borntorebel | ✧ First Rebellion

Luke's Home - Bathroom

[Between the fighting with the remnants of the Empire, never-ending meetings and trying to fit in time to train her power with the Force alongside her twin, Leia hadn't seen Han Solo for more than three or four minutes at a time. In nearly a year. Having a relationship with anyone was virtually impossible and it was starting to wear thin.

She remembers going to bed in some hole that offered nothing more than something that might have been palatable to eat before falling into a deep sleep, but maybe because she had been so exhausted that she couldn't really taste it.

What she doesn't remember is moving at any time in the night. So, to open her eyes and finding herself in a...bathing room is different. But the itch between her shoulder blades and the nearly see-through white dress that falls to her knees is familiar in a dream-like sort of way.]

Again?

[Carefully, she stands and wonders vaguely why she has a headache. Didn't she have one the last time she arrived too? Looking around the small, enclosed space, she can't find any of her clothes or her blasters and sighs. That damned book is sitting on the back of the toilet though, looking innocent as can be.]

They could have at least left my things nearby like last time. Walking through the entirety of the village in this outfit isn't exactly what I had in mind with my day.

[With a careful look in the mirror to see that she does indeed have the strange forest-green wings once more and shakes her head before turning the knob to find out where she is.]

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[After a very interesting welcome back, Leia heads out to make herself acquainted with the village once more. Luceti has changed in the almost-year she's been gone, but it remains much the same. The library still seems to have books from every galaxy and world that the residents are from. The general store still has much of what one would need, including the backroom where all of her belongings were neatly stacked when she walked in. The grocery store is still stocked with foodstuffs for nearly any taste.

But there is a feeling of a profound change in the air, and one that doesn't bode well for those here. It doesn't sit well with her. She'd seen Luceti as a way to get away from the troubles back home. Now, she's not sure what to think of it.

Especially not with the group that's gathered in her brother's home now. It leaves her with a lot to think about. Which is now she ends up spending most of the day in the library.]

I'm not sure how many of you remember me from my previous visit, but I am Leia Organa. I understand that there was a recent bout of fighting and many of you are recovering from the conflict. I've done a little reading up about our situation. I would prefer to get your own views on our...oppressors.

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[He shoots her the grin he knows full well she can't resist]

It's what happened, isn't it?

[She laughs at him and something relaxes inside of her.]

And that's why the other Rebel leaders left dealing with you to me. They seem to think I have some sort of...sway over you.

[She does. And she knows it, but abusing it never really occurs to her.]

[She does. So very much does.]

Here I thought I was just your favourite.

[She knows, but he's one of the few that can get a rise out of her so easily. They're even in that matter.]

What gave you that impression?

The kissing, mostly.

[If she'd done that with all the troops they'd have had to use that as a recruitment tool]

Hm, maybe I should stop that if it's giving you ideas. We can't have that.

[The number of men she's kissed can still be counted on one hand, but Han has been the best to date. Being married to him wouldn't be a hardship as far as that was concerned.

Other things...well...]

[He pouts at her playfully]

You know you'd miss it.

[When he pouts like that, she feels the irrational desire to kiss him, it's true. However, she's used to thinking of the greater good. Han's kisses tend to make her brain go fuzzy and she's not really ready for that.]

Maybe. Maybe not.

[They've talked themselves into a strange sort of circle. She half believes everything he says. It's definitely true that he's older now, feels calmer somehow. But, as much as she loves him, she still requires time to digest everything.

If Luke's still here, she can talk to him to get a feel for how things are actually working out here in Luceti, confirm information before she proceeds. For now, however, she'd like to get out of this New Feather dress and into something less...sacrificial looking.]

Do you plan on keeping me trapped in this hallway until I agree?

[It wasn't the plan, exactly. He hadn't really had a plan.

Kinda his thing, really?]

That... likely to work?

[He kinda wants to kiss her.

He usually wants to kiss her.]

[She looks up at him, trying her hardest not to smile and half hoping he'd just kiss her anyway. It has been six months since she'd last been in his arms and she's missed him.]

What do you think, General? I'm sure you know me well enough to answer that.

Well.

[Ah, hells. It's been far too long. He can always apologize later.

He leans in to kiss her.]

[She stands stock still as he kisses her before relaxing and returning the kiss, her arms sliding around his neck.

Six months is a very long time to be without him. And it's that fact that keeps her from elbowing him in the stomach.

After a few moments, she pulls away, lips curved into a smile and her eyes still closed.]

[Han keeps his arms around her after she pulls away. Awkward as the wings are, it still feels so right.]

Missed you.

[The wings are inconvenient, definitely, but she'll deal with that minor thing to have him hold her like this.]

I'd hope so. It's been far too long since I've last seen you.

How long has it been, for you?

[They've gotten better about lining up their schedules. Partly since he'd retired from Generaling. But he remembers how long it could get. Even now, mere days felt too long to him.]

Six months.

[She makes it sound like those two words are the most offensive in the entirety of the Galaxy. Mainly because spending that long from Han had been hell. Negotiating with apprehensive diplomats and squeezing in meditative training with Luke while Han flew missions with the Falcon was difficult when they didn't know when they'd see each other next.]

Far too long.

[Six months is an offensively long time to be apart. He remembers it. He hadn't liked it any more than she had.]

That is too long. I promise I was driving Chewie insane.

[She smiles and a pleased laugh escapes her.]

I don't doubt it. Why Chewbacca keeps you around, I'll never know.

[She stands on tiptoe to kiss him quickly before pulling away again.]

I do need to find my belongings. Unless you want the rest of the village to see me dressed like this.

Finding your clothes is probably a good idea.

[Not that he doesn't appreciate this look on her.

He appreciates most looks on her.]

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