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[quakingmace-blog]

     She stumbled into the room and when she stumbled she fluttered because she’d made something so ungraceful so common it had it’s own charms about it. “Jakku?” It was cautious. He’d left class rather abruptly. More concerning he’d left her side rather abruptly. Her fingers were intertwined in his and her hip rested against him before he tore away and stomped out in a way that did not match his usual gait. She fluttered just like he fluttered. But he did not flutter this time. She offered a glance at who she assumed to be the reason before she left, daggers under the facade of ditzy, seven ate nine ate Jack’s heart, and that tiny wage of war with only green eyes and malcontent was the only reason for the delay between being at his door and not.

“Jakk-u?” Head canted but she was diligent in her want to stay soft for him as she knocked with the grace of a girl not gifted with super strength. And she took those manners into the second, even the third before she threw open the door on him. “Jakku? What happened?”