Magic Box [3/28]

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The shop was tidy, so Shira didn't really have anything to clean and shipments had already been unpacked, so she didn't have anything to do there, either.

This just meant she was exploring the shelves and seeing if there was anything interesting-looking. Of course, any time she found something interesting, she was very careful with it. She had a healthy respect for forms of magic that were not her own, after all.

The Perk, Wednesday Morning

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Leia had stayed on the island after confronting her father. She was still too wound up to go home, and she wanted to talk to Ben, and Jaina as well if Anakin had called her like he offered. And Anakin (the younger one) again. And maybe Rory, too.

Anakin (the older one) she wasn't too sure about, and she couldn't very well drag him back to her galaxy to face trial for what he'd done when her version of him was still running around chopping off his children's limbs, freezing their would-be lovers, and subjugating the galaxy.

She hadn't slept well at all, so she was currently nursing a very strong cup of coffee as she tried to sort out her thoughts.

[ Jaina | Ben ]


[Open! Any mention of certain fathers being certain tall dark and scary Sith Lords is NFB.]

Caritas | Wednesday

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When Wednesday rolled around, Nathan was ready to fucking drink and drink well. Graduation was coming up which meant he had to decide what to do with his life (as his mum put it) and she hadn't liked his answer of 'fuck off and get wasted.'

She'd even sent him a package of university brochures that he'd lugged to work and that were currently spread out over the bar. Nathan wasn't looking at them though. He was using them as coasters.