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Feb. 4th, 2018 09:03 pm"How is it, Zeb?"
He looks up to Hera as she steps into the galley. His leg is still splintered – a day in a bacta tank would've fixed it up quickly, but it's not always easy to find a neutral med station. Especially for a Lasat.
"I'll get over it," he grumbles. "Thanks for picking up those medpacks."
"Of course." She moves from the threshold, revealing Chopper behind her. The droid trundles over to Zeb, photoreceptor swinging to examine the Dejarik game he's been playing, while Hera opens a cupboard to collect cups.
"We having a meeting?" Zeb asks, spotting that she's carrying three cups. Hera turns back to him, her lips pressing into a wry smile.
"Actually, we have a job."
Zeb doesn't notice as Chopper plugs into the Dejarik board, and starts moving the hologram creatures to attack. "Really? Now?"
"We can't really wait on this one." Hera walks across the galley, carrying the cups to the caf machine. "Kanan will be along soon."
He looks up to Hera as she steps into the galley. His leg is still splintered – a day in a bacta tank would've fixed it up quickly, but it's not always easy to find a neutral med station. Especially for a Lasat.
"I'll get over it," he grumbles. "Thanks for picking up those medpacks."
"Of course." She moves from the threshold, revealing Chopper behind her. The droid trundles over to Zeb, photoreceptor swinging to examine the Dejarik game he's been playing, while Hera opens a cupboard to collect cups.
"We having a meeting?" Zeb asks, spotting that she's carrying three cups. Hera turns back to him, her lips pressing into a wry smile.
"Actually, we have a job."
Zeb doesn't notice as Chopper plugs into the Dejarik board, and starts moving the hologram creatures to attack. "Really? Now?"
"We can't really wait on this one." Hera walks across the galley, carrying the cups to the caf machine. "Kanan will be along soon."
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