[Thanks! I tried to get a big variety of all of my fandom obsessions. And...shall we split into the separate rooms?]

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((Have at it))

[:-)]

Reia exhaled as she sat down on her bed, trying to stop laughing.

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"Oh, knock it off," Siri muttered crossly, using the Force to throw a pillow at Reia and sitting cross-legged on her own bed. "It wasn't that funny."

"Oh, come on, now," said Reia, blocking the pillow with her hands, "I wasn't laughing at you, Siri. I was laughing at Obi-Wan's reaction...you have to admit - that was classic!"

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"Indeed it was." Eljaraj said, chuckling. She got on the couch, and looked to see Siri's reaction.

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"Sure it was..." Siri replied dryly. The mission hadn't even properly started, and it was already trying her. Yes, she and Obi-Wan had agreed years ago to not be in love, but there was only so much that even Jedi could do. The Council could hardly be blamed; they didn't even know. They would manage, of course -they always had when working together before- but Siri still couldn't help but feel that this mission would be a test for the both of them. "So, mind telling me exactly what it is we'll be doing here?" she abruptly asked, seeking something else for her mind to focus on. "I was a last-minute addition to the team, and my research was cut short by a certain...discovery."

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Reia sighed, then said in a quiet voice, "This is one of the Separatists' main supplementary planets - it's chock full of weapon and droid foundaries. Its industries thrive underground. My brother and I, however, collaborated to plan out this secret mission - we're disguised as, well...scoundrels. Smugglers, outlaws, anything and anyone they would want on their side. We're going to try to infiltrate the system itself, and hopefully they'll lead us to the two leaders, who we'll arrest. My brother's going to keep in touch via comlink, giving me explicit instructions. I'll have to give him notice when we think we're close, so he can have backup on standby if we find ourselves in a jam."

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"Hmm..." Siri mused, shifting her position slightly and chewing thoughtfully on a strand of hair. "My cover as 'Zora' was technically blown with the death of Krayn, but I may still have some connections in the underground. That type isn't typically very smart, anyway. Perhaps I can get us a few leads that way?"

"Perhaps," said Reia, shrugging, "But we have to be careful - no one can get ANY hint as to who we are. We could get killed in too many ways to comprehend here." She suddenly looked down as her comlink beeped. "'Scuse me for a moment," she said, rising and walking to a corner.

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"Trust me; I spent four years working with the lowest lowlifes conceivable," Siri replied, grinning wryly. "I've got a pretty vivid imagination."

After about five minutes, and a few heated, whispered arguments, Reia sighed and said, "All right, whatever," before shutting off her comlink. "All right, come on," she said, grabbing her blasters.

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Anakin wagged his head back and forth with a taunting smirk. "Sure, Master..what ever you say." He crossed his arms and cracked his neck side to side.

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Reia tightened her belt even more, and switched on the comlink. She took two small devices out of one of her pockets, then placed one in her ear, the other in her mouth, behind her molar. "Can you hear me?" she asked quietly.

"Loud and clear," said Ryan's voice.

"All right," she said, "Leaving the place right now." She gently pulled a bit of her long hair over her shoulder, letting it fall over her ear and cover the earpiece.

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