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[falconing]

Who: Han Solo [falconing] and YOU.
Broadcast: Network-wide!
Action: The Huntress.
When: Now!

[ han solo, on board the huntress, has had a tumultuous week. nothing in comparison to his friends (though, really, if his long-lost family showed up here, han probably wouldn't be able to recognize them, let alone marginally care), but tiring all the same. he's been collecting information from passerby and explored arslae quite a bit. now, he's ready to talk on the network.

of sorts, anyway.

han is sitting at his pilot station in the huntress, and there are some missing panels and things being rearranged and han setting up his chair just the way he likes it. there's no chewbacca here (annoyingly, and, if han admits it, depressingly), so han is doing the work on his own. with some interruptions.

after a moment or two of thinking, han decides to speak.

(if he were smart, he would've figured out what he wanted to say beforehand, but that shit isn't for corellian smugglers.) ]

So I guess I've been assigned to the Huntress, and I've met most of you on board so far... but greetings, salutations, whatever. I'm Han Solo, your new pilot. I'd apologize for the mess, but you'll thank me later.

[ probably. if he doesn't blow up the ship first. ]

I've got a few questions about this Fleet -- one, how many people around here have actually set foot off planet before coming here? Two, any of you know how to fly a ship before getting here? Second part -- who here is a pilot? And three, if any of you have seen a Wookiee by the name of Chewbacca -- he's tall, furry, growls a lot, might've threatened to kill you once or twice -- steer him in my direction. He's harmless. Mostly.

[ han seems to be ready to leave it there, but he glances toward his station before resettling his focus on the camera with a grin, eyes bright. to those who know han solo, esteemed general of the rebellion and captain of the millennium falcon, you can almost be guaranteed what is about to come out of his mouth is no good. ]

So who wants to test out how fast these buckets of bolts can go?

[ confirmed. ]

Comments

[falconing]

[ . . . well. ]

Do you get punished on the Fleet?

[ han sounds interested, now. FORGET THE RACE ]

[mikangirl]

Couldn't tell you for sure. Logically, though? If they're selling the line we're all on reality TV, they aren't gonna care what we do, as long as it's good for ratings.

...though I guess opening fire on your fellow ships might get their attention in a less positive way. [It's the only thing she can think of that might, which certainly isn't a suggestion.]

[falconing]

[ . . . hm. ]

You're seriously telling me I could go down onto the planet, take whatever I want, and get off scot-free.

[ this is

amazing ]

[mikangirl]

Now what have those planet people ever done to you? [Pirate she may be, but she's not a total jerk.]

Anyway, I wouldn't say scot-free. The authorities down there might shoot you instead of arrest you. I'm not so sure the Atroma can retrieve you from that. They might also strip any privileges you got just for being a pain in the ass. Who knows? I haven't exactly tested this theory myself.

[...though she did kind of filch some playing cards and a bunch of whiskey from the last planet and nobody said boo.]

[falconing]

Thievery is never personal.

[ please. ]

What privileges have we got on these boats? Besides flying them around and hoping we wind up somewhere good.

[mikangirl]

It isn't for us. I can think of plenty who'd take it personal. [A definitely deliberate us there; she doesn't care about thievery. She cares about being a dick about it, though.]

I would think some freedom of movement and being able to fly your ship in the first place are privileges when your kidnappers are all powerful assholes. You might be a pilot back home, but the ship won't fly out of its holding pattern for anyone who doesn't have a working pilot augment.

[falconing]

[ that

is actual garbage ]

So you can't even fly these damn things without the chip in your head?

[ han is INSULTED ]

[mikangirl]

I wouldn't rule it out. I just know they default to autopilot without a pilot augment on board. An engineer might be able to override it.

[Nami wouldn't be able to pilot it without the knowledge stuffed into her head, so she's okay with it.]

[falconing]

[ godddd ]

These ships are antiquated pieces of garbage.

[ grumble grumble grumble ]

[mikangirl]

I'll have to take your word for it. They're far ahead of my time.

They wouldn't let you go anywhere fun anyway. Maybe we'll land on a planet you can steal a better one.

[falconing]

I wish.

[ with a heavy sigh ]

This past planet didn't have much for picking.

[mikangirl]

Last one probably didn't have anything you were after either. But we dock like once a month, apparently. [Keep your options open.]

Anyway, I'm Nami. You schedule a race, I'm in.

[falconing]

[ ugh, fantastic. ]

It was worthless. And I'll schedule you in, Nami.