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carr3107 Registered: May '08	Date Posted: 1/15 8:13pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 15th - Date Edited: 1/15 8:15pm (1 edits total) Edited By: carr3107
	TKeira_Lex posted: There was a long pause on the other end. “Is she there?” Leia bit her lip; she really didn’t want to lie. “Just lots of things popping up unexpectedly. She and her father have it under control.” “Yes, for me, too. Will you please let her know I called?” Jag's not going to overreact and think Jaina's bailing on this wedding too, I hope. Now Han is a party to both Jag and Jaina's respective schemes. Whatever they may be. So much to like. Balki! LOL. The moment when she finds The Dress. Everybody cries. It's expected. The corset....spot on, right down to "He'll manage." (even if he couldn't, I'm sure Jaina would help him). Do we at least get a hint of what color the dress is? I love Leia. "Soontir, your security is overbearing and excessive and they still flunked. This really won't do." Did Raul diss Jag's Twin Suns T-Shirt as "those rags the Imperials give you to wear?" In the literal sense, that's probably true, but Jaina evidently has done some growing up. I know you're evil and all, but I'm missing Jaina and Jag in the same scene. Slightly off topic, my cousin is getting married tomorrow. Her mother called me at noon asking for the name of the florist who did my flowers 4 years ago because my cousin had not ordered flowers. Make sure someone remembers the flowers.
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Chimpo_the_Sith Title: FanForce CR FF Poland Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 1/16 8:38am Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 15th
	Two great posts ( It's short but straight to the point ) -----signature----- You can read this? Good you don't need glasses
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EmpressJainaSoloFel Registered: Jan '09	Date Posted: 1/16 10:59pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 15th
	Lol, love the arm!! This sure brings back memories of trying on my wedding dress... -----signature----- Current Fic: A Father's Heart http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30173995/p1/?12
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jaina-Fett Registered: Jan '08	Date Posted: 1/17 6:43pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 15th
	Oh my gosh that was HILARIOUS. Raul was too good to be true, you got the classic eccentric dress maker down to a T. Leia's reaction to the arm was perfect, and the mother daughter interaction was so heartwarming. This was the best update yet, I just can't wait for the next update. -----signature----- "When as old as me you where , look as good you didn't " -Pink Five
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GrandMasterKatarn Registered: Feb '08	Date Posted: 1/17 10:19pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 15th - Date Edited: 1/17 10:20pm (1 edits total) Edited By: GrandMasterKatarn
	I'm liking this. More soon, please. -----signature----- Who is Kyle Katarn? Okay, picture a god. Now imagine that god has a god. Now imagine someone beat that god up. That person is Kyle Katarn. He's so awesome, there's really no way for me to accurately put into words just how awesome he is. --YodaKenobi
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TKeira_Lex Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 1/19 5:58am Subject: Return to Bolis Island - Author replies 1/19
	Good Morning! Time for some replies… blurt: Leia hiding the Vong arm and the dressmaker were too funny, but how could you not describe the dress?! Glad you liked the arm and dressmaker. Um, yeah about the dress. I’m evil that way. You’ll get a description soon enough. The dress was sort of an issue in Union too so we were hoping to sort of hark back to that suspense around the dress in that comic. oldjedinurse: I have only one complaint...this chapter was too short!! But it wasn’t It was 9 pages in Word! But I get it, you just didn’t want it to end. More soon, my friend. Leia handling Imperial Security -- the guys in grey are so out of their league! Yeah, they are Pure Jaina: the Vong arm, climbing back in over the railing, the "how to work this thing" question. Perfect! She’s a hoot to write sometimes because she’ll do things most of us wouldn’t. New Jaina: not slamming the dressmaker over the "bustier" comment, and best of all, the tears when she tried on the dress. I know you must have more chaos planned, but I love that Jaina loves her dress--even briefly. More chaos? Us? [face_innocent] Delicious chapter. Thanks, you two! Delicious Gloria: Not that her daughter needs protection, but it's a lovely thought on behalf of Mum. Moms can’t help that protective side. Ew. That’s what I thought. Ick! I am beginning to like this little, colourful-robed fellow. I keep thinking Martin Short in Father of the Bride, but