Re: Team WTF
This was not what Jaina had expected when she’d accepted the harmless-looking little pill from that... guy. With the hair, and the piercings all over his face, and the happiest Force-sense she’d felt in a while. She’d expected happy - and even that she wouldn’t have been okay with trying if it weren’t for the fact that she was already more than pleasantly drunk, melting into the chair she’d planted herself in. So she’d accepted the pill, the ‘gift’ the grinning kid with the green in his hair and the giant pupils had delivered to her, and she’d taken it with her next drink.
...now, though, she was starting to think maybe that was a bad idea. She could hardly see straight, like she was wobbling around when she was sitting still, and that giant squid in the corner wasn’t going to go away on its own. She had to do something about it. No one else seemed to notice it, and she couldn’t sense it in the Force, and, just, as soon as she could figure out where her feet had gone she was going to go over there and have a serious talk with it about it’s behavior. Wiggling it’s tentacles around, draping itself over the backs of couches in the middle of a party... it was rude, was what it was. And after the Killiks, she didn’t really think anybody was going to take very well to a giant pink squid creature. It needed to go home.
And after she dealt with that, she’d deal with the moose she was pretty sure had walked into the kitchen ten minutes ago. Force only knew what kind of trouble a moose could get up to in there.
Earth parties were weird.
She finally managed to find her feet - they were right there, attached to her legs, draped over the arm of the chair - and stand up on them. Walking was a little harder, ‘cause the ground seemed to have turned into a giant spongey thing, but she managed, heading for the couch and the misbehaving squid, practically swimming through the crowded room and the syrupy air, moving in slow motion, or maybe everyone else was just moving really fast...
She was distracted from her target when she sensed, more than saw, everything come to an abrupt halt. She spun in place, trying to find the source of the stillness - and the source of the abrupt dark blot that had just grown. It had been there earlier, and she was pretty sure she’d been worried about it earlier, but then she hadn’t been anymore, and she hadn’t noticed, but this, now - she could feel it, and she headed off in that direction, floor squishing under her feet, following the crowd of curious partiers.
Oh, there was a guy floating in the air, and Cade was yelling at him, and he had his lightsaber, and, what? Was this... a thing? This must have been a thing, like something that wasn’t supposed to be going on. Cade wasn’t supposed to feel that dark, right? Right. And she didn’t think this was the pizza guy, and Cade was facing the wrong way to be fighting off that houseplant that had eyes and fangs, so obviously this wasn’t about that, either, which meant it was bad news.
She shoved past some people to stand at the edge of the group that had pretty much left a big empty ring of space around Cade and the floating ...soldier? Whatever he was. “Uh, heyyy,” Jaina started, and then gave up on words because they were hard to come up with, and her tongue felt weird and almost like it was foam. Stupid drugs. She didn’t have time to get them out of her system right now, she’d just have to improvise.
Using the Force to pull on his lightsaber would probably work, right? Right. If he didn’t have his lightsaber he wouldn’t kill that guy with it, and not killing that guy would be a good thing, and, so, right, yes. Good plan. Except reaching out with the Force felt like reaching out into some kind of wiggly ...thing that wiggled, that made it kinda hard to focus on the lightsaber. The end result was a couple of Force-pokes in Cade’s general direction before she finally got what she was looking for and pulled.