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Jaina sighed. 'Hurry up Jag!' she thought. 'I don't want to dance with Zekk anymore than I would Kyp!'
"Hey, I resent that last comment!" said Zekk.
Jaina gasped, "Zekk, stay out of my mind!"
"It's hard not to when you're shouting." Zekk said, green eyes sparkling mischievously. Jaina rolled her eyes, and Zekk drew her closer to him. As if he sensed Jaina's discomfort, he pulled her closer yet, laughing.
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Jag felt sick watching the two Jedi dance. 'Is there something going on between the two of you that I should know about, Jaina?' he thought bitterly. He couldn't bear to watch it any longer, as Zekk pulled Jaina even closer and say something, laughing. 'Why won't this song hurry up and end?!' he thought. 'Well, I've got better things to do than stand here.' he thought bitterly. He turned and went to find his ship.
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"Ok, Zekk, the song's over! You can let go of me now!" said Jaina, irritated.
"Do I have to?" asked Zekk, pouting. Jaina stared at him, disbelieving. She wriggled out of his arms, and went to go find Jag. "Where is he?" she wondered aloud.
"Where is who?" asked Nika, one of the Rogues.
"Nika!" Jaina exclaimed, giving the Corellian girl a tight hug. "I, uh, well, I'm trying to find, um-"
"Jaina, spit it out already!" Nika exclaimed.
"Jag. I'm trying to find Jag."
"Oh, really? Why?" Nika inquired slightly. Jaina reddened slightly. 'Why am I blushing?!' she thought. "Uh, no reason." She said, shrugging.
"Uh-huh." Nika eyed her, disbelieving. "Well, I just saw him, he was headed that way." Jaina followed Nika's point to a darkened corner of the bay. 'Sith! He must have seen me dancing with Zekk!'
"Thanks, Nika, I appreciate it. Catch you later." And with that, Jaina took off towards where their ships sat. The music grew softer and softer as she got farther away. 'Hmm, I didn't realize we parked this far away from everything and everyone.' Jaina strolled over to where she saw a pair of legs sticking out from underneath Jag's fighter.
"Fel, what do you think you're doing under there?" she asked. He jumped, surprised, and Jaina could hear the thud as his head contacted with the ship. She could hear him mutter some curse. Jag crawled out from under there, rubbing his head.
"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to sneak up on people?" he grumbled.
"No." she said innocently, batting her eyelashes. Jaina gasped, "Jag! You're hurt! Let me see!"
He tried to protest, but he was bleeding just above an eyebrow from where he'd bashed his head. Jaina batted his hands away, but couldn't see much in the next to nonexistent light.
"Sparky, light, please!" she called to her droid, still sitting in her x- wing. The droid chirped, and obediently flashed a tiny beam of light down to where the two stood.
Jaina said, "Sit down. I can't see anything!" Jag dropped to the decking, obediently. Jaina pulled out a handkerchief, and swiped the blood away. She tromped over to her x-wing, and rummaged through the med kit to find a small bacta bandage. She pressed it to his forehead, and smiled, "There. All better." She wiped her hands on her flightsuit, and offered him a hand up.
"Thanks." he said.
"Welcome. Sorry 'bout that." she said sheepishly.
"Don't worry about it." he waved her apology away. They stood there in an awkward silence, but then Jaina asked, "What are you doing out here, anyways? You got the Vong to back off, if not for a little while! You're supposed to be partying!" Jag didn't meet her gaze, but looked away, shrugging.
"Oh." said Jaina accusingly, "You saw me and Zekk dancing. You're jealous, aren't you?"
"Jealous? Jealous of what?!" shot back Jag, his head snapping back to glare at her.
"You don't want to see me dancing with anyone else, do you?" Jaina narrowed her eyes.
"No! That's not it!" he shouted.
"Then what is it?!" she shouted back.
"None of your business!" he snapped.
"Yeah, right." snorted Jaina. "Fel, seriously, what's the problem?"
He didn't answer, just looked away.
"Jag?" she asked, softer. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing." he muttered hoarsely.
Jaina sighed. "Why do we have to fight about everything?" she murmured. Jag turned his head, and looked at her, an eyebrow raised.
'Oops. Did I really say that out loud?' she wondered. She could feel her cheeks burning.
"I was wondering the same thing, actually," he said quietly.
"You were?" whispered Jaina, surprise evident on her features.
"I was." Jag added just as softly. He stepped closer to her, to stare down into her brandy brown eyes. Jaina felt a jolt from head to toe.
