May Mingle (Caprine)

[moonofmylife]

Who: The crew of the Caprine and visitors
Broadcast: N/a
Action: Yes
When: Throughout the month of May

[Enjoy the snacks! Sadly they are mostly goo.]

Comments

[archaeotechnician]

[ (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻ ]

Yeah. