Log Date:
	7/7/98

Log Cast:
	Leanna Lar, Shenneret Veery

Log Intro:
	Ever since Sinjon Teague had left her alone on Calamari with the
entreaty to seek out Luke Skywalker -- and to take the time she needed to
heal and to devote her attention to her music and her studies -- the young
musician Shenner has been living her quiet life. But the calm that's
descended upon her with the Horansi Seeker's ministrations has occasionally
begun to waver. She's begun to have disturbing flashes of memory, and to
wonder again why the Corellian she loves, Paul Nighman, has mysteriously
vanished out of her life. On this particular night, Shenner has found herself
sorely missing Paul, half of her wondering how he could have left her
without so much as a goodbye... and the rest of her callously remembering
that she'd always expected him to leave her, anyway.
	Neither thought particularly eases the pain of his absence, and
Shenner has found herself uncomfortably attempting to channel her worry
and frustration into finishing a song she'd once tried to write the
_last_ time Paul had abandoned her, not particularly worried about what
kind of audience she might pick up in the Coral City square....

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Leanna arrives from North Coral Avenue.
Leanna has arrived.
Leanna looks at you for a moment.
Leanna walks down the street slowly, as she moves towards the fountain, 
  sitting down slowly, looking about her in a slightly confused fashion, 
  before letting out a quiet sigh, as she looks up to the stars.

The sharp, short chords of a guitar are at odds tonight with the bubble of the 
  fountain in the middle of the square, though relatively softly played. The 
  guitar player, her red head bowed slightly over her instrument, is a slender 
  young woman sitting on the pavement round the fountain, her back up against 
  its surrounding wall. And she might be heard sing-growling, "Corellian men, 
  you'd best be true... and faithful in the loving you do... or else let gods 
  have pity on you...." She trails off, then, muttering, "Damn!"

Leanna blinks as the words of the song filter to her ears, and she looks over 
  towards the source of the music, in slight suprise, as the words sink in, 
  and frowns, chewing the side of her lip thoughtfully, as she shifts in her 
  seat, to hear the music more clearly.

From the sound of it, the red-headed singer is either trying to write a song, 
  or trying to learn one she doesn't know yet. She keeps strumming at the 
  guitar, carrying on the melody although she's slackened off on the singing. 
  After a few minutes, though, she picks up again: "Her hair is like the 
  setting sun... her grace and speed, they are rivaled by none... but you soon 
  shall rue the deed you have done... if you lie with the Corellian's Lady..."

Leanna grins slightly, as she listens to the music, leaning her arms forward 
  to lean casually on her knees, as she moves a hand to lightly pat her 
  stomach.."best you remeber that mister..", she chuckles quietly, before 
  leaning back, humming quietly, though a little off key, as the music hits 
  her ears.

The singer falls silent again, though, and the young redhead, scowling, 
  abruptly halts her song with a frustrated, jangled chord. "Godsdammit," she 
  mutters fervently, lifting a hand to scrub restlessly at her eyes.

Leanna blinks as she hears the young singers cursing, and frowns slightly, and 
  stands, with a small groan.."My back will never be the same..", she sighs, 
  as she moves thru the thinning crowd, over more towards the young woman, and 
  smiles slightly towards her, as she sits on the edge of the fountain.."I 
  hope you don't mind...I kind of was enjoying your music actually..The lyrics 
  a tad rough perhaps..", and she chuckles quietly, her eyes smiling with a 
  kind glint.

Shenner blinks, looking up in apparent startlement, then she flashes a 
  lopsided grin. "Ah, hells no, if I didn't want people to hear me I wouldn't 
  be out here at this hour, but this song ain't done yet. Hiya."

Leanna chuckles and nods, with a smile.."Figured that..Hallo to you as well.", 
  and she shifts in her seat, glancing at the guitar curiously.."I allways 
  wanted to play an instriment..Never was much with an ear for music though 
  I'm afraid."

