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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"And sure of yourself," she says lightly. "How much is 'a whole lot'?"

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"A whole whole whole lot," he says. "More than anything."

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Aeryn goes back to watching him, hoping to make him nervous. Teasing him is a hobby, really.

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"Aeryn, please." He looks vaguely desperate. "The crutches gave me this wicked sore feeling under my armpits. I thought I had bruises or something, babe. It hurt to walk with them more than without. Look, am I bruised?"

He totally pulls off his shirt and sticks an arm up in the air.

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She closes the distance between them, looking him over. "No," she says.

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He actually stamps his foot. "Look closer!"

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She stares at him. "You're not bruised, John. Something can hurt without it causing bruises."

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"That's what happened to me!" He frowns at his arms. "Crutches suck!"

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"How's the foot?" she asks him, rubbing his side either reassuringly or patronizingly, she's not sure which. Probably the first thing.

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"It's okay," he says, looking at her warily.

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"No more hopping?"

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"No," he says. frowning at his foot. "I'm fine."

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She looks at his foot, too. "Are you expecting it to revolt?"

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"You're kinda mean," he points out.

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Aeryn nods, looking back up at him like she's wondering if this is news.

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He frowns. "You hurt my feelings."

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"How?" she asks.

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"I dunno." He grins again. "It just sounded like the right thing to say."

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"Not really," she says, but the corners of her mouth are turning up a little.

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"Be nice to me." He frowns. "You're leaving and I'll miss you lots."

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"I'll be back tomorrow," she tells him again. "Just a very short trip."

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"So, that means you gotta be nice to me," he says.

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"I'm not good at nice," she says.

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"Then kiss me instead."

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She doesn't even answer, just kisses him. It's much better than nice.