Room 209, Thursday evening

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Aeryn's actually looking forward to the Coruscant trip tomorrow. It's her first time offplanet in months, and to be completely honest, she's looking forward to seeing where Anakin comes from. That also means she has to pack a little. The door's open, only because she's finding that all of her things are spread between 209 and 238, and every time she thinks she has everything, there's one more thing she's forgotten.

Traveling- even for a night- was much easier when everything was standard issue.


[If anyone needs to talk to Aeryn, door's open for once.]

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John comes down the hall and leans in the doorway.

"One night, right?" John asks because she's told him but he's nervous anyway.

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Aeryn looks up at him. "Technically," she says, still folding a shirt to put in the bag. "We'll be back here the same day here. You won't even have time to miss me."

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"Not true," John says. "I'll find the time."

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The shirt makes its way into the bag, and Aeryn abandons packing for now. "There's no sense in it," she tells him. "I'm coming back. If I hadn't told you, you wouldn't even have known I was gone."

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"Again, not true." He looks at her intently. "I've got no workshops tomorrow. I come and try to find you and find you gone. Thank god you told me or I'd have freaked out."

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"I wouldn't have left without telling you, though, you know that," she says, not sure he does.

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"I know," he says. "I'm only a little worried."

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She frowns. "Why?"

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"Different planet," he says. "Can't tell what goes on there."

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"We're staying in a temple, with a whole slew of people like Anakin. It'll be fine," she assures him.

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"Are you taking anything?" John asks.

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"Change of clothes, basic necessities... And at some point some hair gel ended up in the bag, I'm not sure how."

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"You gel your hair?" John's boggling a little.

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"I may have tried it once when I pulled it back," she admits. "I don't normally. I don't like the way it makes my hair feel. Ignore that I just said that."

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Instead of ignoring it, John laughs. A lot.

"Just don't cut it."

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"Stop laughing or I might."

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"You'll be careful?" John asks, tucking his hands in his pockets.

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"I may be incapable of being anything else," Aeryn says. "Come here."

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He steps closer and smiles at her.

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She takes a step forward to kiss him lightly. "It will be fine," she tells him seriously, staying close.

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"I'm sure it will be," he says and shrugs one shoulder. "And when you're back, I'll believe that one hundred percent."

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"I think you just like being difficult," she says.

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"Sometimes," he admits. "Not when it comes to things like this."

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"I'll be fine." She squeezes his hand. "Fine, fine, fine. Really."

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"I didn't lose my crutches," he says and tightens his grip on her hand.