It's been a while since Kira's wandered into the bar by herself, let alone with the twins ( Read more... )

Here's two faces that hasn't been around Milliways in awhile and what are they doing?

Well, Revan is currently sitting at the bar, sipping on a caffa as he feeds Kaelyn, whose sitting up on the counter, bits of cereal.

She keeps wanting "More!" and "More!" and he is but a slave to her will.

Completely botherable.

[ OOM: On Alderaan, where life has been relatively normal, Revan gets a brief glimpse into the future.]

[ OOM: Time passes on Alderaan and the twins grow a little older with each moment and learn new things...like their first words. N'aw.]

Someone's crying and it definitely isn't Revan ( Read more... )

Atton, at a booth, building a tower of cookies.

He's fixed his ship, worked off some stress, and has cookies. To say he's cheerful would be an understatement.

Botherable.

Kate had been helping Will lately but she was still worried for him. Especially after his mention of the past springtimes in Sherwood. So she was out back, going through a hard practice of katas and also some work on the punching bag. Throwing all her concern into her punches and kicks, keeping her focus sharp ( Read more... )

The door opens and...

There's a tiny figure near it where there once was a man walking through.

"..the kriff?!" comes a rather squeaky voice from the now rather plastic (or at least the clothes are), three and a half inches tall, Revan ( Read more... )

Four out of five nights in a week belong to a space port in Aldera for Revan, but the other night? That other night is his to do as he pleases ( Read more... )

There isn’t that much light in the Bar - it’s a bar, after all - but after Dantooine’s caves, it still is enough to blind Bastila. Though it can be argued that she’s blinking to fight back the tears that are threatening to roll down her cheeks, brought up by the searing pain from her leg, and not to adjust her vision to the light. Whichever it may ( Read more... )