crazier like the superstar costume designer in the Incredibles. A delightful and darling chapter! Thanks so much TheSwordJainaSoloFel: Great update! I love how you guys wrote this. You showed the Jaina that everyone sees; climbing in through the window , the 'there will be no crying' remark, and her refusal to change infront of Raul . But I also love how you showed Jaina's more senitive side, her tearing up when she hugged Leia and Jaina's reaction to seeing herself in her wedding dress. Jaina has some great tender moments in the EU but they get lost in her tough persona. I almost cried when she blew her parents the kiss before hopping that dropsuit down to Nickel One. So I enjoy writing that part of her. I think it really hit home to Jaina that she's (finally) marrying Jag when she saw the dress, I know it did for me. Yes I think it did. She might get one moment of happiness – finally. Something she’s wanted. I went from laughing at Raul, to being choked up at Leia's emotions about Jaina, and I think I was even holding my breath until I saw Jaina in her dress. I love when we get that type of reaction like holding the breath because I love books where I read with that much anticipation. So thanks I forget that this is fanfic. BA: Gah! Why am I not surprised that ya'll stopped before describing the dress? Muwaahaahaa Hehe, love that Leia got around those guards. But seriously, they definitely need training in how to deal with Jedi. Yes, some boot to the head training. Oh, my that dressmaker is funny. And I'm surprised Jaina didn't slap him. Hn, maybe she is growing up. Growing up a little. Solo_and_Fel: Those Solo women love the invisible Force wall. It’s useful. I wish I could do that at times. carr3107: Jag's not going to overreact and think Jaina's bailing on this wedding too, I hope. Why would he ever do that? The moment when she finds The Dress. Everybody cries. It's expected. The corset....spot on, right down to "He'll manage." (even if he couldn't, I'm sure Jaina would help him). Yeah help with Force popping seams Do we at least get a hint of what color the dress is? Yes, it’s in the Teaser Trailer at the beginning of the thread. I love Leia. "Soontir, your security is overbearing and excessive and they still flunked. This really won't do." I love that Excessive and overbearing are the ISS to a T! Did Raul diss Jag's Twin Suns T-Shirt as "those rags the Imperials give you to wear?" In the literal sense, that's probably true, but Jaina evidently has done some growing up. Actually Jaina’s cleaned up while Leia stalled so no T-shirt. True Imp rags, like a top and shirt I know you're evil and all, but I'm missing Jaina and Jag in the same scene. Next post I promise and there will be a little heat too. Slightly off topic, my cousin is getting married tomorrow. Her mother called me at noon asking for the name of the florist who did my flowers 4 years ago because my cousin had not ordered flowers. Make sure someone remembers the flowers. You don’t know how funny it is that you mentioned that. I can’t say more without giving too much away but we’ll all have a good laugh about it later in the story. I hope your cousin got her flowers. I know I spent too long on mine. Colors, meanings, etc and then the florist upped and moved so I had to do it again. The next florist was a bit like Raul. He had a lapdog he carried everywhere and he refused to let me call my colors blue and pink; they were royal and blush. The man about fainted when I told him the church I was getting married in because it had ugly carpet and was very modern. Not my choice but it had been my home town church. I would have preferred a more traditional church. Turned out for all his dramatic tendencies the flowers were perfect. So that’s why I’m sure Raul will make this work. Chimpo_the_Sith: Two great posts ( It's short but straight to the point ) Thanks, ImpBoy EmpressJainaSoloFel: This sure brings back memories of trying on my wedding dress... I know it did for me. My friends said you would know when you put the dress on if it was the one. And I did. Mine was like a princess dress. jaina-Fett: Oh my gosh that was HILARIOUS. Awesome! Raul was too good to be true, you got the classic eccentric dress maker down to a T. He was very vivid in my head from early on in the discussions of this story. So he just jumped onto the page. Leia's reaction to the arm was perfect, and the mother daughter interaction was so heartwarming. Only Leia could see an arm and be that okay with it. This was the best update yet, I just can't wait for the next update. Thanks so much! GrandMasterKatarn: I'm liking this. Hi! We’re glad you’re enjoying this. More soon, please. Thursday for sure Thanks again for all the great replies. ~T’Keira -----signature----- Jag grinned that sexy halfcocked smile only he was capable of. “I love it when you talk dirty.” Glowering, Jaina said, “I don’t envision you enjoying it. I’m picturing it –” “Rough?” “Exactly.”
