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[empath_wiggin]

The door flies open, and a voice calls in. It's a young female voice, which is obviously being made to sound older than it is.

"I know you're in there, Skywalker! Come out and meet your doom!"Nothing happens for a moment, the door just hangs open. After a moment, a small black-cloaked figure walks in, with a red lightsabre brandished

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[jaded_jedi]

Mara looks at the girl. "Okay. I'm prepared to meet you. Now what?"

[empath_wiggin]

Val stares at her. "Who are you? You're not Peter, and you don't look like someone named Skywalker."

[jaded_jedi]

She shifts Ben onto her other shoulder. "Yeah, I said that one too, when we talked about me taking his name, but I did anyway. I'm Mara."

[empath_wiggin]

Val wrinkles her nose, and turns off the 'sabre, clipping it to her belt. "I'm Valentine. Why'd you take someone's name?" She looks curious. "And why was there talk involved? If you took his name cause you married him, then there shouldn't have been talk."

[abtruse_wiggin]

It's a good thing Peter's not by the door; otherwise, he wouldn't have had a moment to get over the surprise and collect himself.

Walking over, an eyebrow raised, he greets the girl. "Looking for a Skywalker, eh?"

[empath_wiggin]

"You look familiar. Who are you?" She waves the 'sabre at him. "And yes, I'm looking for a Skywalker. Well, ok, I'm looking for my brother who's pretending to be Anakin Skywalker at the moment, but why do you care?"

[abtruse_wiggin]

"Because you're waving a dangerous weapon around a bar that has a 'no fighting' policy." Peter brushes off the other question. And, you know, ignores the fact the thing's obviously a toy.

[empath_wiggin]

"It's a toy, stupid." She pokes it at him, and the light just goes through his arm harmlessly. "You must have the brains of a bugger to not be able to see that." She sticks her tongue out at him. "And who the frell are you. You're avoiding this question."

[empath_wiggin]

"And you have fire on your head, did you know that?" She sticks her tongue out at him. "You talk funny. I think I saw a vid once where people talked like that."

[empath_wiggin]

"Of course it's red hair. I'm not stupid, you know." She wrinkles her nose. "How the frell did you get in my brother's closet? I'm not surprised he has snarky people in there, though. He would."

[nitro_is_ace]

Ace, who has had a decidedly nice sort of day, looks up at the door opening. And does her best not to let her jaw hit the ground, as she doesn't want to be eating soup through a straw for the next month.
That cannot be who she thinks it is. However, the other options are decidedly more painful.

[empath_wiggin]

She blinks at the girl for a moment, then shrugs, going again on her quest to find out What The Frell is going on.

[nitro_is_ace]

Right. Damage control time. Since she has experience in time-travel, Ace elects herself.
"Er, 'ello there, are you lost?" Ace decides to try to get on the girl's good side first.

[empath_wiggin]

"Well, I don't think I am. I thought I was in my brother's closet, but this is obviously not my brother's closet. Where am I?" She blinks a moment. "And who are you?"

[timsbooks]

*Tim stares. Then sniffs the air. Then wanders over.*

Y'know, the skywalkers might not like that.....

[empath_wiggin]

"Since when do they care? They're in a vid." She stares at him. "And who're you? Why does my brother have you in his closet?"

[timsbooks]

*Tim bows.*

Sir Timothy Hunter at your service, wizard extrordinare. And the Skywalkers live around here. One is on staff, another is engaged to one of our waitresses.....

[empath_wiggin]

"You're a wizard? That's awesome. What kind of magic can you do?" She cocks her head at him. "One of the Skywalkers is engaged to a waitress? That's silly. I thought they had better taste than that. Skywalkers should marry Jedi. Or at the very least politicians like Anakin did." She nods.