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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Oct 29, 2008 23:49:26 GMT 1
A'Lyra shakes her head almost violently.
"No they shouldn't, Master Yoda taught me that himself. But actually, Jibev isn't a Jedi, but that wouldn't even matter, because, actually, Jedi are not supposed to kiss anybody, Jedi or not, if you follow me!"
A'Lyra scratches her neck, and sends Ladda a big loopsided grin.
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Post by Jibev on Oct 30, 2008 15:01:26 GMT 1
The young wookiee looks around quite hesitant A'lyra is always doing all the talking anyway.
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Post by Laddaa'Nann on Nov 9, 2008 20:36:21 GMT 1
Ladda looks at Jibev, at the togruta's words. "No? What are you doing, then?" She smiles, waiting for him to answer (and his friend to translate, but she guesses that will come naturally), wondering why he lives aboard a Jedi ship, if he is not force sensitive.
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Nov 13, 2008 17:50:42 GMT 1
A'Lyra moves her foot back and forth over the floor, obviously waiting for a chance to join in on the conversation again. She looks around in the meantime, studying all the strange and amazing things in the infirmary.
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Post by Jibev on Nov 22, 2008 17:22:23 GMT 1
Jibev wrinkles his nose, in a childish disgust manner and shakes his head. ["I work here, and live here, with my great gandpa's bro"] He nods and whimpers. ["my parents are dead"]
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Nov 22, 2008 19:17:17 GMT 1
A'Lyra looks up at Ladda in a confident way.
"Jibev says he live and work here. Master Chapaa'ai has helped him get work here, because Jibev's great grandpa is Master Chapaa'ai's brother. But Jibev's parents are dead" she nods at Ladda.
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Post by Laddaa'Nann on Nov 22, 2008 19:32:30 GMT 1
Ladda tries to get something meaningful out of Jibews humming and growling, but can't really seem to understand anything. A'Lyra makes it easy for her though, with her quick translation. (How much exactly is translation and how much is personal comments, Ladda can only guess about.)
"Chapaa'ai is your relative? Ah, I see, so he has taken care of you?"
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Post by Jibev on Nov 22, 2008 21:20:26 GMT 1
Jibev scratches the fur on the back of his neck.
["It's okay, his really nice to me. But his Is very old.... and we don't see each other a lot 'cause his the leader of the council, so we don't see much of each other, that's why I hang out with A'lyra"]
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Nov 22, 2008 21:47:49 GMT 1
"Oh, so, I wouldn't be your friend, if Chapaa'ai wasn't the leader of the council, is that it?" A'Lyra puts up an offended face, but then loosens up in a giggle, giving Jibev a friendly push (that wouldn't have been able to move him an inch, even if she'd tried to)
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Post by Laddaa'Nann on Nov 22, 2008 22:44:09 GMT 1
Ladda lifts an eyebrow, and then suddently remembers that she is folding up laundry. She places the folded linen on the table, taking a new piece of clean cloth. "You seem to be rather good friends, no matter the reason?"
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Post by Jibev on Nov 22, 2008 22:50:44 GMT 1
Jibev smiles, showing one of his lower jaws canines. ["she's just pulling my fur, And o'course I would be you friend, no matter what"]
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Nov 30, 2008 15:38:08 GMT 1
"I'd be your friend too, Jibev" She grins up at him, then looks at Ladda.
"He says I'm just pulling his fur. And that's actually true. Or, I'm not actually pulling his fur, but you know what I mean. Or he means" She giggles slightly.
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Post by Jibev on Jan 8, 2009 16:04:52 GMT 1
Jibev scratches his neck, then growls at Ladda.
["You need help with that?"] He points at the laundry.
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Post by Laddaa'Nann on Jan 10, 2009 12:51:12 GMT 1
Ladda just smiles at the two kids and their, for her, only halfway understandable communication. She looks at Jibev, taking a moment to guess what he means. "I'm sorry? Oh, this. No, thank you, I'll manage." She has a few neat stacks of clean white linen folded up by now, and only needs adding a few more.
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Jan 11, 2009 22:09:37 GMT 1
"We can help you put it back where it belongs? Or...or...help you with something else?" She lights up in a big, girlish smile.
"Right Jibev?"
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Post by Jibev on Jan 11, 2009 22:17:02 GMT 1
["Yeah sure!"]
Jibev leans closer to A'lyra and growl low. ["You think she doesn't want my help, because I'm filthy? I took a shower - weeks ago? I'm not that dirty"] his hazel eyes first looks at A'lyra then at Ladda.
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Post by Laddaa'Nann on Feb 3, 2009 16:43:34 GMT 1
Ladda just shakes her head, smiling, as she puts the folded linen onto the shelves beside the desk. "Unless you have skills in checking blood samples for allergies, I don't think I have any work for you. But thank you for asking,"
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Post by A'Lyra Tay on Feb 3, 2009 18:42:47 GMT 1
"Hm..." A'Lyra looks slightly disappointed. They wouldn't get to touch any funny things?
"Well...we're always eager to help, right Jibev?" She moves her foot back and forth over the floor, looking at the tall Wookiee.
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