Jaina: You both need to head to the refresher for a sanisteam. Not to put it too delicately, you stink.
Jag: After you.
Zekk: No, after you.
Jag: I'm smaller, so I stink less. A logical calculation. After you.
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hahahaha oh lord.
Jaina: Have you seen my new observer?
Hamner: Can you tell me where your mother is?
Jaina: Come down to the old youngling lecture hall, which he seems to think is a schoolroom for old younglings.
Hamner: Is that where your mother is?
Jaina: No, that's where he is. And you know, he's not to blame.
Hamner: Perhaps you know where your FATHER is, and could tell me, and he would know where your mother is.
Jaina: He's not to blame for looking like my brother Anakin.
Hamner: Your father? Of course he's to blame for looking like your brother. I would have thought it would relieve him. It does, most fathers.
Jaina: Master Hamner, please CONCENTRATE. Having an observer who looks like my brother can't be a coincidence. It's a cruel joke or an insult, and if my mother and father see him, it's going to make them feel very bad.
Hamner: Ah. Excellent. Where might your mother and father be, that they might see him?
Jaina (pointing): That one. Tarc.
Hamner: He DOES look like Anakin Solo.
Jaina: So you think it's a coincidence?
Hamner: You'd have to ask your father about that, too.
Jaina: No, no, that he was assigned to me.
Hamner: Oh. Really, I couldn't tell. The assignments are handled out of the Chief of State's office.
Jaina: Well, I want him swapped out for someone else.
Hamner: Then you shall have to contact the Chief of State's office. I am certain she will be receptive to the suggestion. The Jedi ARE among her favorite people.
Jaina (bristling): Do you have any dead relatives you'd like to be followed around by?
Hamner (taking her arm and leading her from the door calmly): You know, you have your mother's mouth. By which I do not mean that the configuration of your chin and lips resemble hers, though they do at certain angles, but that the things that come leaping out of your mouth-- words, invective, insults-- have a distinctive Organa family flavor to them.
Jaina: Thank you. What were you asking about Mom?
Hamner: Where she is.
Jaina: At home, I suspect.
Hamner (shaking his head): It appears that the Millennium Falcon took off for space at just past dawn this morning, with your father, your mother, and your adopted sister aboard.
Jaina: Oh. Well, perhaps they wanted to take Amelia out for a field trip.
Hamner: Into space.
Jaina: Pretty normal for my family.
Hamner: The comm recorder at their quarters, responding to my code, said to make requests for direct contact to the office of Lando Calrissian, Tendrando Arms.
Jaina: Well, there's your answer.
Hamner: And the office of Tendrando Arms says they do not know where Lando Calrissian is, but they will pass the message along. So I was wondering if you had any other means to get in touch with your mother, any back-door method.
Jaina (lying convincingly): No, I'm afraid not.
Hamner (seeming satisfied): Very well.
Jaina: I apologize, Master Hamner. Parents like mine, they stay out all hours, they never tell you where they're going, they keep secrets... They're making me old before my time.
Hamner (blinking and resisting the urge to throttle Jaina): VERY like your mother.
Jaina: I need to go off and contact the Chief of State's office. Can I help you with anything else?
Hamner: No, thank you, I've had all the help I can endure.
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“If you get knocked out, I’m not giving you mouth-to-mouth in front of Sansya.”
“… You’re very unpleasant for a Jedi.”
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And if anyone offers to sell you a deeb, Anakin, you’re too young. Lowbacca, it wouldn’t affect you. Jaina, you wouldn’t like it, and Jacen…you’re not allowed.
Leia Organa Solo (Star Wars: Invasion, Refugees TPB)
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my friend and I discussing favorite characters
Her: Ian. From the Host.
Me: He's good, but it's Anakin Solo, hands down.
Her: C'mon, it has to be someone who's ALIVE.
Me:
Her:
Me:
Her:
Me: Slap in the face. Go fall in a pit, jerk.
Her: uh...
Me: But I guess Jag Fel does fall in second.
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