Week Seven: Valin and Tahiri
Breakfast
She walked into the mess and pulled a tray off the stack. Sleepily she moved through the line taking items from the food dispensers. She yawned and turned to head toward a table when she ran directly into another sleepy Jedi.
"Ahh…" she exclaimed as her breakfast splattered all over his green robes.
"Can you be any clumsier?" he growled as he brushed at the mess. Then he looked up. "Tahiri?" he asked incredulously.
She nodded and looked at him. He was different, but then, five years will do that. "Valin Horn? Sorry about that. Like to join me?"
He laughed, "I think I already did."
Lunch
Moving along the wall of an alley, the Jedi team was waiting for the enemy to make a move. Suddenly his stomach growled. It was lunchtime.
Tahiri stopped and Valin moved closer to his partner and whispered into her ear, "Doesn't look like anything's happening. What you say we stop to eat?"
Tahiri shuddered at the feel of his hot breath on her face and ear. She turned toward him and found herself gazing into his grey eyes, but she snickered, "Your stomach, is that all you can think of?"
"Of course, I'm a growing boy."
"No, you're a growing pain."
Dinner
Valin led her to the edge of the lake where she saw a blanket with a picnic basket sitting on it. She smiled, "So, this is your surprise? Dinner by the lake?"
"Maybe." He grinned and helped her to sit on the blanket, "Maybe not."
He served her Corellian nerf steak and fine Naboo wine as the Corellian sun set over the lake. After they were finished, he held her. Then he gazed into her eyes, in a voice full of emotion he said, "Tahiri, I love you. Will you marry me?"
Tahiri fought happy tears as she answered, "Yes! I love you, Valin."
The kiss was passionate as a soft breeze brushed her hair.
Food
She couldn't believe this was happening. Her wedding day and the cook was ill—there wouldn't be any food at the reception.
She found the door to the room her groom was getting ready in. Her simple pail green dress bunched up into her hand, she punched the code and walked in.
Both Valin and Corran turned to stare at her. Finally, Valin said, "Tahiri, its bad luck for us to see each other—"
"Can it, Valin, we have a problem."
"What?" She could feel his sudden fear.
"There won't be any food."
"No food, but I'm starving."
She sighed, "Get a ration bar. Because that's what we'll be serving. The cook is sick."
Drink
He really needed a drink. Valin found a small café and walked in. He was exhausted but he knew he too excited to sleep; for, he just became a father.
Tahiri and their son were sleeping when he left them. He ordered caf and sat at a table in the corner then he pulled out the small holocam from his pocket. Valin Horn grinned from ear to ear as he looked upon his beautiful wife and their wonderful son, Kieran.
As he sipped his caf, he realized it was still early enough to order breakfast.
And then he laughed, to think it all started when she dumped hers all over him.
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