Cora was willing enough to hold onto the key, which was fine by Eli. He didn’t think he’d lose it, but it would also be a slight nuisance. He gave a nod to her question about returning here, and he’d head off as well to get changed into his swim trunks. They fit well enough, thankfully, and he didn’t feel too self-conscious in them.
Not like he would have with the speedo, anyways.
Still, he was somewhat self-conscious. He wanted Cora to like how he looked, after all. ‘She’s probably feeling the same way.’ The pros and cons of these kinds of situations. Nonetheless, Eli couldn’t imagine how he wouldn’t like her appearance, and he tried to focus more on that.
He was somewhat surprise that Cora beat him back to the locker, though it was a welcome sight. He knew his cheeks darkened at the sight of her in just that two-piece. That was definitely a lot more of her than he’d ever seen before. “You look great, Cora,” he said, “the color really suits you,” which wasn’t a lie, the dark purple really did look good on her, though he was more a fan of everything else that wasn’t covered by it.
He’d at least keep that to himself as he reached in to slide his own clothing into the locker. There was enough room, thankfully.
He took another once over as he drew away from the locker, “Did you have any thoughts about what you wanted to try out first?”
~***~
Rem was pleased to see another Jedi, and Ae’lia gave a relieved smile to Hala…even if she felt some exasperation with her show of the lightsabers and the cloak drop.
“Well, that explains why you were pushed through so quick by Eir—Ae’lia? And Adlai,” Amita chuckled, but sighed, “but if that’s true, we have an issue. We should probably reconsider any jobs for a while.”
“Welcome to the team, Hala!” Rem said, “Given we just helped rescue some Jedi, and take down two Inquisitors, we deserve a break.”
Shay looked entirely unamused, “Do you think the Empire sleeps?” Her nose was wrinkled in disgust, before she looked to Hala, as Ae’lia unlit her blades and put them back into hiding, “I had my suspicions as well with how keen Ae’lia and Adlai were to get you involved. It seems to be confirmed now,” she sighed, “there’s been no talk of a second Jedi,” she added, “the only name they have is Ae’lia’s. For the time being, it seems you’re safe, Hala.”
Not that she was truly safe, but she wasn’t being sought out the way Ae’lia was. “Regardless, there does remain work to be done, and I have much more information about what the Grand Admiral is up to.”
“Do we even want to know how?” Amita arched a brow.
“Commander Vanto’s datapad.”
Not like he would have with the speedo, anyways.
Still, he was somewhat self-conscious. He wanted Cora to like how he looked, after all. ‘She’s probably feeling the same way.’ The pros and cons of these kinds of situations. Nonetheless, Eli couldn’t imagine how he wouldn’t like her appearance, and he tried to focus more on that.
He was somewhat surprise that Cora beat him back to the locker, though it was a welcome sight. He knew his cheeks darkened at the sight of her in just that two-piece. That was definitely a lot more of her than he’d ever seen before. “You look great, Cora,” he said, “the color really suits you,” which wasn’t a lie, the dark purple really did look good on her, though he was more a fan of everything else that wasn’t covered by it.
He’d at least keep that to himself as he reached in to slide his own clothing into the locker. There was enough room, thankfully.
He took another once over as he drew away from the locker, “Did you have any thoughts about what you wanted to try out first?”
~***~
Rem was pleased to see another Jedi, and Ae’lia gave a relieved smile to Hala…even if she felt some exasperation with her show of the lightsabers and the cloak drop.
“Well, that explains why you were pushed through so quick by Eir—Ae’lia? And Adlai,” Amita chuckled, but sighed, “but if that’s true, we have an issue. We should probably reconsider any jobs for a while.”
“Welcome to the team, Hala!” Rem said, “Given we just helped rescue some Jedi, and take down two Inquisitors, we deserve a break.”
Shay looked entirely unamused, “Do you think the Empire sleeps?” Her nose was wrinkled in disgust, before she looked to Hala, as Ae’lia unlit her blades and put them back into hiding, “I had my suspicions as well with how keen Ae’lia and Adlai were to get you involved. It seems to be confirmed now,” she sighed, “there’s been no talk of a second Jedi,” she added, “the only name they have is Ae’lia’s. For the time being, it seems you’re safe, Hala.”
Not that she was truly safe, but she wasn’t being sought out the way Ae’lia was. “Regardless, there does remain work to be done, and I have much more information about what the Grand Admiral is up to.”
“Do we even want to know how?” Amita arched a brow.
“Commander Vanto’s datapad.”