Princess Leia Organa (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
borntorebel) wrote2013-10-10 11:56 pm
borntorebel) wrote2013-10-10 11:56 pm
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✧ First Rebellion ✧
Action, Seventh Heaven
[Sunlight creeping through the windows and striking her in the face was how Leia woke up. She put a hand up to her head to stave off the headache that was promising to be a hindrance later if she didn't nip it in the bud now. She looked around, not recognizing where she was. This certainly wasn't the room she'd fallen asleep in the night before.
No. This was a...bar.
She'd never been in a bar her entire life.
She looked down at her clothes, only to find out that she was in some strange white dress instead of the outfit she remembered passing out in. It vaguely resembled some of her other outfits, but she couldn't see how practical it would be in space. That certainly didn't help her headache. A swatch of familiar fabric caught her eye and as she looked at the chair to her left, she found her clothes folded up perfectly, a book (of all things) placed directly on top of them. The table was set as if she was going to eat with someone at the place next to her.]
What is going on?
[An insistent itch at her shoulder blades has her reaching behind to scratch at it, only to find the beginnings of soft downy feathers. Okay...Don't freak out. Don't freak out.
She casually reached over to grab her belongings, as well as the book. Taking a better look at the cover, she saw her name embossed in fancy gold filigree. It unnerved her, but she couldn't feel anything inherently...wrong...with it.
Although, wondering about feelings had her wondering about her brother. Her twin brother. Cautiously, she reached out with what Luke and Anakin's ghost said she possessed, trying to tap into the great Force to reach out to Luke.]
Later, Action
[Later, Leia will be dressed in her own clothes again, one of her blasters strapped to her side and the other in her hand. The journal with her name on it has been shoved into her bag as she walks through the village.
Suspicious? Yes, she's as suspicious as hell. And she's not afraid to show it.
Her path takes her from the center of town to the outskirts, checking the forests and buildings for signs of people she might have known. However, it doesn't take much to catch unwanted attention from her.]
[Sunlight creeping through the windows and striking her in the face was how Leia woke up. She put a hand up to her head to stave off the headache that was promising to be a hindrance later if she didn't nip it in the bud now. She looked around, not recognizing where she was. This certainly wasn't the room she'd fallen asleep in the night before.
No. This was a...bar.
She'd never been in a bar her entire life.
She looked down at her clothes, only to find out that she was in some strange white dress instead of the outfit she remembered passing out in. It vaguely resembled some of her other outfits, but she couldn't see how practical it would be in space. That certainly didn't help her headache. A swatch of familiar fabric caught her eye and as she looked at the chair to her left, she found her clothes folded up perfectly, a book (of all things) placed directly on top of them. The table was set as if she was going to eat with someone at the place next to her.]
What is going on?
[An insistent itch at her shoulder blades has her reaching behind to scratch at it, only to find the beginnings of soft downy feathers. Okay...Don't freak out. Don't freak out.
She casually reached over to grab her belongings, as well as the book. Taking a better look at the cover, she saw her name embossed in fancy gold filigree. It unnerved her, but she couldn't feel anything inherently...wrong...with it.
Although, wondering about feelings had her wondering about her brother. Her twin brother. Cautiously, she reached out with what Luke and Anakin's ghost said she possessed, trying to tap into the great Force to reach out to Luke.]
Later, Action
[Later, Leia will be dressed in her own clothes again, one of her blasters strapped to her side and the other in her hand. The journal with her name on it has been shoved into her bag as she walks through the village.
Suspicious? Yes, she's as suspicious as hell. And she's not afraid to show it.
Her path takes her from the center of town to the outskirts, checking the forests and buildings for signs of people she might have known. However, it doesn't take much to catch unwanted attention from her.]
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[...]
[Ohgodyesplease.]
[He approached her curiously, his briefcase slung over his shoulder.]
Do you need help?
[Ohwowshereallylooksliketheprincesswhatwhatyesyesyesyes.]
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No, I'm merely looking around right now.
[Of course she looks like the princess. She is after all.]
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[Then again, if this really was like the princess he knew, he shouldn't have been too surprised by that reaction.]
You just arrived.
[Definitely a statement, not a question.]
Have you found any friends here yet?
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She's not a monster, after all. And he certainly appeared to be unarmed.]
Yes, a few. You are?
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Yu Narukami.
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My name is Leia, Yu. What can I do for you?
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I should be asking you that, though I guess if you've met with some friends already, you know about the guide.