This is never going to wash out
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It was supposed to have been a simple mission. Reconnaissance. That was all. But it had ended with them running through the jungle and finding themselves in a battle with a rather large purple plant that, as they had learned firsthand, exploded in a shower of equally purple goo when stabbed with a lightsaber.
VIOLENTLY exploded. All over them.
Over HER.
Somehow she’d managed take the brunt of it. And what made it worse was that Obi-Wan had one splotch of the stuff on him. ONE. Siri wasn’t amused. AT ALL. She might have been, if there hadn’t been so much of it on her. She was soaked from head to toe in the faintly luminescent purple goo.
She stalked up the ramp to their ship, squishing with every step and leaving a faintly glowing trail behind her.
VIOLENTLY exploded. All over them.
Over HER.
Somehow she’d managed take the brunt of it. And what made it worse was that Obi-Wan had one splotch of the stuff on him. ONE. Siri wasn’t amused. AT ALL. She might have been, if there hadn’t been so much of it on her. She was soaked from head to toe in the faintly luminescent purple goo.
She stalked up the ramp to their ship, squishing with every step and leaving a faintly glowing trail behind her.