining carrot.

"He's in a dress, Jack."