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's happy to be of help!]

At least the Malnosso aren't trying to kill and destroy everything and everyone though. It's the only point in favor of them.

No, they might not want to kill us, but they aren't against using us as guinea pigs for their own advancement either. Are they?

Don't get me wrong! I'm not saying I like either of 'em! Two months in, and I've already got a long list of reasons to dislike the Malnosso. If I had my way, I'd be happy letting the two of them fight it out by themselves for all I'm concerned.

But if I have to pick one over the other, well, I much prefer the option that keeps me staying alive!

Yes, I don't disagree with you on letting them fight their own wars amongst themselves, but from what I've heard, it is the Third Party that makes it our concern.

Staying alive is a commendable goal for everyone here. I can't fault you siding with the Malnosso under these circumstances.

Yeah, unfortunately we don't have much choice in the matter. For multiple reasons.

The fact of the matter is that we aren't really given a choice. We either side with the Malnosso, or we die for the Third Party's goals. Neither will ever sit well with me, but I refuse to roll over and die.

[Vader and Sideous didn't manage to kill her, despite trying for many years. She won't let faceless nobodies do so either. Not when she has so many things to do when she returns home.]

Yeah, well, I'm with you on that one.

[He's already on a mission to do what he can to help defend themselves against the Third Party... and eventually one day the Malnosso themselves if necessary.]

[Leia looks closely at her journal, taking in the small picture of the young man she's talking to currently. He's young and has what appears to be the hairstyle of the former Jedi Padawans. It's...kinda cute, if she's honest with herself.]

And what is your name? It's easier if I have that information when it's needed.

[After all, she's already given hers.]

The name's Sokka. Like you, I apparently used to be here a long time ago, but then the Malnosso sent me home... for some reason, but I guess they wanted me back.

Unlike you, I don't have the privilege of remembering anything.

Well, Sokka, it's nice to meet you.

As far as not remembering anything from your previous visit, sometimes that's for the best, yes? I've heard stories about the things that can be done to us while we are here.

[Not that Leia would chose that route for herself, but she also knows that not everyone is the same.]

I imagine that, technically speaking, you're right. But it's kinda hard to make that judgment call when you don't know what it is you're forgetting, don't you think? For me, it just feels like everyone knows some secret about you that you don't know.

Yes, I agree that I would not be satisfied without knowing what I had done before or what was done to me. However, I have people here from my own reality that I trust to tell me the truth.

Is that not the case for you?

I think you got me wrong, Leia. I've got friends here that I trust to tell me what happened. I'm not worried they won't tell me things I need to know. Though of course, there are things they wouldn't be able to tell me, so I'd much rather know it myself instead of having to go all detective on everyone.

Besides, there are a few people here who insist about being more secretive about my past here.

[Though he can't see it, Leia nods in response to what he's saying.]

I concede to your point. I'm the same way. I suppose I've lucked on in that instance. Of course, having people from the future and telling me what I will do is something that I find more annoying than nothing knowing what I've done.

Our house doesn't actually sound all that different to be honest. Not only do we have someone from thousands of years in our past living here, but I've already met two of my future grand nieces. I don't think my sister was quite as happy about finding out who she was eventually going to marry.

[Because really, you can't possibly know how that feels. Right?]

[Leia's not exactly unhappy to hear she's going to marry Han. It's the kid thing.]

Your sister has my sympathies. Without living the middle events, knowing the end result feels very stifling.

[Well, he's certainly excited about having a great niece already. Then again, it's not his kid, so admittedly it is a little different. Also, the fact that she and Aang were a thing from when he comes from makes it feel all the more natural.]

Yeah, I can imagine how weird that would be. I guess that's why a lot of people actually don't want to know what happen to them if they come back here without memories. Especially with the strange shifts that take place here.

Still, I have to say that I'm still more than a little curious about what happens to me in the future.

[What can he say? He's got a natural curiosity.]

[It takes her a long time to reply. While she is curious about her future, some of what she's learned is hard to digest. It would involve great revelations to come to pass.]

It is different for everyone. I cannot blame you for being curious about the future. It is human nature.

[She knows that she has changed the tone of their conversation to something uncomfortable. And she isn't sure how to repair it.]

This has been a most interesting conversation, Sokka. Thank you.

[Sokka can at least tell that there's a change in the tone, and he also feels like the conversation has turned onto something that Leia isn't eager to share with everyone (or at least him) just yet. And that's totally fine; after all, this is their first conversation after all.]

Hey no problem. Good to meet you too, Leia. I'll see you around.

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