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Her whole life had become a strange, new mix of exciting things since she'd run off with Crix and his friends. Case in point, getting touched like that. Which was majorly embarrassing and kinda fun all at once in a way that Penny couldn't really describe. At least, not using proper words...

It was working out. She kissed him again and he kissed back! He didn't run off or give her a look. Though his chemistry jokes were approaching actual, physical pain. His arms curled round her back, rubbing her there and... she just melted into him. It felt like her legs had turned to jelly...

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, I kissed Crix, this is bad, really really bad. Penny breathed quick as she waited for the reaction. The scrunching of his face. A flash of anger. Or worse, the sad little look of disappointment and the oncoming I'm just not into girls like you. Oh, is he even...

Penny wasn't sure what to believe. Crix'd been making a big deal of being Force 'sensitive' and heading off to the Jedi since... well, since she'd followed him on his stupid adventure. Now supposedly she had it too? If it'd been back then, when they'd been messing around the spaceport without...

Penny cuddled him tight, too driven by the sadness and emotion in both of them to care about it being too embarrassing or strange. She didn't even say anything as he leaned into her hair, which would've been worth a whole complaint, once upon a time. She listened as he told her what'd...

Penny sat and listened quietly. Her eyes stared at his as he mentioned the Sith. The Sith. Like something out of a horror vid come to life. "You went to a Sith prison!?" she said, not even realising she'd said it aloud. Then he talked about his mom and... and... Oh no. Penny remembered...

Penny could tell that something was hurting him. Aside from the slap, obviously. She leaned back a little and looked at him, seeing the change. Still Crix, but more subdued. So much of the bravado taken away. "Uh yeah... sure." She looked around, checking nobody was watching them. The...

Library work wasn't all bad, really. It was quiet. Peaceful, even. Nobody messing around, nobody sneaking off anywhere, very few people hoping to make any sort of trouble involving ships and blaster rifles. Compared to what... the entire last year of her life? It was practically a paradise...

The seller nodded, shaking Crix's hand with a sickeningly-weak grip. He backed off with a smirk and reached for his datapad. "Be all yours soon enough, kid." He seemed pleased with what'd happened. Enjoying himself a little too much, maybe? Not often that he had teenagers coming to haggle...

Penny made her way over to another stall, performatively perusing what was there without any real interest. Trying to look as absorbed as possible, so that the trader would buy her act. It wasn't easy, she was terrible at acting like that. If only there were a textbook about lying and acting...

I think this is working. I think we're getting him. Penny tried to keep that unimpressed, disaffected face on herself. It wasn't easy. She usually wore her heart on her sleeve and her feelings on her face. Actually out and out lying to people was never much of her thing. Too much of a...

Honeybunch? Seriously? Penny felt her cheeks flush and grow hotter, especially when Crix kissed her head. She giggled a little more, twisted between her attempt at lying and the genuine rush of acting like that. She leaned in a little closer to him, tilting herself towards him like she...

Penny was already imagining the triumph when she revealed what was inside the crate. It'd be something like weapons or drugs or other crime-related paraphernalia (that's what her Dad called it) and she'd be so totally right. Then all the others would know that she'd been right all along, that...

Penny nearly jumped out of her skin as Crix started talking behind her, unsure why he was being just a little bit too loud... but she saw the sleazy Nautolan perk up and look around nearly instantly. So, she nodded and leaned in a little closer. "Oh, oh yeah! I mean, finding a power...

Penny had no idea what classed as 'important shite' in Crix's mind, or why the heck the detailing was important, but what did she know? Aside from, well, anything that was on the test. Oh no. I've already missed the test! Pushing the horrid, squirmy thought from her mind, she nodded. "I'll...

When she found something, she was laser focused onto it. Very little could distract her. She was like that in class, with whatever they'd be studying. She was always that person who buried themselves in their work. The one who'd do everything in the group project... which made her both...

Penny looked back at Crix, frowning slightly. His easy confidence and lack of fear over any of this was somehow both infuriating and incredibly attractive. Like it was just so super easy to fix up a spaceship, even when you were sixteen and off-world. He spoke, his breath on her neck. The...

Penny followed Crix as he walked through the market, glaring at every stall and seller she could see. The whole place seemed pretty sketch. She was sure that she'd seen at least one or two people passing off little packages of something they shouldn't be. People seemed to have their blasters...

Sexy teens? Penny looked down at herself, dressed in a Coruscant Museum of Hyperspace Travel hoodie and a pair of comfy pants she'd had for over a year. That was either a joke or Crix had a very particular idea about sexiness. Or he doesn't mean me. Course he doesn't mean me. He's probably...

Okay, Corellia. Corellia's not that far. I have an... aunt on Corellia I think? Or is that Commenor? I wish I could just ask Mom. That'd be the stupidest thing I've ever done though. Penny, being Penny, was easily lead by a compliment and a confident voice. Something about how Willa talked...