(A little bonus story)
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During the Yuuzhan Vong War ...
“Hey Jaina,” Jag said as she walked into the lounge. “That Alema Rar chick, what's she like?” he asked as he leaned back on the pouf couch.
Jaina stopped, confused by his question. “Okay I guess. A little crazy though.” Then she thought for a moment. “And she's a bit of a slut ... Why?”
Jag frowned slightly. “A slut ... Frakk. I wish you would have told me that twenty minutes ago,” he said regretfully.
Before Jaina could respond, the door to the 'fresher opened and Jedi Knight Alema Rar walked out, still pulling her tight red top back on.
“Hey Jaina, what's up?” Alema Rar said cheerfully as she strutted over to Jag. “Hey baby,” she said as she leaned over and gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek. Alema Rar winked at Jaina as she walked past her out of the room.
Jaina stared at Jag for several seconds after the Twi'lek left. “Kriffing Nerfherder,” she said to him with an annoyed grin—and a pang of jealously.
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