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Joiner King summary....

Mostly out of order, but this still sums it up decently...

"I need a fleet."
"I need an heir,"
"Right, then."
"This is a one-time thing, remember?"
"Do I still get my fleet?"
"..."

"Why is it that you're still fully clothed and I'm pretty damn near naked?"
"Have to appease the fanboys, Leia's too old and Mara's too strong-willed."
"..."
"Hey, at least nothing happened."

"Five years. In all your wanderings, you never came across a comm station?"
"I was being all wanky and learning mysterious new ways to alienate everyone I meet."
"Still, you could have a least called to say you were all right."

"Right. As thrilling as this entire conversation is, I need to go get Lowie back. Remember, his ship got blown up and he went EV?"
"It's cold in space. He'll keep. Now, getting back to your irresponsible behavior..."

"Weren't you supposed to be dead?"
"You should know better by now."
"Well, we never did find your body."

"Isn't this so romantic? Just you, me, a few thousand bugs, and and a mind-meld gone all Sith. We're so OTP."
"Right, and if it weren't for the fact that the chemical composition of my brain is altered and that whole hive-mind mentality, I'd be castrating you with a spoon."
"More elbow sex?"
"Please."

Partially influenced by listening to the interview with Troy Denning, who half-justified writing Jaina so OoC, and with whom I share a certain disdain for Jacen.

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