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tahiriveilax Registered: Oct '08	Date Posted: 1/20 5:37pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 15th
	I just read this then and I love it, what a great story. Keep it up, and if you have a PM list, put me on it. Thanks. -----signature----- Anakin Solo "But… it was so artistically done." - Grand Admiral Thrawn "What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul?" - Matthew 16:26
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TKeira_Lex Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 1/22 12:29pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 15th
	tahiriveilax posted: I just read this then and I love it, what a great story. Keep it up, and if you have a PM list, put me on it. Thanks. Welcome! We're glad you like it. The next post will be up later today. We had some trouble deciding what to put where in the order since some scenes run almost simultaneously. A little tinkering with the ideas got us where we wanted. We're cleaning up the post this afternoon and expect it up tonight. In the meantime I will put a teaser up in the Cantina with some J/J. -----signature----- Jag grinned that sexy halfcocked smile only he was capable of. “I love it when you talk dirty.” Glowering, Jaina said, “I don’t envision you enjoying it. I’m picturing it –” “Rough?” “Exactly.”
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TKeira_Lex Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 1/22 5:27pm Subject: Return to Bolis Island - Chapter Six
	Chapter Six Perched cross-legged on a synthleather rolling chair at the desk stationed in the corridor outside their suite, Jaina entered a few finishing touches into her memo. After one final skim, she transmitted it. Then she straightened, arching her back and rolling her neck against the discomfort that had settled into her body. Finally she achieved a distinct pop in her vertebrae, and sighed. Only then did she glance at the timestamp displayed on the datapad before her. She had been there for a while. Still, better to be thorough than complacent. Despite all the security measures, an assassin had managed to gain access to their suite. What if she had been gone, and it had been Jag lying in the bed… Jaina squeezed her eyes shut, willing the horrific thought from her brain. Down the hall, she heard the distinct ping of another datapad receiving a transmission. Forcing a polite smile, she called out to the security officer in possession of that datapad. “Major Fiore, that will be my notes on the improvements to the security protocols which need to be implemented.” When the tall man didn’t immediately look to his pad, she added, “I’ve copied my fiancé, his brother and the Grand Moff, of course.” This brought him around, and he raised the datapad up, eyes darting as he read. His brow furrowed once, followed by a clench in his jaw – not to mention the simmering distrust and anger rolling off the man in waves. So Jaina wasn’t at all surprised when he raised his blue-eyed stare and voiced his opinion. “Snipers on the northwest and southeast corners? Seems a bit excessive. It’s not like someone can climb up to these suites.” And that was the problem with ISS security protocols. For the most part, the population of the Remnant was human. While they occasionally fought non-human foes, they still assumed that all their adversaries thought like humans, if not Imperial humans. Everything about this man’s training and career left him all but completely incapable of comprehending just how easy it had been for her attacker to make that climb. Not that Jaina had actually mentioned this morning’s attack – much less the intruder or his methods – in her report, of course. Unfortunately, nothing short of actually telling him would get through his thick skull. If Soontir was really going to usher in a new age for the Empire, years of close-minded thinking needed to be broken down. At least he was used to dealing with Chiss, an alien society, and would be open to change. The ISS was going to be a much tougher nut to crack. And if they didn’t adapt to these dangerous times, someone close to Jaina was going to get hurt. Then, abruptly, inspiration struck. Jaina rose and walked toward the lift. “Where are you going?” Fiore moved to follow her. “Down. I’m going to show you just how wrong you are.” Stopping at the lift, she punched its call button. The door began to whisk open immediately as she glanced over her shoulder at the doubt-filled security officer. “I’ll be back up in a few.” “Would you like some company on the way, then?” asked a familiar voice from inside the lift. “Jag.” Jaina faced him just in time to find herself engulfed in