The pilot had almost finished repairing the shields, but even he knew his poor repair job probably wouldn't last. The pilot was in no manner a mechanic, and that was always problematic. While he was working, he was also muttering. "Disrespectful kids... shouldn't have signed up for this... bloody dogs..." were only bits of his quiet rant. He was regretting his life choices, but there wasn't any way to undo his decisions now.
Pira and Chase Jackson, and Kissimi
Pira actually smiled a little, but she was giving Chase a death glare while he tried to hide from her in his book. She relaxed her gaze and nodded.
"
Yeah. I can try. Maybe she'll have some interesting stories!" The little girl sounded hopeful. "
If she's in the mood after Chase's actions. I really hate when he-" She quieted suddenly, realizing she was saying her thoughts under her breath, and would probably be reprimanded if anybody had heard, especially Kissimi- who hadn't appeared to hear her.
She loved stories, and they
almost always made up for Chase's antics when she requested them. Then again, she was the well behaved sibling and Chase was the living dark side when it came to misbehaving. Besides, if stories didn't work, she had other tricks up her sleeve that she could use. She often had to play clean-up for Chase and had become a master of doing so.
"
If that's okay with Master Kissimi, of course," Pira added, realizing that with two Master Jedi on the ship, this would be an interesting dynamic.
Meanwhile, Chase looked like he regretted his life.
Why did she do that? I guess I have to deal with that now. I miss the Temple. They just let me be there and I didn't get yelled at unless I damaged something. And what's Pira's problem? She used to be so nice to me! He thought, trying to get back into reading his book until it was yanked out of his hand.
"
Hey!" He whined, "
That's mine!"
Kissimi had lifted her hand just slightly and the book tore itself from Chase's hands and flew into hers. "
And this will be mine until you apologize and learn how to behave yourself. We'll discuss your behavior on a later date," She ignored Chase's whining, giving Pira a nod and watching the child scurry away before turning and returning to her own ship.
Of course, the white wolf sat where she had been standing, and stared fangs at Chase until he muttered a quiet apology- that he probably didn't mean- and turned away from Bane, kicking at the bed's sheets until he got under them. He curled up, trying not to think about Pira. Just two days ago, she was the clingy little girl who wouldn't leave his side unless he wanted her to do something, but now she was the complete opposite. Instead, she clung to Master Kissimi like a tick to a dog. He hated it.
