The Jedi Dining Hall
Tables stand in rows in this large room. Several buffets with various kinds of foods gathered from many different planets stand waiting for anyone hungry enough to enjoy them.
Alina walked into the room, smiling at the many types of food avaliable here. She stood near the door, uncertain of where to start.
P'yativ swept into the room, passed by Alina and headed very purposefully towards where his favorites were. P'yativ heaped a too small plate high with food and sat down at a table.
With a laugh,
Alina hurried to the plates and put a couple of items on it and sat down opposite of P'yativ. She smiled at his overfilled plate. "Hungry much?"
"
All the time,"
P'yativ emphasized, tossing the empty plate on the table and kicking up his feet.
Taking a bite of something at random,
Alina made a face and tossed it back on the plate. "I almost forgot how the food here tastes. Not anything I really want to eat." She shoved the plate away and watched him.
P'yativ raised an eyebrow at Alina but it quickly broke into a smile. He hopped up pulled out his gold electrum lightsaber hilt and without igniting it, twirled it in his hands to issue a wordless challenge.
Alina stood slowly, her hand going to her lightsaber with an almost nervous expression. She removed it from her belt and carefully positioned it in her right hand, her finger ready to ignite it at a moment's notice, the blade pointed backwards.
P'yativ winked at Alina then dashed off towards the
The Padawan Training Room.
Alina rolled her eyes and followed him.
Day Two Posts
Alina hurried into the dining hall and picked up a plate, not even paying attention to what she put on it before she put the plate on the table and ate quickly.
Yativ made his selections much more carefully and sat down beside Alina with his favorites.
With a smile,
Alina finished her food and pushed the plate aside. "What are you planning on doing today?"
Yativ breathed deeply from anticipation. "We need to report to the council on our mission," he said as he ate a bite.
Alina frowned at the table. "Oh, yeah." She looked at P'yativ. "Can we leave out the fact that I completely lost my temper?"
Yativ assessed his food and waved his hand dismissively. "It was essential that we gain the intelligence that we did. Lives depend on it."
Alina cringed. "But I don't think it was essential that I kicked him quite that many times...Or took over his mind." She made a gagging face. "It was disgusting, by the way."
"You don't know that he didn't need the extra... well,
convincing,"
Yativ said with a grin. "And if his mind matched his looks..." he said with a disgusted shudder as he stood up.
Standing and giving Yativ a look,
Alina put her hand on his arm and transferred some of the images she had stolen from the Togruta's mind. Most of them were flashed of his imagination of Alina dancing in sheer garments. "It was that disgusting."
Yativ gave Alina a distasteful look. "Thank you for that. It was certainly very necessary."
Alina shrugged and walk to the door. "Those were the most innocent of the images," she said, not looking at him. A shudder ran through her body as she paused at the door. "And I didn't show you the ones he had of you."
Yativ's eyebrows shot up momentarily. "Ah, well. That's what you get out of the Seps... It's good we took care of him," he said.
Alina looked over at Yativ, an indecipherable look in her eyes. "Yeah. I guess." She looked down at the floor, then headed to the door again. "We should go report now." She went out and headed to the
The Jedi Masters' Council Chamber.
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