Room 210- Saturday morning

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine was absolutely over this. She could deal well enough with the clothing disappearing- her armor hadn't counted and she'd managed to find a rash guard in a tree that meant she was at least about as covered up as she always was.

The real problem was that the weather was kind of killing all of her outlets this week. Her warehouse was too dark and stuffy to work, it was too hot for painting without a disaster, and it even felt too gross to sit and read without focusing on how gross it was. This was starting to result in her being too annoyed to try anything, and since she was up too early because it had been already too hot to sleep, she was sitting on her bed with her sketchbook and drawing the things she wanted to paint but wasn't about to chance right now.

It probably wasn't really helping.


[Door and post so, so open. This is probably your only day to ever get answers out of her, mwahaha.]

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[unusual_sith]

Lana was, by now, down to a sports bra and shorts, and even using the Force to regulate her temperature...well, she could only keep it up for so long.

She looked into Sabine's room, nodded at Astrid, and groaned a bit theatrically. "It's as hot as Korriban out there, and nearly as humid as Dromund Kaas. If the power doesn't come back soon, I'm writing home to requisition a generator."

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"How long would that take and can you make it faster?" Sabine asked.

Not that she was suddenly worried about anything when she kept talking this morning.

[unusual_sith]

"That probably depends on what sort of mood Darth Vowrawn is in," Lana said. "I try not to annoy any Councillor more than necessary."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I can't blame you. I'd always feel like I was walking on eggshells," Sabine said.

Which she probably wouldn't have said outright normally.

[unusual_sith]

Lana, on the other hand, saw nothing unusual about it.

"More like dancing on them, but yes. I was going to give it one more day. How have you been doing?"

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"Not good! For some reason everything I don't want to say is falling out of my mouth and I hate it."

Sabine facepalmed.

[unusual_sith]

Lana frowned. "How do you mean?"

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"I mean Astrid ran off before we could start talking about families," Sabine said. "This is my least favorite day."

She'd rather be a toy. She'd rather face a goat man. She'd rather a whole summer in radiation over actually talking.

[unusual_sith]

"This is a Fandom thing?" Lana asked. "I don't remember this one." But then, outside of Sith politics, she believed in saying what she meant.

"Do you want me to go?" she offered. "I won't deny I'd be curious to ask you a lot of things, but I'd rather not damage our relationship."

Well, okay, she had rather meant to say 'friendship', so maybe there was something to this.

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"I don't want you to go. It's just hard," she said.

She should probably go.

But before she could stop herself, Sabine asked, "What are you curious about?"

[unusual_sith]

"Everything," Lana said. "How you grew up, what your time is like...what you plan on doing when we graduate, where you see us going..." She shrugged. "But I don't want you to tell me anything you'll regret."

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"I appreciate that," Sabine said, and realized, "That's a lot of things."

Maybe she was even less forthcoming than she thought.

[unusual_sith]

"I care a lot about you," Lana said, only blushing a little. "I want to know whatever I can."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

The blushing was still cute.

"And I want to tell you things. I want to be able to tell you things. But some of it I just can't."

[unusual_sith]

"I understand that," Lana said. "There's a lot about Korriban and my studies I can't tell you, either. Just...tell me what you can?" she suggested. "And what you want to."

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There was a moment of Sabine literally biting her tongue while she gauged it all.

"I don't want to talk about my family," she said, which wasn't how she'd wanted to phrase it, and she was kicking herself for that.

But that was okay, right? Other subjects were mostly fine? Probably? Or at least not actively harmful?

[unusual_sith]

Lana nodded. "That's fine. Unless you think we're likely to meet. I'm not dating them."

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"You're not going to meet them," Sabine said, shaking her head. "Anything else you can ask."

[unusual_sith]

Lana came in and sat down by Sabine. "So...we are dating, right?" It seemed like a good place to start. "I can call you my girlfriend?"

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"Yes, and yes," Sabine said, finding herself smiling at that.

She'd have given that answer any day.

[unusual_sith]

Lana smiled back. "Oh, good. I'd hate to be wrong, but we never really said anything, so I didn't want to assume. So..." She thought. "What are your plans after we graduate?"

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"I'm going back to help against the Empire." Which was something she'd known since she'd gotten the offer, but hadn't really advertised. "What are you going to do?"

[unusual_sith]

"I'm...going back to work for the Empire," Lana said, just a little sheepishly. "A different Empire, though."

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"But that's still a way off," Sabine said. "So we don't have to think about it yet. Right?"

[unusual_sith]

"I suppose not," Lana said. "But not talking about it won't make it change. The downside of Fandom, I suppose. Still - live in the moment."