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Tweak says, "I going to fight a hamsandwich"

Vi (slayervi) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-07-20 13:42:00

Entry tags:

jacen solo, vi

Who: Vi and Jacen
Where: The address he gave her
When: After the comm post
What: Something's not quite right
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete

It didn't take a prophetic dream to tell her something was off. There was an uneasy feeling in the bottom of her stomach as she shut the lid on the laptop and rose from her seat. Jacen asking for help, Jaina's implications. Yeah, something was definitely wrong and if she could help set it right, she'd help him out. Nevermind the suddenly complicated...nevermind. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail, pulled on her sneakers and coat, and started loading up with weapons. Two knives, a bottle of holy water, her cell phone. She ran over their positions in her mind, fingers brushing to make sure she knew where they were if it came down to a fight.

With a Jedi. She was halfway across the parking lot before she thought about checking Wikipedia, but wasn't sure if there had been any time. The less lightning flying around downtown Lawrence, the better. And she'd been training with Jacen. Hopefully confrontation just wasn't going to be necessary.

As Vi approached the address that he'd given her, the uneasy feeling in her stomach was only getting worse. She slipped one of the knives from its hiding place and into her coat sleeve, feeling a little more comfortable with it right at hand. Moving into the park, she glanced around, looking for Jacen.

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slayervi
2010-07-28 07:11 pm UTC (link)

This was becoming one of those times where her misses far outranked her hits, like when she'd first started training with her Watcher and he'd started her on target practice with the crossbow. That poor rabbit never stood a chance. But unlike that time, this time was a matter of life and...well, death wasn't immediate but pain could have been. She needed to get back to the others, tell them what was going on. Something! Not sit here and debate the nature of possession with the Jacen wannabe demon.

"This is one event where I don't want the best seat but thanks for asking," she said, her scowl deepening as he breezed past her attempt to get a plan out of him. The bad guys always had to brag! Why wasn't he bragging? Her head whipped around, frustration momentarily forgotten when he mentioned sleep. "What? Slee-"

The rest of the word never made it as it grew harder to breathe. Vi leaned forward, trying to suck in a deep breath but it was a losing battle. Stars started to dance in her vision before it grew dimmer and dimmer. By the time she slumped to the pavement, she was out cold.

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