his arms. “I missed you.” The strength of his embrace confirmed the sentiment. She hugged him back. “I missed you, too.” He stepped back, quickly eyeing the security officer before turning his attention back to her. “Where are you off to?” “To prove a point.” She cast a meaningful glance in the officer’s direction. “The major and I have something of a disagreement on several details of the security measures.” “Sir, respectfully…” Then Fiore obviously reconsidered, and Jaina even didn’t have to look to know Jag had donned the Fel-means-business face. “I’ll discuss Lady Solo’s suggestions with your brother at our next status briefing.” She shook her head. “Not good enough. Why don’t you tell my fiancé what I was off to do.” Fiore clenched his teeth, holding his silence. “Major?” Jag said sternly. “Apparently, to prove that it was possible to scale the resort tower.” When Jag remained stone-faced at the major’s admission, he prattled on. “Of course, Lady Solo is an accomplished Jedi. Her powers prove nothing about the capabilities of any ordinary threat. And it’s not as though there are legions of Sith Lords prowling the galaxy –” “Enough,” Jag growled. The major flushed, then snapped to attention. “I apologize.” It took Jaina a second to catch onto which part of the litany had triggered Jag’s offense. But somehow it didn’t strike the chord in Jaina that Jag apparently feared. In fact, Jaina felt Jacen so strongly in the place where their twin bond resided that Caedus now seemed only a hazy memory. For the first time Jaina knew her brother was out there somewhere in the Force, happy for her and these days ahead. A small smile formed on her lips, and she touched Jag on the forearm. “It’s all right. I’m sure he’ll see reason soon enough without me showing off.” She wrapped her arm in his. “Come inside and tell me all about the repulsorsurfing.” Briefly Jag’s green eyes searched hers before he inhaled a long, slow breath. “I’ll be right in.” With a tip of her head, she left him to administer whatever admonishment he felt necessary. Undoubtedly her recommendations would be implemented within the hour. She scoped out the living area, just to be sure one last time that there were no telltale signs of the earlier struggle. Despite herself, she chuckled. The dressmaker and his entourage had been far more disruptive than the Yuuzhan Vong warrior. Behind her the door closed, and Jag slipped up behind her. “I’ll tell you about the repulsorsurfing…” He breathed into her hair as his arms wrapped around her. “But first, you tell me about the dress.” She leaned back into him. “It went well.” “And?” “And how does it look?” “Fabulous, of course.” She affected an offended tone. “Why? What are you suggesting?” “No,” he said, not falling for it for a second. “I meant, what does it look like?” “That –” Jaina popped out of his embrace. “– is a secret, Jagged Fel.” “But I thought we agreed to share everything?” She sidled toward the bedroom. “Oh? Such as the purpose of your secret mission this morning?” “Point taken.” Jag followed, his long stride allowing him to catch her easily. Just inside the bedroom he snatched her hand, tugging Jaina to him. “You can’t fault a guy for wanting some mental image of his future bride in her wedding gown.” “No hints, flyboy. Expectations are hard enough to live up to.” Suddenly a vision popped into Jaina’s mind, clear as a Holonet broadcast, of her striding down the aisle wearing – The thud of her hand against his chest didn’t do justice to her outrage. “Put some clothes on me!” “I have a better idea. How about I take some off?” He grinned, then buried his face in her neck. The sensation of his lips teasing her pulse left Jaina momentarily speechless, save a little moan. Her pleasure was short-lived. Jag tore away, walking towards the refresher and yanking his shirt over his head. “I think I’ll shower.” After watching him disappear into the smaller room, Jaina flopped onto the bed and muttered, “Tease.” She shut her eyes and listened to the sound of running water. It took little for her to imagine Jag in quite the same predicament he had envisioned for her moments ago. Oh yes, Jaina was quite content to wait through his little delaying tactic. Patience was a Jedi virtue, after all. Rather quickly, the trickle of water ended and she sensed his presence exiting the refresher. Opening her eyes, she found Jag, wrapped in a towel from the waist down, standing at the foot of the bed. With a second towel, he rubbed the moisture from his hair. Her eyes ambled down across his hard chest, his riveted abs, his –swollen, yellow and blue mottled ribs?!? “What did you do to yourself this time?” He glanced down to the spot she was staring