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Who: Jaina
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: There's a new engineer joining the Bishop.
When: She might manage to wait five minutes after the latest shuffling.

The layout of these controls don't make any kind of sense. Not by any scheme I've seen on a ship, anyway.

[Yep, there is a teenager with her device propped on a nearby console, leaning elbows on another while she peers at it, intent. As she goes, she nearly taps buttons and levers, behaving enough not to actually muck with anything.]

It's not like snubfighter controls. Believe me, I know. But if this were anything like a Corellian YT-series I'd expect this to handle pitch, and...that should be yaw. Are the thrusters strictly forward? Maybe there's a z-axis control.

[These are all incorrect, and she seems to understand that. She chews her bottom lip, distracted with thought, before she finally turns her head to look directly into the camera again.]

How universal are the designs on these ships? I'm on Bishop, and there's a few things I can peg as customizations, but not too much. I've got a feeling I should try to learn as much as I can. Especially if I'm going to have to open a few of these panels up after a while to make sure it keeps working correctly.

[Admittedly, part of that feeling is the simple fact that regardless of the circumstances surrounding her presence in this fleet, she is stoked about learning the intricacies of a new style of ship.]

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[She feels like this whole bored thing is her dad trying to play it cool for a surprise. Han definitely tries to play it cool a lot, so it doesn't seem that far-fetched.]

Even if you have the right knowledge, it takes the right augment. So that means there's something in the code, right? Like a proximity key.

I know. I'm not old enough to try, am I?

[It would be a new twist on an old story. She's allowed to fly sometimes, but she doesn't get her own ship until she's older. Not that it keeps her from trying.]

No one's figured it out, and I'm told taking them out's a bad idea.

[ and even if it weren't, han isn't letting anyone near his brain, thank you. ]

You're old enough to know your way around a ship. What is she?

[ coreillian YT series teaches him something, but not enough. still curious, and still weedling out information. ]

I know, I'm not going to pry anything out. Multitools and hydrospanners are easy, but I'm not ready to try my hand at cybernetic enhancements.

[Although the notion that everyone here is now a cyborg is both intriguing and worrying. She didn't sign up to be a Lobot.

That question, though, gets a lopsided grin. Is this a pop quiz, dad?]

An old YT-1300. I'd tell you the serial number, but at this point it's probably got a dozen codes to transmit, and none of them are the original.

The Falcon. I hope we've got her stowed somewhere around here. Wonder which is faster, these fleet ships, or the Falcon?

[ an old yt-1300 called the falcon?

the incredulous expression is enough, really, to probably clue jaina in that no one else should have that ship, thank you very much. who in the hell is this kid and why is she claiming that her family has the millennium falcon -- ]

[ -- unless someone stole it, those bastards, but no one would be stupid enough to steal the millennium falcon -- ]

[ -- and we? why is she saying we --

oh.

oh.

wait for it, it's connecting now. ]

[ this is going to be a long fucking day ]

[ -- but before han can even begin to comment on that, something jaina said catches up with him, and he's immediately indignant. ]

Which is faster, the ship that managed the Kessell Run in under twelve parsecs, or these hunks of junk?

[ shrewdly ]

Can't imagine, kid, really. No idea.

[ TODAY IS GOING TO BE A REALLY LONG FUCKING DAY ]

[She loves that indignation, leaning in with excitement.]

We won't know until we set up a race, will we? Like Ord Mantell, but with a bit less criminals trying to even old scores.

[ -- alright, no, he can't do this in a public feed. he locks it. ]

Before we get around to doing that, what year is it for you? When did you come from.

[And Jaina might be a kid, but she can tell that means something is up. Also, she's starting to recognize that's a question she'll be hearing a lot.]

It's 24 ABY by the Coruscant Standard Calendar.

Let me guess. Something's out of place?

[ -- so a good... 15 years. his brow furrows slightly. jaina honestly doesn't recognize that he's fifteen years younger? or maybe -- ]

... that's a word for it.

[ finally, and he settles back into his chair with a frown. he doesn't know, really, how best to handle this, and even though he's figured it out by now -- ]

What's your name?

[At this point Jaina's used to her parents being these amazing figures who can't be touched by anything; also, people aged ridiculously well in the old EU. Besides, put him on a little screen and a few wrinkles and grey hairs might not be so obvious.]

Jaina Solo.

So how'd you get here, Dad? We can grab the Falcon, right?

[ he is so not qualified to do this, this is so not his division ]

... no.

[ han will tackle the other part in a minute, best to just answer the kid's questions now ]

She's not here. We're not even in the same galaxy, and the star systems don't line up the way they should. There's no sign of any familiar ships, or the rebellion -- but I'd guess that's old news, for you.

[ this is beyond bizarre ]

I don't mind hearing more of the stories. Just...later.

[Jaina can prioritize. Honest.]

Guess we're really going to be here for a while.

It's less stories, and more 'we're not on the same page.'

[ may as well be blunt about it, right ]

But we haven't figured out a way to get out of here yet, and it's not looking like that's happening anytime soon.

The time you stomped on Jabba's tail in a spaceport could have happened five days ago. It's still a story from anyone's perspective, Dad.

[She loves her dad, but it seems like the story about Greedo in the cantina seems to change every time it gets told.]

So how long have you been here?

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1/4 PROBABLY??

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3/5

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OKAY DONE

amazing priorities, han. amazing

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