oh. i'm up for a bit of petty crime. [ decidedly, it's not petty here. ]
[ it's half an hour later that rey will hear a knock on the door of her apartment, a soft rapt rapt rapt because mal's not sure how people near the university feel about noise.
he probably looks like a hooligan to many of them, dressed in an oversized coat that's black with neon accents. not his own choice but he does get the value of blending in.
when rey does open the door, he offers an easy smile as if they hadn't last spoken over the network and he'd stopped responding. it's strange to see her but distance has helped mal sort out his thoughts, feel less like he's talking to a heartrender as he sees her. ] You weren't joking about it paying off to be a student.
[When she opens the door to let him in it's very likely that she looks anything at all like a threat. She'd managed to find some comfortable clothes here for her days inside, has her hair down for once, and has even forgone shoes in her own apartment simply because the idea of not having to constantly have boots on to be ready to flee or fight is something she's finding oddly comfortable.
If the life of a student were always nothing but learning and lounging around in fancy homes she might decide to take it up in earnest, honestly.]
Engineering seems to be the thing that pays well. Come on.
[Standing aside to let him in, she motions to the low table in the living room that she's set up with a very small, very stolen meal. It had been easy enough to wander up to the Chacier house and ask one of the men outside to bring her something simple and easy to travel with, and with just a tiny push of the Force he'd agreed readily enough. Disappeared, come back out with a few sandwiches that may not have been much to anyone inside those fancy doors but looked like a feast to her the moment she'd unwrapped the package and set everything out for herself and for Mal.
There's even a little kettle already heating up and two cups for the tea.]
Hopefully this will do until we can go back to the ship. I miss vegetables. Did you know Clara has a garden in the sunlight room?
Think there's something to that? [ mal raises an eyebrow at that, as he steps into her home. ravkan soldiers wear their boots at all times but mal notes that rey's not wearing shoes so slips out of his inside.
it feels strange, knowing it'd take some time to flee.
perhaps he's not adjusting as well as he could, not taking on the role of civilian instead of bodyguard and soldier well. after all, he used a familiar cover for the second time. at the table, his brows rise up his forehead. ] Is that actual food? [ he asks, excitement seeping into his voice.
the tea he's brought feels meager now for all the work he'd gone through to get it. ] She does? [ he asks, shaking himself out of the stupor of staring at real food. ] Didn't know that.
I know Clara more for... other things. [ like trying to drive a car from the backseat and using a raunchy romance novel to have him practice reading aloud. ]
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Date: 2022-07-09 05:38 pm (UTC)If you'd like to meet up, I have an apartment not far from the university. Apparently it pays quite well to be a top student here.
[Insert address here come on over buddy.]
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Date: 2022-07-13 03:57 am (UTC)[ it's half an hour later that rey will hear a knock on the door of her apartment, a soft rapt rapt rapt because mal's not sure how people near the university feel about noise.
he probably looks like a hooligan to many of them, dressed in an oversized coat that's black with neon accents. not his own choice but he does get the value of blending in.
when rey does open the door, he offers an easy smile as if they hadn't last spoken over the network and he'd stopped responding. it's strange to see her but distance has helped mal sort out his thoughts, feel less like he's talking to a heartrender as he sees her. ] You weren't joking about it paying off to be a student.
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Date: 2022-07-15 01:30 am (UTC)If the life of a student were always nothing but learning and lounging around in fancy homes she might decide to take it up in earnest, honestly.]
Engineering seems to be the thing that pays well. Come on.
[Standing aside to let him in, she motions to the low table in the living room that she's set up with a very small, very stolen meal. It had been easy enough to wander up to the Chacier house and ask one of the men outside to bring her something simple and easy to travel with, and with just a tiny push of the Force he'd agreed readily enough. Disappeared, come back out with a few sandwiches that may not have been much to anyone inside those fancy doors but looked like a feast to her the moment she'd unwrapped the package and set everything out for herself and for Mal.
There's even a little kettle already heating up and two cups for the tea.]
Hopefully this will do until we can go back to the ship. I miss vegetables. Did you know Clara has a garden in the sunlight room?
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Date: 2022-07-17 05:15 am (UTC)it feels strange, knowing it'd take some time to flee.
perhaps he's not adjusting as well as he could, not taking on the role of civilian instead of bodyguard and soldier well. after all, he used a familiar cover for the second time. at the table, his brows rise up his forehead. ] Is that actual food? [ he asks, excitement seeping into his voice.
the tea he's brought feels meager now for all the work he'd gone through to get it. ] She does? [ he asks, shaking himself out of the stupor of staring at real food. ] Didn't know that.
I know Clara more for... other things. [ like trying to drive a car from the backseat and using a raunchy romance novel to have him practice reading aloud. ]