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goin' on an adventure! aka OH NOES THERE'S A SITH LOOSE ON THE SHIP | everywhere [OPEN]

[Bendy timed to right after the meet'n'greet, after this thread]

There were several doors leading out of the observation deck. Haley had chosen to exit through the one closest to them, as it seemed just as good as any of the others. A long greenish hall stretched before them, filled with the same humid air. There were doors leading off at fairly regular intervals. Haley cracked her knuckles and adjusted her hat, before turning with a smirk to her companion.

"So where to first, princess?"

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Ahh, an open path.

Ves closed her eyes and breathed the warm air as deeply as she could.

"I would like to see where the majority of passengers congregate during a typical day," she suggested. "How does that sound?"

Haley shook her head. Man this girl really did take the whole 'talking formal' thing all the way, didn't she? From the looks of her, she couldn't be any older than Haley was, and yet she sounded old enough to be someone's mom. Or, given how Haley's mom sounded, someone's grandmother maybe. Still, it was good to have a companion, so Haley merely grinned.

"Well sure I guess, but I mean, we're gonna have to wander around for a while before we figure out where that is, right?"

"Of course," she smirked. "Let's head down this hall for a while and see what we can find."

She gracefully offered a hand as they strode along. That's what she saw two witches of their age doing on Dathomir; surely it could be a recognizable gesture elsewhere, too.

The girl held out her hand. She held out her hand and Haley stared at her, are you fucking serious?? written loud and clear on Haley's face. But ... maybe this Vestara chick really was some kind of ... Haley didn't even know. Royalty didn't exist anymore, except for Princes William and Harry (or at least that's what Haley thought) but, the way Vestara talked ... maybe she was some rich boarding school brat or something, and they thought things as lame as holding hands were how things were done.

Vestara was the first person Haley had found in this place she could actually talk to, so Haley didn't feel like bursting the other girl's bubble, not right now. With a shrug, she reached out and took the other girl's hand, flashing her a smile. Haley's grip was firm, her palms noticeably calloused. It probably wouldn't help Vestara's view of her as some kind of crude commoner, even if the callouses had come from countless hours of gymnastics, instead of physical labor.

"Sure highness, let's go."

Was Ben stalking Vestara Khai? Yes. Did he feel guilty about it? No. She'd gone to ground lightning-fast on Dathomir, and Ben guessed that Stacy was as at least a big as a Star Destroyer, with more than enough room for a Sith to hide. Someone would have to tail her, and until he could talk to the rest of his family and the assorted group of Jedi and pilots Stacy had dragged from home, that someone would be him.

"Highness?" he echoed, coming up behind the girls. He didn't bother with subtlety, not when Vestara would see through it in a heartbeat and probably laugh about it. Annoyingly laugh about it. "Not unless she tricked royalty into adopting her since podpop."

Did Ves want to spin around and gut the heathen brat where he stood? Yes. Would this ruin her plans? Sadly, yes. She knew Ben wouldn't stop following her. That didn't mean she still couldn't have fun.

"Did you hear that, Hayley?" She swung their hands together higher and higher as they stepped along. "It sounds like the sweet voice of my Jedi friend, Ben Skywalker. I wonder if he'd care to join us."

"You're lying again," he said, rolling his eyes but keeping pace alongside them.

Haley glanced over at Ben, eyebrow raised. 'Jedi'? Wasn't that something from that one movie? She frowned as she tried to separate Star Wars and Star Trek in her head. Either way, if this kid was someone who ran around pretending like he was some hero from a sci fi movie, he deserved to be mocked. Haley smirked over at Vestara, allowing their hands to swing higher. "Jedi, huh? ... Hey, aren't they the ones with the laser swords and the sticks up their asses?"

Vestara nodded very solemnly. "Indeed, those are the ones we speak of."

Ben regretted having already rolled his eyes theatrically in this conversation. "You're fifty-fifty," he told the new girl, then pointed at Vestara. "And she's full of it."

Haley raised an eyebrow as she smirked over at the new kid. "Yeah ... full of awesome maybe," she snarked. "Isn't that right, princess?"

"That's right," Ves eagerly agreed. "I am packed entirely full of 'awesome' material, as are you, Haley Graham."

She shook her head. "Jedi, however, tend not to appreciate it."

"Right," he said, throwing up his hands in an exasperated gesture of mock surrender. "You keep doing the self-congratulating girl-talk thing, and I'll just ignore you unless Vestara starts chopping up children."

Haley glanced over at Vestara, eyebrow raised. "Self-congratulating girl-talk thing?" she repeated. "Wow, that's the sound of a guy who's never been on a date before, am I right?"

She smirked over at Ben. "Chopping up children? Is that your version of pulling her pigtails? Cause seriously dude, I'll let you in on the big secret here-" she leaned over as if she were about to whisper something of great importance to Ben. "Girls like it when guys can hold actual mature conversations. But, you know," she shrugged as she pulled back, "honestly that's way above most guys, so don't hurt yourself tryin'."

"I think you are correct," Vestara had long-suspected Haley's assessment and was intrigued further. Did Ben not 'understand' females? Didn't he have a mother or sisters?

Perhaps if I pretend to achieve a sisterhood of friendship with Haley, we may freely discuss blatant female topics such as our mutual menses. Ben Skywalker's head will surely explode. That would be nice.

"Ben's maturity has been stunted somehow. I don't take it personally. Besides," she smiled sweetly, hoping Haley would interpret it as a joke, "I have not killed another child since I was one as well. Fair is fair."

"Not that you and your tribe have had a lot of luck killing anyone older than that recently," he pointed out, then glanced at Vestara's new friend -- she did have a knack for ingratiating herself with strangers, he'd give her that. "Look, I don't know what your dimension is like, but in ours, we're from two enemy martial orders -- think centuries-old rivalries and a lot of decapitation. I don't care what she likes."

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