/takes the huntress out back and buries it (jan mingle pt. II)

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Who: Anyone on the SS Huntress! Crew and visitors.
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Huntress
When: More of January! We got three new crew mates and it will be messy.

IT'S ANOTHER MINGLE FOR OUR EVER-EXPANDING SHIP.

Also, we need an update on how well Koala is doing at pinball.

God, help this ship.

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[beardstrokes]

[ He had just finished his staff and was heading down towards the hold when he spots her. ]

Ah, Leia. Here to visit our intrepid pilot?

[imahologram]

[She smiles at the sight of him.]

Maybe so--I understand that both of the Huntress' pilots are people I'd like to see. What have you been up to?

[beardstrokes]

Making sure we all stay intact, apparently. And fending up possible feuds between the pilot and the captain.

[ Too bad they're both children at heart. ]

Otherwise, I've been keeping to myself . . . mostly to make sense of what I've learned.

[imahologram]

Thanks for doing that. I'm surprised they haven't torn the ship in two. [Seriously, Obi-Wan, thank you. It saves her a tiny bit of headache to know someone's running interference between them.

Her expression sobers.]

It must be a lot to take in.

[beardstrokes]

No more surprised than I am.

[ He glances at her briefly, taking stock of that before looking away. ] It is, for a variety of reasons. But I won't let it dishearten me.

[imahologram]

Your influence, I'm sure, General. [Almost a little teasing, except one probably shouldn't tease General Kenobi!]

For whatever it's worth...things are poised to improve now. [Cold comfort, perhaps, but it's the best she can offer.]

[beardstrokes]

That's debatable, I'm afraid.

[ That, he's not sure of, but he nods. ] I believe you. I'm sure Luke and the rest of you will help the galaxy.

[imahologram]

I'm sure your presence helps. [She's pretty sure it can't hurt at this point.]

If we ever get out of here, anyway. [Someday. Hopefully.] Maybe you could join me for a cup of tea.

[beardstrokes]

Certainly. Though, I'm afraid we'll have to avoid using the kitchen.

[imahologram]

[...Huh.]

What's wrong with the kitchen?

[beardstrokes]

It's in a bit of a mess at the moment.

[ The perils of teenagers. ]

[imahologram]

Your ship never lacks for excitement, does it?

[Why does she want to come here again.]

[beardstrokes]

It certainly doesn't, but I believe we're not that badly off.

[imahologram]

It's not a complete madhouse at the moment, at least.

[Nah, there are definitely some fine people on the Huntress.]

So, where should we have our tea instead?

[beardstrokes]

[ He shrugs lightly. He does have faith it'll pull together. ]

There's a small observation deck. I find that to be a lovely location to look out into space.

[imahologram]

That sounds perfect.

[A little pause. Leia hasn't seen the kitchen's damage yet.]

Your beverage dispenser does still work, right? Otherwise, we might have to run over to the Windrose.

[beardstrokes]

I believe it's still working, though I haven't checked it in the last twenty minutes.

[ and a lot can happen in that time. ]

[imahologram]

Only one way to find out.

[beardstrokes]

Don't take it too badly if it's a mess.

[ He says it in good humour. To him, a good day is a day without a fight and bloodshed. ]

[imahologram]

I've probably seen worse, General.

[Unless the kitchen has become a literal battlefield, which might be the case.

...Which seems to be the case, when they get there. She pauses on the threshold, surveying the damage.]

Your crew likes the lived-in look, I see.

[beardstrokes]

They're . . . precocious. It's much like dealing with children and I'm sorely out of practice.

[ All his students have grown up . . . and ditching him in the process, so. ]

Let's see what we can salvage.

[imahologram]

Remind me again why I want to transfer over here.

[It's more of a mutter, to herself more than Obi-Wan, but audible nonetheless.]

Looks like you still have some mugs, at least.

[beardstrokes]

I'll fetch some tea.

[ Thankfully, the kettle is intact. He starts setting things up. ]

So you wish to transfer here? I'm sure Han found that gratifying.

[imahologram]

When you have space for it.

[As for Han, her response is the same as she gave Solo himself.]

Someone has to keep an eye on him. [A pause.] But from the looks of this kitchen, he's one of the better behaved people here.

[beardstrokes]

Not necessarily.

[ Han does throw a fit at any given thing. ]

I believe that title might belong to someone else.