KOTOR-verse. Random planet. ((not sure yet))

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Alora spins into a hands-free somersault, switching off one blade of her saber and deflecting blaster fire faster than the eye can track with the other.

-Master, I hate fighting living targets.... Ouch.-

She lands and eyes the incoming beings, wincing at the touch of darkness on them, then once more leaps into the air and spins herself into a living blur. Blaster fire glints off her armor, and adds new holes to the tattered jedi robe that's hanging off her shoulders.

-The communication window will be opening in....- She throws up both hands and watches with wide eyes as the power she feels surging through her pushes back the front wave of attackers. -...Five, four, three, two....-

"Canderous, back up!"

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"What? I can't pull off bald. My hair burnt off one time and proved it," he said, then angsted slightly. "My hair's not receeding, is it?"

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Alora only laughs harder.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

He frowned at her.

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"I'm sorry." She stops and puts her arms around him. "But... stop and think what you'd say if you heard one of the men saying that?"

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

He stopped and frowned, then looked sheepish.

"I'd... sympathize?" he tried.

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Merry dark eyes look up at him knowingly.

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"Alright, alright, but it's so much easier to judge when you have beautiful, thick, non-receding hair," he groaned.

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Alora shakes her head and reaches up to gently tug at his forelock. "You're so vain...."

[another-phace.livejournal.com]

"I can't help it," he said. "And... what's wrong with caring about how you look?"