"Oh." said Jaina, barely audible. His face drew nearer and nearer to hers. 'He's going to kiss me!' Jaina thought triumphantly. But, just before their lips touched, Jag's comlink went off. He stepped away, and fumbled with it. 'Sithspit!' thought Jaina.
"Colonel Fel here." Jag spoke into his comlink. He listened intently for a moment, and then nodded his head. "I'll be there momentarily. Fel out." He snapped his comlink off, and replaced it the pocket he'd pulled it out of.
"Jaina," he began, "They want me present for their planning session. They said, since my plan was so successful, that I need to plan the next one."
"Oh, ok. Will you at least escort me to the festivities?" Jaina inquired.
"Nothing could please me more." Jag bowed low to her, and offered her his arm. They headed over towards the dance floor again.
"I'll find you after the meeting, ok?" he whispered in her ear.
"Ok." Jaina grinned at him, and he trotted across the bay to a hallway.
"Sithspit!" she muttered to herself.
"What's the matter, Jaya?" asked Zekk.
"Don't call me Jaya!" she snarled.
"Touchy, touchy. I meant no offense." Zekk shrugged, putting his hands in the air. Jaina glared at him.
"Dance with me?" he asked her.
"No." she said.
"Please?"
"Buzz off."
"Come on, Jaina! Just this once?" he begged her.
"Boy, you really are desperate, aren't you?" she said.
"I am! Don't you feel bad for me? Won't you dance with me?"
"Fine, just this once. But, then, leave me alone!"
Zekk grinned as they made their way onto the dance floor. Jaina stayed distant from him during the whole song, and wouldn't talk to him, or even look at him.
"It's that Chiss, isn't it?"
"What?" she asked incredulously.
"He's the reason why you won't let me back into your life. Ever."
"What ever you say, Zekk." she said. She turned to look him in the face. He looked sad, and stung. Jaina rolled her eyes. But, she did fell kind of bad. He hadn't done anything wrong, tonight at least, to make her hate him.
"Well," he whispered, "I still love you. Remember that." Jaina looked at him again. 'Are there tears in his eyes, or is it just the lighting?' she thought, as he walked away. 'Oh, brother…'
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Jaina sighed. 'Hurry up Jag!' she thought. 'I don't want to dance with Zekk anymore than I would Kyp!'
"Hey, I resent that last comment!" said Zekk.
Jaina gasped, "Zekk, stay out of my mind!"
"It's hard not to when you're shouting." Zekk said, green eyes sparkling mischievously. Jaina rolled her eyes, and Zekk drew her closer to him. As if he sensed Jaina's discomfort, he pulled her closer yet, laughing.
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Jag felt sick watching the two Jedi dance. 'Is there something going on between the two of you that I should know about, Jaina?' he thought bitterly. He couldn't bear to watch it any longer, as Zekk pulled Jaina even closer and say something, laughing. 'Why won't this song hurry up and end?!' he thought. 'Well, I've got better things to do than stand here.' he thought bitterly. He turned and went to find his ship.
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"Ok, Zekk, the song's over! You can let go of me now!" said Jaina, irritated.
"Do I have to?" asked Zekk, pouting. Jaina stared at him, disbelieving. She wriggled out of his arms, and went to go find Jag. "Where is he?" she wondered aloud.
"Where is who?" asked Nika, one of the Rogues.
"Nika!" Jaina exclaimed, giving the Corellian girl a tight hug. "I, uh, well, I'm trying to find, um-"
"Jaina, spit it out already!" Nika exclaimed.
"Jag. I'm trying to find Jag."
"Oh, really? Why?" Nika inquired slightly. Jaina reddened slightly. 'Why am I blushing?!' she thought. "Uh, no reason." She said, shrugging.
"Uh-huh." Nika eyed her, disbelieving. "Well, I just saw him, he was headed that way." Jaina followed Nika's point to a darkened corner of the bay. 'Sith! He must have seen me dancing with Zekk!'
"Thanks, Nika, I appreciate it. Catch you later." And with that, Jaina took off towards where their ships sat. The music grew softer and softer as she got farther away. 'Hmm, I didn't realize we parked this far away from everything and everyone.' Jaina strolled over to where she saw a pair of legs sticking out from underneath Jag's fighter.
"Fel, what do you think you're doing under there?" she asked. He jumped, surprised, and Jaina could hear the thud as his head contacted with the ship. She could hear him mutter some curse. Jag crawled out from under there, rubbing his head.
