Windrose, where the wind blows

[tothefly]

Who: Windrose crew and you, distinguished visitors!
Broadcast: Naaah.
Action: Windrose, various points in the near vicinity
When: Until we get off this frozen rock

[On New Year's Day, the crew on board the Windrose and those nearby may notice the chill as the doors to the cargo bay are left open, and their captain making quite a bit of noise as she inspects their newly expanded home away from home. This is likely to go on for a while. Feel free to come investigate, chat among yourselves, complain about the cold, etc!]

Comments

[imahologram]

You're Force-sensitive.

[That's what it sounds like to her, anyway, from everything Luke's told her. This isn't quite the same as how he'd speak, but maybe the woman isn't familiar with the Jedi Order.]

[mistyday]

What do you mean, "Force-sensitive?"

[imahologram]

[Luckily, Leia's already had to make this explanation once before. It makes her answer come a little more quickly this time.]

The Force makes up the universe and everything in it. If you're sensitive to it, you can learn to manipulate it--and to observe it in others.

[mistyday]

So... like magic?

[imahologram]

[No, she wants to say. Magic is superstition and nonsense. But she remembers what the Force looks like to people unaccustomed with it and looks for a more politic response.]

...You could say so.

[mistyday]

[Good thing you went for politic there Leia because magic is definitely real in Misty's world.]

I knew it! I knew you had to have some magic in you, to glow like that. Guess they don't call you witches where you come from though.

[imahologram]

[It's technically real in Leia's world, too! Just...provincial backwater understandings of the Force. Uh.]

Oh, no. Trained Force-users are Jedi...if they work with the light side of the Force, anyway.

[mistyday]

And if they're not?

[imahologram]

[Leia's expression darkens.]

Then they're Sith. Word of advice: If anyone introduces themselves to you as Darth Something, stay away.

[mistyday]

Don't worry, if I can feel you, I can feel them. I don't want nothing to do with black mag-- with the Dark Force.

[imahologram]

[Black magic. There's something charming about the way Misty says it.]

I trust you. And there are a lot of good people in the Fleet--you won't want for company.

[mistyday]

[Misty brightens.]

Yeah, everybody's been so nice and welcoming!

[She takes another bite of the pudding.]

I think I'm gonna like it here.