Room 204 [afternoon]

[momslilassassin]

"Last load," Ben said from behind a pile of metal. "Think we could start our own branch of Stark's right here in the room?"

His side of his new room was already neatly organized--not that he had much that wasn't droid parts--and he was talking mostly to hide his nerves.

Given the room's other occupant, he wasn't sure why he was even trying.

[OOC: For the roommate, and then open!]

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[momslilassassin]

"I didn't want her to get too tired of me," he teased back.

[weetuskenraider]

"Well then." If he didn't stop her, she might just saunter in and drop onto the edge of his bed, and either way Ben was getting a puckish look. "Maybe you ought to have a little more faith in her, but I suppose it makes you awfully considerate."

[momslilassassin]

Ben was certainly not going to stop Tahiri from doing whatever was going to get her to give him that look. "I'm glad you're so understanding on her behalf," he said, leaning over to kiss her.

[weetuskenraider]

"I can be very understanding," she said smugly just before kissing him. "I mean, I could have given you a lot more of a hard time about this, but it was a busy weekend."

[momslilassassin]

"Did you meet anyone interesting or related to me?" Ben asked.

[weetuskenraider]

"Interesting, yes. Related to you, no," Tahiri said, leaning back on her hands. "Zayne and I were wondering if it was because we were prepared for the possibility this time."

[momslilassassin]

"That could be it," Ben said, then grinned. "Or Master Katarn's astral-ness is repelling all other Jedi."

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri was starting to be aware that she was a little twitchy, but hadn't yet figured out why. "He is Master Katarn," she agreed. It was a perfectly reasonable explanation to her. "How's the new little sibling?"

[momslilassassin]

"He doesn't have a mouth," Ben said quietly.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri stared at him and finally managed, "Well. That's new. That beats how mine thought she was in a mental institution."

[momslilassassin]

"...that's not all that odd a conclusion to jump to," Ben admitted.

[weetuskenraider]

"It really isn't," Tahiri mused. "Then again, she does have me for a big sibling."

[momslilassassin]

"You're not crazy," Ben declared. "What's her name?"

[weetuskenraider]

"Cyd Sherman. Nice girl, kind of jittery," Tahiri told him, frowning. Speaking of jittery . . .

[momslilassassin]

Ben tried to look normal and in control.

Being a Skywalker, this didn't work. "I can understand jittery," he said. "It's a lot to take in the first day."

[weetuskenraider]

"Yeah." Tahiri fidgeted and ran a hand through her hair, then blurted out, "I wish she'd just leave me alone."

Way to segue there, Tahiri.

[momslilassassin]

Ben reached for her hand immediately, looking concerned. "Is she getting even louder?"

[weetuskenraider]

"She is right now," she mumbled, looking down but squeezing his hand.

Sithspit, all the machinery. That had to be it.

[momslilassassin]

Ben glanced around the room, trying to figure out the cause.

"The droid parts," he said, sounding mortified.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri nodded briefly. "I don't care. She can get used to it," she said through her teeth.

[momslilassassin]

"Is she hurting you?" Ben asked, Force-sense going over-protective and worried.

[weetuskenraider]

"No," Tahiri answered decisively. "Just complaining really, really loud. Why now, though, I don't know."

[momslilassassin]

Shhhhh, Ben directed at the little Riina space in Tahiri's essence. "Think you should talk to Karla about it?" he replied.

[weetuskenraider]

"Maybe." Tahiri remembered what Jaina had said about that version of her being in really bad shape. And then Tara's questions about her aura. "I don't want to risk making her worse, but . . . if I can't get rid of her, Ben, I don't know what that's going to do to me."

[momslilassassin]

Ben pulled her into his lap. "We'll figure it out," he said quietly. "I'm not going anywhere, and neither are you. She's just going to have to learn that she's not winning here."