these are the days, it never rains but it pours...

[falconing]

Who: The crew of the Huntress and all visitors!
Action: On board the Huntress.
When: The month of January!

It's a mingle! For our new crew, resolving various catastrophes, and assuring Han Solo he made the correct decision in becoming a good person. Please send help.

Comments

[beardstrokes]

For a Senate, that might work out well.

[ Maybe they can get someone not awful or politically greedy. At least, Obi-Wan hopes so. ]

[falconing]

We won't know until we try.

[ with a shrug ]

Besides, anything's better than what we had before.

[beardstrokes]

. . . How much do you all remember of the old Senate?

[ How much of it was even left? Can they avoid the mistakes they had made? Granted, the Jedi and the Senate were expertly manipulated. They had no way of avoiding without forewarning. ]

[falconing]

What old Senate.

[ it's said blithely ]

The Empire seized control when I was a kid -- maybe around the time Luke and Leia were born, a little after. It's been in charge ever since.

[beardstrokes]

I see.

[ All of it was gone? But Bail still held power on Alderaan. Perhaps they delegated. ]

Well, thank you Captain Solo. You've given me a lot to think about.

[falconing]

[ to han, there's really no difference. people could hold power on planets all they wanted, and claim neutrality, but the empire still controlled it all. no one left star systems and entered others without the empire taking notice. alderaan had been a resistance -- but they met the same end as everyone else that disobeyed.

he arches his eyebrows, at that, and offers him half a shrug. ]

Wish it was happier stuff.

[ and he means that, genuinely. ]

[beardstrokes]

[ He smiles, faintly touched. ]

Perhaps I can make happier news out of it.

[falconing]

Be my guest.

[ but han isn't so sure on the whole changing the future thing ]

[beardstrokes]

[ He bows lightly, preparing to leave. He's taken up enough of Han's time. ]

Thank you and may the Force be with you.

[falconing]

[ there's a slight sigh at that, but han reclines in his chair, frowning at obi-wan contemplatively for a moment, before -- ]

May the Force be with you.

[ he even says it without a tone

SATISFIED ]

[beardstrokes]

[ I'm so proud of you. ]