at. “One too many daring moves on the repulsorboard.” She sat up. “Showing off for the holojournalists?” “Actually, trying to keep pace with your dad.” Throwing the towel over his shoulder, he walked to the nearest dresser and rifled through the top drawer. “That man is truly crazy.” “Like you’re in any position to talk. I’ve seen some of the stunts you pull.” “No, Fels resist fear. There is a distinct difference between being fearless and being utterly irresponsible. Or perhaps utterly delusional. I still haven’t decided which one he was when your father reverse-looped into a double rotation, landing backwards.” He looked over his shoulder for a second and smiled. “You’re definitely your father’s daughter.” “Thanks, I think. I just hope those holojournalists got some footage. This I want to see.” Jaina watched Jag, now with fresh briefs in hand, move away from her toward the closet. He was obviously enjoying this little game of tuskcat and motimouse. Fine. She was perfectly happy to let him get dressed completely before she made him take all his clothes right back off… His clothes! In the closet! Jag’s fingers had just closed on the closet handle when Jaina sprang from the bed. Her back slammed the door closed not a second too soon. Trying to act casual despite her explosive maneuver, Jaina lifted her brown eyes and met Jag’s very self-satisfied smirk. Since he seemed none the wiser, Jaina played along with his game. “Why bother?” He rested a palm on the door just beside her head. “With clothes?” She arched an eyebrow in response, all the while pondering how she was going to keep Jag from finding the arm. In the meantime, Jag took her non-verbal response to heart and set about nibbling his way along her right earlobe. A shrill alarm saved Jaina from her own weak knees. “I’d better get that.” She didn’t dare move yet, though, lest he open the closet and find that blasted arm. The comlink alarm trilled a second time, and she made a snap decision. Spinning in place, Jaina strategically bumped Jag back with her hip, then blindly reached into the closet and grabbed for a pair of slacks and shirt. Lucky for her, Jag never wavered from dark on the bottom and white on top, so whatever she picked was bound to match. “Better get dressed. We still have lots on our plates today.” She stuffed the clothes into Jag’s arms, then barreled him over to the refresher. He barely had time to manage a half-spoken protest before she slammed the door shut in his face. Jaina blew her bangs as she waited a few heartbeats to be sure he wasn’t going to try and come back out. The comlink signaled again, and Jaina sprinted to the living room. Wedge. Catching her breath, she clicked it on. “Go ahead.” “Can you talk?” “Not really.” Her brain furiously pondered options. “Give me fifteen.” One click indicated Wedge’s acknowledgement before the line closed. By the time Jaina gathered her wits and strolled back into the bedroom, Jag emerged from the refresher, fully clothed. “So what else do we have on our plates?” “You –” Jaina moved in his direction. “– need to find your brother.” “Oh, no need to worry. The major has already begun to implement your suggestions.” Grabbing Jag by the hand, Jaina tugged him out of the bedroom. “I have no doubt of that.” She had tugged him all the way to the front door before he dug in his heels and stopped her. “No, you need to find your brother to make arrangements.” “For what exactly?” Jaina opened the door. “To share his room.” “What?!” Jag realized he had an audience – Major Fiore and one other security officer – and lowered his voice. “I have a perfectly good room right here, with you.” “You did.” Jaina propped her hands on her hips. “But I’ve been thinking, weddings are all about anticipation. Nights to remember and all that.” He reached out to embrace her, and spoke softly so only Jaina could hear him. “I assure you, Jay, our wedding night will be one to remember.” “Good,” she said, swatting his hands away. “See?” He tried again, reaching for her. “Then there’s no need –” Smiling, Jaina shoved Jag hard, sending him stumbling backward into the corridor. “No, it’ll be much better if we save our energy for the wedding night.” Jag just stood there, gaping at her. “Now, go find Cem, because I’m going to have Major Fiore here change the lock codes just to be sure you keep your end of the bargain.” Then, before he could say anything, she used the Force to shut the door in his face. ***** Next week - Han and Soontir bond -----signature----- Jag grinned that sexy halfcocked smile only he was capable of. “I love it when you talk dirty.” Glowering, Jaina said, “I don’t envision you enjoying it. I’m picturing it –” “Rough?” “Exactly.”