"Didn't your mother ever teach you not to sneak up on people?" he grumbled.
"No." she said innocently, batting her eyelashes. Jaina gasped, "Jag! You're hurt! Let me see!"
He tried to protest, but he was bleeding just above an eyebrow from where he'd bashed his head. Jaina batted his hands away, but couldn't see much in the next to nonexistent light.
"Sparky, light, please!" she called to her droid, still sitting in her x- wing. The droid chirped, and obediently flashed a tiny beam of light down to where the two stood.
Jaina said, "Sit down. I can't see anything!" Jag dropped to the decking, obediently. Jaina pulled out a handkerchief, and swiped the blood away. She tromped over to her x-wing, and rummaged through the med kit to find a small bacta bandage. She pressed it to his forehead, and smiled, "There. All better." She wiped her hands on her flightsuit, and offered him a hand up.
"Thanks." he said.
"Welcome. Sorry 'bout that." she said sheepishly.
"Don't worry about it." he waved her apology away. They stood there in an awkward silence, but then Jaina asked, "What are you doing out here, anyways? You got the Vong to back off, if not for a little while! You're supposed to be partying!" Jag didn't meet her gaze, but looked away, shrugging.
"Oh." said Jaina accusingly, "You saw me and Zekk dancing. You're jealous, aren't you?"
"Jealous? Jealous of what?!" shot back Jag, his head snapping back to glare at her.
"You don't want to see me dancing with anyone else, do you?" Jaina narrowed her eyes.
"No! That's not it!" he shouted.
"Then what is it?!" she shouted back.
"None of your business!" he snapped.
"Yeah, right." snorted Jaina. "Fel, seriously, what's the problem?"
He didn't answer, just looked away.
"Jag?" she asked, softer. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing." he muttered hoarsely.
Jaina sighed. "Why do we have to fight about everything?" she murmured. Jag turned his head, and looked at her, an eyebrow raised.
'Oops. Did I really say that out loud?' she wondered. She could feel her cheeks burning.
"I was wondering the same thing, actually," he said quietly.
"You were?" whispered Jaina, surprise evident on her features.
"I was." Jag added just as softly. He stepped closer to her, to stare down into her brandy brown eyes. Jaina felt a jolt from head to toe.
"Oh." said Jaina, barely audible. His face drew nearer and nearer to hers. 'He's going to kiss me!' Jaina thought triumphantly. But, just before their lips touched, Jag's comlink went off. He stepped away, and fumbled with it. 'Sithspit!' thought Jaina.
"Colonel Fel here." Jag spoke into his comlink. He listened intently for a moment, and then nodded his head. "I'll be there momentarily. Fel out." He snapped his comlink off, and replaced it the pocket he'd pulled it out of.
"Jaina," he began, "They want me present for their planning session. They said, since my plan was so successful, that I need to plan the next one."
"Oh, ok. Will you at least escort me to the festivities?" Jaina inquired.
"Nothing could please me more." Jag bowed low to her, and offered her his arm. They headed over towards the dance floor again.
"I'll find you after the meeting, ok?" he whispered in her ear.
"Ok." Jaina grinned at him, and he trotted across the bay to a hallway.
"Sithspit!" she muttered to herself.
"What's the matter, Jaya?" asked Zekk.
"Don't call me Jaya!" she snarled.
"Touchy, touchy. I meant no offense." Zekk shrugged, putting his hands in the air. Jaina glared at him.
"Dance with me?" he asked her.
"No." she said.
"Please?"
"Buzz off."
"Come on, Jaina! Just this once?" he begged her.
"Boy, you really are desperate, aren't you?" she said.
"I am! Don't you feel bad for me? Won't you dance with me?"
"Fine, just this once. But, then, leave me alone!"
Zekk grinned as they made their way onto the dance floor. Jaina stayed distant from him during the whole song, and wouldn't talk to him, or even look at him.
"It's that Chiss, isn't it?"
"What?" she asked incredulously.
"He's the reason why you won't let me back into your life. Ever."
"What ever you say, Zekk." she said. She turned to look him in the face. He looked sad, and stung. Jaina rolled her eyes. But, she did fell kind of bad. He hadn't done anything wrong, tonight at least, to make her hate him.
"Well," he whispered, "I still love you. Remember that." Jaina looked at him again. 'Are there tears in his eyes, or is it just the lighting?' she thought, as he walked away. 'Oh, brother…'
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