( ooc | well, i do only have two weeks of work left, then i'm on summer vacation for 2Β½ months, so now is the time to talk au shop. ;3 )
The clones are his saving grace. If not for their presence, Leia would have thrown the hilt of her lightsaber at his head while reminding him that father or not, they're about the same age.
He gets a mirthless look instead as she bends down to retrieve her outer robe, dabbing the fabric against the sweat that beaded up against her hairline. She doesn't know whether the Jedi on the Council had simply been holding back with her or if her father was a far more formidable opponent than any of them could ever hope to be, but he'd pushed her limits more than they ever did.
"Maybe later," she says, still a bit winded. "After you brief me on where we're headed."
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The clones are his saving grace. If not for their presence, Leia would have thrown the hilt of her lightsaber at his head while reminding him that father or not, they're about the same age.
He gets a mirthless look instead as she bends down to retrieve her outer robe, dabbing the fabric against the sweat that beaded up against her hairline. She doesn't know whether the Jedi on the Council had simply been holding back with her or if her father was a far more formidable opponent than any of them could ever hope to be, but he'd pushed her limits more than they ever did.
"Maybe later," she says, still a bit winded. "After you brief me on where we're headed."