The Gig, Sunday

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As Firekeeper and Blind Seer came to work today, they were confronted with... absolutely nothing unusual.

That was enough to make them both somewhat nervous. Fortunately, this nervousness did not last long, as it was about an hour into her shift that Firekeeper was pelted with a half-dozen apples. Apples that looked as if they'd each been painted a rainbow of colors. A quick examination revealed that no, it was not paint, and a tentative bite confirmed that despite the odd skin, they still did taste exactly as apples should.

The horses, unsurprisingly, were quite pleased by this particular development.

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Tahiri had been out climbing the Rocky Bits in a fit of nostalgia -- it wasn't exactly the Massassi temples on Yavin 4, but enough of a challenge in its own right -- and still sported light scratches on her arms and bare feet from the effort.

But she'd also brought along a nice big marrow bone for Blind Seer, and a strawberry-rhubarb pie for herself and Firekeeper.

"No random candy attacks today, I hope?" she called as she made her way into the Gig.

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"No candy," Firekeeper assured her. "Just strange apples." Because that was so much better.

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"Oh, is that all?" Tahiri held up the pie box and the bag from the butcher's shop. "Does that mean I shouldn't have brought food after all?"

She did not for a second think the answer might possibly be along the lines of 'no, you shouldn't have bothered.'

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"Apples," Firekeeper scoffed. "Is good enough for horses. Wolves need more." Never mind that she, at least, had been perfectly happy to snack on an apple before Tahiri had showed up. "What you bring?"

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"Apple pie," Tahiri said, completely deadpan. Never mind that it didn't look like one at all, and neither did the marrow bone.

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Nor did either of them smell like apples.

"Smell is not apple," Firekeeper pointed out.

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"Sure, ruin my joke with your keen senses," Tahiri said, sighing melodramatically. "All right, it's pie, but it's strawberry rhubarb. And a bone for Blind Seer, who wouldn't appreciate the baked goods as much. I'm afraid it's not as colorful as those apples, though."

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"Color not matter!" Firekeeper said quickly. "We take anyway. Thank you." She sat down on, well, the floor, since the stable was rather lacking in furniture, and gestured for Tahiri to do the same.

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As if Tahiri cared about furniture.

She laid the marrow bone out for Blind Seer, then wiped her hands carefully on the leg of her flightsuit and took a seat, presenting the pie to her friend with all due ceremony.

(Ceremony was due, after all. Because pie.)

"It's nice, isn't it, now that it's warming up enough to go without shoes again?"

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"Any longer and I may have risked toes falling off to do so anyway," Firekeeper complained. No, she wouldn't, but the waiting for the seasons to change again had been frustrating.

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"As if I believe that," scoffed Tahiri lightly; she dug into the bag for a plastic knife and started cutting into the pie crust carefully. "You're far too kriffing practical about your toes for that."

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"Would be hard to balance without them!" Firekeeper retorted, well, practically.

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"Uh huh. Even more so without any at all," Tahiri replied, grinning. "Aren't you the one who always insisted on that?"

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"Exactly!" Firekeeper nodded firmly. "I already must do with two legs instead of four. Legs with no toes make me even slower."

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"You do just fine with two legs," Tahiri told her. "Besides, I've seen plenty of beings with four who aren't half as fast as you."

. . . banthas don't count, Tahiri. That's not fair.

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"Probably big like elephants!" Firekeeper retorted with a scoff.

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". . . actually, just about, exactly," Tahiri admitted. "Although I wouldn't get in the way of a stampeding bantha myself."

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"Not unless you wish to be any shorter," Firekeeper smirked.

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"No, thank you. I earned those couple of centimeters I've gained," Tahiri shot back spiritedly.