Into the Black Flight Club meeting (Tuesday evening)

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin and Padmé sat on the ramp of Padmé's ship. The smell of the pizza ordered for the Flight Club's first meeting wafted out and caused Anakin's stomach to rumble.

He practically vibrated with energy. Could be the possibility of flying again. Could be the excuse to spend more time with the Senator. Either way, he's in a fantastic mood.

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Re: Eat Pizza and Mingle

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Me too. It's just science, right? So there's an answer." She nudges Rogue with an elbow. "Pretty ship, isn't she?"

Re: Eat Pizza and Mingle

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue nods, looking awed. "It's so...shiny. D'ya think there's somone who has to polish it?"

Re: Eat Pizza and Mingle

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka strokes the ship's silken hull again. The metal's softer than any silk, nicer than anything she's ever owned. "It's Senator Amidala's ship, so someone probably does. But I think... metal like this? It doesn't need polishing. Unless she gets hurt."

Re: Eat Pizza and Mingle

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue looks it over. "It's really very beautiful." She reaches out to touch it. "It doesn't even seem to have any seams..."

Re: Eat Pizza and Mingle

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Space is a vacuum. Seams are a liability. They can bust open." She smiles. "It probably has them underneath, but this? It's like a skin."