Jag and Jaina's apartment- Coruscant- Saturday
Jaina had been home for not even a full two weeks and she was already being sent off on a mission. She'd come home to grab some things, and now poor Jag was stuck listening to her bitch.
Though really, he'd known what he was getting into here when he married her.
"Earlier this year I was bored to death in meetings while everyone fought about everything, and now they decide to send me out?" she said. "I just got back."
"I find it interesting that you still complain about the Masters even when you are one," Jag noted calmly from the couch.
"I had plenty to say about the New Republic's chain of command even when I was a goddess in it," Jaina reminded him. "Same thing."
"If they kept you here and sent others out, you'd have more of a problem with that."
Jaina paused in her packing and said, "I don't really need you to be logical right now, I just need to complain."
"I can't turn the logic off," Jag said.
Despite herself, Jaina smiled and came over to sit next to him. "I don't mind going. It's just that I just got back. All the up and back that kept us from seeing each other was supposed to be over."
"There is always the old standby," he said, slipping an arm around her.
"I could quit?"
"You could. Though you won't. You have a duty and if you didn't do it you'd be miserable, and this kind of thing is just part of who we are together," Jag said. "You'll have Tahiri there, you'll have fun doing some incredibly dangerous things, and then you'll be back before you know it."
She nodded, accepting all those things as true. "I haven't even told you about how they've started bringing up me getting an apprentice."
Jag considered this, and frowned. "That's going to cramp your style."
"This is where I'm coming from," Jaina admitted. "It would give me practice in bossing children around." She decided not to bring up that she was a little worried about her job getting in the way of getting to that. That was a conversation for another time.
"You'd be a wonderful bad influence, teaching them how to steal speeders, telling the Council where to shove it, and then going off and doing your own thing anyway," Jag mused.
"Okay, I'm a little less sorry to leave you after that," Jaina said. Even though she couldn't deny any of it.
Though really, he'd known what he was getting into here when he married her.
"Earlier this year I was bored to death in meetings while everyone fought about everything, and now they decide to send me out?" she said. "I just got back."
"I find it interesting that you still complain about the Masters even when you are one," Jag noted calmly from the couch.
"I had plenty to say about the New Republic's chain of command even when I was a goddess in it," Jaina reminded him. "Same thing."
"If they kept you here and sent others out, you'd have more of a problem with that."
Jaina paused in her packing and said, "I don't really need you to be logical right now, I just need to complain."
"I can't turn the logic off," Jag said.
Despite herself, Jaina smiled and came over to sit next to him. "I don't mind going. It's just that I just got back. All the up and back that kept us from seeing each other was supposed to be over."
"There is always the old standby," he said, slipping an arm around her.
"I could quit?"
"You could. Though you won't. You have a duty and if you didn't do it you'd be miserable, and this kind of thing is just part of who we are together," Jag said. "You'll have Tahiri there, you'll have fun doing some incredibly dangerous things, and then you'll be back before you know it."
She nodded, accepting all those things as true. "I haven't even told you about how they've started bringing up me getting an apprentice."
Jag considered this, and frowned. "That's going to cramp your style."
"This is where I'm coming from," Jaina admitted. "It would give me practice in bossing children around." She decided not to bring up that she was a little worried about her job getting in the way of getting to that. That was a conversation for another time.
"You'd be a wonderful bad influence, teaching them how to steal speeders, telling the Council where to shove it, and then going off and doing your own thing anyway," Jag mused.
"Okay, I'm a little less sorry to leave you after that," Jaina said. Even though she couldn't deny any of it.