"Oh, indeed, indeed!" Andorra blushed fifteen shades of red. Out of all the things that could have happened on her wedding day, she never dreamed she'd be stuck right in the middle of an attack on her home planet in nothing but her lacy bridal underthings! Force. It's in times like this that I wish I was still Andirrul. Strong, not blubbering. Focused, not distracted. Clad like a normal human being, and not running around near-naked like a feral animal!
She brushed a long tendril of blonde hair out of her eyes and waited to see what these 'tricks' Taryn mentioned happened to involve. Be careful...