driftfleet | Chocolate-flavored Dessert Cream on the House

[The bunks are filling up, but the new faces just keep appearing!

Are you a travel-weary passenger having trouble keeping your crew roster straight? Perhaps you are a fresh new recruit, finding themselves dumped into a new (and much less shiny) home. Or, maybe you've been around for a little bit and just haven't bothered meeting the other weirdos on this ship yet--what is their problem, anyway?

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[ Why are you doing illegal things. Why this. Obi-Wan waits a bit to see if Han has noticed him.

Then he clears his throat. Pointedly. ]

Dare I ask?

[ because his name is han solo and what else would he be doing with his spare time.

han straightens at the clearing of the throat, dusting off his hands and turning to obi-wan, with half a grin. ]

You could.

[ BUT DO YOU WANT TO, THAT IS THE QUESTION ]

[ Sigh. He pinches his nose. ]

Did you open the crates?

What -- no. Have a little more faith in me.

[ in indignation! ]

I bought some parts to play around with when we leave here, to modify this ship into something that's not a bucket of bolts.

[ pause ]

Why, what's in the crates?

[ hE'LL TOTALLY GO OPEN THEM ]

[ This is where the faith meter tends to drop. ]

From what I gathered, nothing harmful. I've been doing sweeps of the area ever since they've arrived. I believe they're . . . gumballs? According to some announcements.

I feel it is in our best interests to keep them shut.

[ there's a long silence before han turns, edging around obi-wan to look at the crates in question -- and he raps his knuckles against them, brow furrowed. ]

... what the hell's so important about gumballs to warrant a search and a stall?

[ incredulous, and he turns to obi-wan, skeptical ]

Nobody's opened them up yet? Seriously?

Someone has, otherwise we would not know what lay inside.

As for importance . . . [ He shrugs ] Who knows?

I never got stopped by the Empire over gumballs.

[ not that han ever shuttled around gumballs BUT THE POINT REMAINS ]

I just stayed away from 'em because I had better things to do... do you know who actually popped open one of these things? We can go take a look through theirs instead of ours.

[ shuffle the blame around bro ]

And I think we can all thank the Force for that.

[ nice try. ]

I think Ahsoka's ship did? But I'm not sure.

Good, I can get her to steal some for me.

[ lightly ]

We can dissect them in the lab.

You want to dissect . . . gum balls.

[ Why? Does he even want to know? ]

They've gotta be worth something, if this station is putting us on quarantine and locking our accounts. Like hell they're actually gumballs.

[ come on obi-wan think outside the box ]

Why would Atroma put 'em here?

[ I'm sorry I don't think like a criminal. ]

Perhaps to take up space and make things difficult for us? Personally, I'm just glad there are no assassin droids in the boxes.

Edited 2016-02-09 03:31 (UTC)

Yet.

[ CONSTANT VIGILANCE OBI-WAN ]

There's gotta be more of a reason than that.

[ with a frown -- han may be a total criminal, but he's an observant criminal. street smarts, man. ]

I'll just ask Ahsoka to send some over.

We barely have enough space as it is, Han.

[ He glances at the crates. ]

I don't think their motives were sinister. This time, at least.

We've got room for a couple of gumballs.

[ jeez obi-wan ]

And you've got a hell of a lot more faith than I do.

Now we do. We may never know if new people will be joining the Huntress. Already, many ships are over capacity.

[ Dryly. ] It's my thing, so to speak.

I'll store 'em in my room, would that satisfy your specific needs?

[ THE WORLD'S MOST PATRONIZING PERMISSION ASKER ]

[ Without a single hint of irritability or mockery. ]

It would, in fact. Should I tell Greed that we'll be storing them in your room now? To save space, of course.

I only want a handful of gumballs, old man, you're overreacting.

[ under his breath, and han shoves the crate with great purpose into a further corner of the cargo bay. to organize better.

jeez. ]

I always suspected you had the beginnings of sweetness.

[ This is funny. How was Han every affiliated with Jabba or any criminal element? He'd stick out like a sore thumb. ]

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