Wellspring Arms | Tuesday

[flourish_or_perish]

It was honestly kind of impressive that Faye hadn't tried to sleep at work before.

But she'd had a big week last week, what with stowing away and learning all about how bad stormtroopers were at shooting people, and...look, Faye didn't really need an excuse to take a nap at work, but if anyone asked, she was still tired.

And yes, the meditation room would be a better spot for a nap, but sitting up here at the front with her sunglasses on provided an amazing cover for the moment. The pillow she'd grabbed might have slightly ruined the convincing effect, but still.

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[1000yearstoolate]

"Is that some kind of meditation?"

Seivarden wasn't here for either weapons or meditation, she had just happened to walk past and see Faye, and she had seen people try not to let it show they were nodding off at work before.

[flourish_or_perish]

Any hope Faye had had of being convincing was gone when she startled awake at Seivarden's voice, a hand flying up to grab her sunglasses before she could knock them off her face, and the other hand going to her holster.

"...oh, hi," she said, realizing it was just Seivarden, and sighed, trying to parse what it was that had been said to wake her up. "Ummmmmmmmmmmm...yes, I was meditating."

Fact: she had not been.

[1000yearstoolate]

"Is it going well?" she asked cheerfully, adding, not at all apologetically: "Sorry for interrupting."

[flourish_or_perish]

"It was Faye sighed testily. "I was...in a trance."

Sure.

[1000yearstoolate]

"Really? It sounds like you're very good at meditating."

Seivarden didn't believe her.

[flourish_or_perish]

"It's a gift," Faye told her with a little nod, pushing her sunglasses down her nose to look over them. "Sometimes I can even meditate in a crowded room."

Sometimes even in a room with just one bed for seven people, even.

[1000yearstoolate]

"Was that what you needed the bed for?"

Seivarden raised an eyebrow, smirking.

[flourish_or_perish]

"I mean, not exclusively," Faye replied, smirking back.

Like, Seivarden, you handed that to her.

[1000yearstoolate]

Seivarden snorted.

"So, late night last night?"

She wasn't going to keep pretending to believe that had been meditation.

[flourish_or_perish]

Faye waved a hand. "Late night every night. I took a trip last week and I'm still adjusting to being back."

Jet lag wasn't exactly a thing, where Faye was from, but it still always took her a little bit to get back into what passed for her routine after she went planet-hopping.

[1000yearstoolate]

"That was good timing," Seivarden noted. "I wish I had done that."

[flourish_or_perish]

"Yeah, I scooted out just as things were starting to look kinda gloomy," Faye admitted. "Why, did I miss anything fun?"

Faye didn't believe in catching up via radio when there were people around to talk to. Pff.

[1000yearstoolate]

"A week of misery," Seivarden muttered. "I hope you had a good time."

[flourish_or_perish]

"I did. Or at least, not a week of misery." A week of flirting rampantly with her boss's baby's adoptive grandfather and easily avoiding being shot, mostly. "How bad was it here?"

[1000yearstoolate]

"Let's not talk about it," Seivarden said, then asked, mostly to change the subject: "Where did you go?"

[flourish_or_perish]

That got a little curious lift of Faye's brows in response, but she was happy enough to go with it. "Nevarro?" she said slowly, trying to remember. (It was only the planet she'd spent most of a week; why bother learning the name?) "Where my boss is from. The guy with the armor and the little green kid."

[1000yearstoolate]

"The guy who goes to a bar with a helmet on and orders juice for his kid?" Seivarden asked. "The kid is adorable though."

The kid had been given plastic drink swords and cherries.

[flourish_or_perish]

"The kid is really cute," Faye agreed, and honestly, that was effusive for her and kids. "But yes, that guy. I haven't seen him take the helmet off either, for what it's worth."

And she'd tried! She'd spent multiple days hanging around the guy, even.

[1000yearstoolate]

"You went on a trip with him and he never took his helmet off?"

Seivarden wasn't sure she believed this.

[flourish_or_perish]

"I'm sure he did," Faye said, "in the bathroom or whatever."

It was called a fresher in Star Wars, Faye.

"But not where I could see, no."

[1000yearstoolate]

"A very private person?" Seivarden asked, wondering how well he got along with Faye.