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tahiriveilax Registered: Oct '08	Date Posted: 1/22 6:32pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 22nd
	Geez, I'd be the same as Jag if my fiance just randomly kicked me out of my OWN apartment. Being a bit hot and cold Jaina. Nice post -----signature----- Anakin Solo "But… it was so artistically done." - Grand Admiral Thrawn "What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul?" - Matthew 16:26
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EmpressJainaSoloFel Registered: Jan '09	Date Posted: 1/22 6:37pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 22nd
	Awesome!! I got through a nasty day at work today reminding myself that a new post would be up tonight. I really enjoy how Jaina keeps hiding the arm and the image of Han Solo surfing is too great! Likewise the results when Jag tried to imitate -----signature----- Current Fic: A Father's Heart http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30173995/p1/?12
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oldjedinurse Registered: Oct '03	Date Posted: 1/22 7:05pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 22nd
	Imperials who can't stop being Imperials. Han surfing in competition with his son-in-law-to-be. Secrets. Jaina being Jaina. J/J being an eager couple. Lovely! -----signature----- Confidence is the feeling you have before you understand the situation.
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blurt Registered: Nov '08	Date Posted: 1/22 8:12pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 22nd
	Love the update! You'd think the Imps would take any security advice Jaina offered and be happy to have it. And, I bet Jag was regretting teasing Jaina the second she put him out. Hilarious!
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jade51999 Registered: Nov '99	Date Posted: 1/22 8:41pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 22nd
	That last post was great. I think I laughed out loud when you didn't describe the dress because OF COURSE you're saving that for when Jagged sees it for the first time. Hee! Loved the moment with 3po and the droid and Luke and Ben's introduction... Sorry it took so long to reply. DRL and such. -----signature----- Into Oblivion (L/M) Now Completed http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/30188512/p1/?0 Living in De'Nile, TKL Apts
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GrandMasterKatarn Registered: Feb '08	Date Posted: 1/22 9:54pm Subject: RE: Return to Bolis Island (post-LOTF, J/J wedding!!: Solos, Fels, and more) updated Jan 22nd
	“I’ll tell you about the repulsorsurfing…” He breathed into her hair as his arms wrapped around her. “But first, you tell me about the dress.” She leaned back into him. “It went well.” “And?” “And how does it look?” “Fabulous, of course.” She affected an offended tone. “Why? What are you suggesting?” “No,” he said, not falling for it for a second. “I meant, what does it look like?” “That –” Jaina popped out of his embrace. “– is a secret, Jagged Fel.” “But I thought we agreed to share everything?” She sidled toward the bedroom. “Oh? Such as the purpose of your secret mission this morning?” “Point taken.” Jag followed, his long stride allowing him to catch her easily. Just inside the bedroom he snatched her hand, tugging Jaina to him. “You can’t fault a guy for wanting some mental image of his future bride in her wedding gown.” “No hints, flyboy. Expectations are hard enough to live up to.” Suddenly a vision popped into Jaina’s mind, clear as a Holonet broadcast, of her striding down the aisle wearing – The thud of her hand against his chest didn’t do justice to her outrage. “Put some clothes on me!” “I have a better idea. How about I take some off?” He grinned, then buried his face in her neck. The sensation of his lips teasing her pulse left Jaina momentarily speechless, save a little moan. great ROTFLMAO moment. I nearly died of laughter. Poor Jag He never gets to have fun even before the wedding. Great post. PM me for the next one, please. -----signature----- Who is Kyle Katarn? Okay, picture a god. Now imagine that god has a god. Now imagine someone beat that god up. That person is Kyle Katarn. He's so awesome, there's really no way for me to accurately put into words just how awesome he is. --YodaKenobi
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