The distraction apparently welcome to the redheaded girl, she shifts the 
  guitar in her lap, strumming a few more chords, and following the stranger's 
  glance to her instrument. There's pride in the redhead's features, though 
  her voice is merely casual as she remarks, "I do okay at it, but I been 
  workin' on it for years."

Leanna chuckles and then sighs, her brows wrinkling slightly, as she looks at 
  the guitar thoughtfully, and then down at her stomach absently.."Maybe 
  you'll be musical, eh?", and she blushes slightly, glancing up with an 
  impish grin.."Sorry bout that..I talk to him quite a bit..That must seem 
  strange, I know.."

Shenner blinks again, peering more curiously at this woman who's stopped 
  before her, her eyes going visibly wide. "Whoa," she murmurs. Then she grins 
  again, bemusedly. "Uh... I guess, I dunno. Never seen a pregnant woman 
  before."

Leanna blinks and her cheeks flush with color, and she coughs, running a hand 
  thru her hair.."Well..it isn't catchy..don't worry..", and she tosses her a 
  grin, as she leans back more against the wall, shifting her weight slightly 
  and sighs.

Shenner abruptly lets out a bark of a laugh, and drawls, "Well, I _do_ know 
  that much." She smirks, strikes another chord on the guitar, and strums out 
  a few bars of the song she was playing before. "I ain't likely to be in your 
  condition any time soon, that's for damned sure." But her green gaze lingers 
  curiously on the woman's rounded belly, nevertheless. "Um... if you, uh, 
  don't mind..." She pauses, perhaps embarrassed and trying to hide it. 
  "What's it, uh... like?"

Leanna blinks as a hand comes to rest instictively on her stomach, and smiles 
  softly.."Wonderfull actually..though scary at the same time..wondering..", 
  and she stops, her eyes taking on a far away look, and she sighs quietly, 
  chewing on her bottom lip.."Wondering if I am doing the right thing..", and 
  she stops, with a slight shrug, looking down at her hands.

Shenner's dark red eyebrows go up. "I'd say," she observes dryly, "that it's a 
  little late for changin' your mind, huh?" She keeps idly strumming, the 
  chords losing their bite, though she keeps toying with the same melody.

Leanna blinks and looks back over to Shenner with a startled laugh.."Oh that I 
  know...it's the rest I don't know yet..", and she sighs, shaking her head 
  slightly.."Here's a song for you..I had a good job, as head of Kiknar 
  Station Security, and gave it all up, to be with a man..who, happens to be a 
  Corellian, like meself..and says he loves me..", and she stops, an 
  emberressed flush tinging her cheeks, as she looks up at the stars to cover 
  up her uncomfotableness.

The redhead's eyebrows climb higher, and she lets out an audible snort. "Well, 
  I guess a Corellian woman knows Corellian men better 'n' I do, but if I were 
  you, I'd run screamin'." Her tone remains amiable enough, but now there's an 
  edge under it, and she flicks her gaze down to her instrument as she keeps 
  up her strumming.... a little harder and rougher, now.

Leanna blinks as she looks back towards the young woman, and smiles softly, 
  allmost wistfully.."I know..I know..the more I tried to..", she sighs, her 
  brows wrinkling together slightly.."He wants me to marry him...before the 
  child is born. The idea scares me to death, I must admit!", and she blushes 
  deeper, her fingers wringing together nervously.

The musician glances greenly back up at the other woman, expression a strange 
  melange of smirk and smile. "Huh. If you got him all the way to askin' for 
  marriage, guess that's somethin', but I wouldn't believe it till you got his 
  voiceprint on the license." Her tone mellows, just slightly. "Know a coupla 
  Corellians who're married... so I guess it's possible." Though she doesn't 
  actually say it, her tone implies, 'Not freggin' likely, but possible...'

