[ iris has spent the better part of the past hour just roaming around the station, trying to get a feel for where is where (and maybe subconsciously drafting and committing the layout to memory for Reasons). it's pure chance he happens to wander by the armory when he does, at exactly the same moment cal delivers the finishing blow to those poor droids. it's the scream that has the demiflora freezing in his place, right at the armory's threshold, mouth open, gaping. that had been... intense, to put it lightly. but from the rigid set of those shoulders, iris gets the feeling it hadn't been as successful in working off all of this stranger's tension.
he realizes, belatedly, that he'd been staring.
in an effort not to make things awkward and come off like a total loon, iris flashes the jedi a thumbs up. ]
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he realizes, belatedly, that he'd been staring.
in an effort not to make things awkward and come off like a total loon, iris flashes the jedi a thumbs up. ]
Nice, uh. Nice moves.