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[firstrebel]

Who: Hera and YOU!
Broadcast: Video; fleetwide.
Action: The Marsiva hospitality deck.
When: January 4

[ Well, this is clearly a ship, in space, but it's not the Ghost, or any other ship she might be familiar with. It also clearly isn't an Imperial Star Destroyer - if Hera had been captured by the Empire, she'd be really obviously in a prison cell, or worse. Plus, there are no stormtroopers in sight. So, probably not Empire, but probably not the rebellion, either.

Other than that, it could be just about anyone holding her. And she needs to get more information on the situation. A number of possibilities present themselves - she could keep her head down, sneak around, and see if she can eavesdrop it. Or she could play the wide-eyed innocent, and use this handy-dandy video link she seems to be equipped with (seriously, who gives a captive a comm link anyway?)

The comm could be some kind of trick or trap, but Hera trusts her own resourcefulness, so eventually, she flips it on. ]

Uh, hello? I think there might've been a misunderstanding of some sort, here. I've lost track of my ship - were we supposed to go through some kind of inspection?

[ Hera Syndulla: Totally Innocent Freighter Pilot. ]

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[beardstrokes]

[ A Twi'lek, here? Well, better than the Sith. It seemed his hunch about other people appearing from their galaxy was not far off. He's just relieved it wasn't any of their mortal enemies. ]

What was the name of your ship?

[firstrebel]

[ Well, that's certainly a face she's seen before, though she's never actually met the man. Just seen the holochron recording - an a memorable one, at that. She can't quite hide her surprise at the sight, because General Kenobi? Alive? Here? That just seems so impossible. ]

Uh, it's - the Ghost.

[beardstrokes]

The Ghost? I'm afraid I haven't heard of it and most likely, it will not be present here. You are on the Marsiva. It's where us new arrivals start off before we're sent to another ship.

[ He shrugs lightly. ] Unfortunately, contacting your ship is out of the question for now.

[firstrebel]

[ That is not at all what Hera wanted to hear. If the Ghost isn't here, then where is it? And where, exactly, is here anyway? Somewhere she can talk to a long-dead Jedi Knight? ]

I have to say, I don't appreciate being kidnapped. What sort of place is this supposed to be, anyway?

[beardstrokes]

I'm quite sure no one does.

Apparently it's some kind of holodrama that we've unexpectedly been signed on for.

[sandhate]

Very likely you already went through "inspection".

[ anakin skywalker: helping but not really ]

[firstrebel]

[ Yes, very helpful, there. Hera can't really stop the slight twist of her lips - not directed at this man, just at the whole situation. She is needed elsewhere. ]

If it's done, then shouldn't someone be directing me back to my ship?

[sandhate]

[ He flashed a small sympathetic smile. ] Sorry. You might have went through inspection but I don't think your ship did.

If you're like the rest of us, you most likely won't be seeing your ship for a while.

[firstrebel]

Great. That's just - great. And we're in a completely different galaxy?

[sandhate]

[ That's what he's been saying all along! Sarcastically ]

That's what I've been told. I've tried my comlink; there's nothing going out or coming in.

I LIED THERE'S TIME RIGHT NOW LET'S DO THIS

[imahologram]

If there's been a misunderstanding, it's one everyone here shares.

[Leia's not so wide-eyed as Hera's playing at, but she's certainly interested. The influx of prisoners from--or who appear to be from--their galaxy seems unending.

She can't help but wonder just how this woman fits into the tangled web of all-too-familiar faces, if she is indeed from the same part of the universe.]

Where were you last headed?

:D

[firstrebel]

Lothal. [ A lie, but her real destination is classified, and she can't say that because Innocent Freighter Pilots don't do classified. So, Lothal it is. ]

I guess at least I'm not alone, here. Are we all prisoners, then?

[imahologram]

Well, you're a long way from Lothal. [The planet's name gives her pause--if anyone knows her rebel cells, it's Leia--but she carries on as though it doesn't.]

That's right. We're in another galaxy entirely, as far as anyone can tell.

[firstrebel]

Somehow, I'm not surprised.

[ A beat. ]

Except maybe by the different galaxy thing, that's - that's bizarre. Who's in charge? [ Are they, somehow, beyond the Empire's reach? ]

[imahologram]

That is an excellent question. Something called the Atroma.

[If that means precisely nothing to Hera, then they're in similar straits.]

Needless to say, they aren't interested in granting audiences with their prisoners.

[Video]

[falconing]

[ a familiar species! but the twi'lek doesn't look familiar to him, and after a moment or two of consideration -- ]

Your ship's probably wherever mine is, which isn't here.

[ bullshittery, hera. it's total. bullshittery. ]

What kinda ship have you got?

[Video]

[firstrebel]

[ It's such bullshit, Han. ]

A light freighter. I call her the Ghost.

[Video]

[falconing]

[ freighter. han immediately looks more interested. ]

What kind of freighter? -- and I haven't seen anything called the Ghost since I've been down here.

[Video]

[firstrebel]

Oh, it's a VCX-100 that I modified myself.

[ Can it be? Is there another competent pilot around these parts? ]

[Video]

[falconing]

[ hera. a woman after his own heart. and that helps, too, in piecing together the puzzle. innocent ignorant bystander his ass. ]

I fly a modified YT-1300 freighter. The Millennium Falcon.

[ modified for. um. less than legal purposes. but hey, she did her civic duty. ]

What're you hauling that you need a modified vessel for?

[nextlineis]

You're green.

[Yes, thank you, Joseph. I'm sure she noticed that all on her own. This is helpful how exactly?]

[firstrebel]

[ Hera is used to being the only Twi'lek in the room, but she's not used to standing out quite as much as all this. At least people back home know what a Twi'lek is. ]

Very astute.

[nextlineis]

Why are you green?

[Oh my god, Karen you can't just ask people why they're green!]

[firstrebel]

[ Well, that's certainly refreshingly honest. Hera quirks an eyebrow. ]

Genetics.

[nextlineis]

So you could've been a different color? Like blue or something?