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Well, one good long spar with her new lightsaber and it hadn't broken; Tahiri was counting that as a good thing. (Not that, as long as it had taken her to build, she was worried about having done a rushed job with it.)

Dinner afterward was clearly the appropriate way to celebrate the occasion, which was why she and Ben had headed up to her room with several containers of takeout and, of course, ice cream.

. . . so, basically, a typical date night for them. Fighting and food. All the elements were there!

[OOC: For the boy, as the post might indicate!]

Date: 2011-01-25 03:10 am (UTC)
momslilassassin: ([pos] hello down there)
From: [personal profile] momslilassassin
"Well, not if the door doesn't lock," Ben replied, blushing furiously.

Date: 2011-01-25 03:53 pm (UTC)
momslilassassin: ([pos] shy)
From: [personal profile] momslilassassin
"I can't think of any reason at all," he said faintly, smiling back at her.

Date: 2011-01-26 03:04 am (UTC)
momslilassassin: ([pos] flirty)
From: [personal profile] momslilassassin
"Even then," Ben said, reaching for her hand and kissing the next finger over.

Date: 2011-01-26 04:16 am (UTC)
momslilassassin: ([pos] kissyface)
From: [personal profile] momslilassassin
Feeling very daring, he darted his tongue out to touch her thumb.

Date: 2011-01-26 02:52 pm (UTC)
momslilassassin: ([pos] flirty)
From: [personal profile] momslilassassin
Oh, that poor, melted ice cream. Ben used the Force to float the dinner away from their laps (since his hand was busy) and leaned in to kiss her neck.

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