Leanna chuckles and rolls her eyes.."I know one or two myself...but, well...I 
  guess Grei might be from more stable stock..", and sighs 
  slightly.."But,...Corellian none the less..I just want to do right by this 
  child, more then anything, I guess..", and she blushes faintly, glancing at 
  the other woman, with an impish grin.."I'm Leanna by the way..since I seem 
  to be blabbing about myself to you..at least should tell you my name, I 
  figure."

"Shenner," says the young redhead, gruffly. She manages a crooked grin, which 
  then subsides into a straightforward, earnest expression that somehow makes 
  her look extremely young. "You wanna do the right thing for the kid?" She 
  pauses, then concludes, "Get him a father."

Leanna blushes, as she glances down at her stomach, and then up to Shenner 
  with a sad smile.."I know, it's what I _should_ do...but the idea of 
  marraige..well...I..", and she stops, with a sigh, as she chews her lip.."I 
  had allways run the other way, before now..except once..and he ended up 
  duying.."

"Well," says Shenner, "I'm here to tell ya. Havin' a father who died beats the 
  hells outta never havin' a father at all, I'm here to tell ya." She stares 
  at the other woman steadily as she says this, a moment or two after she 
  finishes, as if to drive her point home.

Leanna nods slowly, as she tucks her cloak more tightly around her, her eyes 
  clouding over.."Aye..I know..", and she sighsleaning forward on her knees 
  with her elbows, running a hand thru her hair slowly, as she watches the 
  thinning crowd of people, pass down the street.

Leanna
Standing before you is a human female. She stands roughly 5'8" tall. Her blue 
  eyes sparkle with life, though have a slightly weary edge to them, as she 
  takes in her surroundings with quick accuracy. Her wavy black hair, hangs 
  smoothe down past her shoulders, and her fair skin radiates with a healthy 
  glow.
 Her form is a little plump, mostly around the middle, and her long tunic does 
  little to hide her growing waistline. The sleeves are full, and end tightly 
  at the wrists, and the low, scooped neckline accentuates her curves, rather 
  then hide them. Her black slacks are form fitting, and her boots end just 
  below the knee, and are pollished to perfection. Around her shoulders is a 
  short black cloak, to keep away the chill, and thin, black gloves on her 
  hands. Around her hips is a double houlster, with a blaster on either side.
                -=-=-=-=-=-=<<Carried Virtual Objects>>=-=-=-=-=-=-
=> Elite-1 Stun Pistol 
=> Protective Vest <Worn>
=> Quick-6 Sporting Blaster 

Shenner half-smiles, stilling her guitar strings. She sighs, then says, "So, 
  well. You got your baby, your baby needs a Da, the guy loves ya and says he 
  wants to marry ya..." She rolls a shoulder in a shrug. "Do ya trust him?"

Leanna glances up with a small but sure smile.."With my life I do..I know he'd 
  wo right by me...I'm just the one who's commitment shy...not him."

Shenner's expression settles down into something that might be a kind of quiet 
  resignation, one corner of her mouth curling up. "Well, do ya love him?"

Leanna blushes and looks up, nodding slowly.."Aye..with all my heart.."

"Then marry him," says the girl with the guitar, focusing on the woman who's 
  stopped to talk to her, with an uncanny intensity to her large and luminous 
  green eyes. "Marry him, stay with him, and get that baby a dad." Then she 
  cuts off, and abruptly jerks her gaze away, seeming definitely embarrassed 
  now.

Leanna blushes, as she looks at her hands, and then back up to Shenner with a 
  small smile.."Thank you Shenner..", and chuckles, her cheeks tinging 
  slightly.."Hells, maybe I'll even have you play at the wedding then!"

Shenner lets out another short sharp laugh, getting up to her feet, gathering 
  the guitar and settling it into its case. "Huh. You wanna let street rats 
  into your wedding, maybe I'll show, who knows." She flicks the case closed, 
  hauls it up into her slender arms, and pauses with a faint crooked smile. 
  "Nice runnin' into ya. Uh..." The smile fades. "Good luck." And with that, 
  her expression still somehow haunted, troubled, she slips off into the night.

[End log.]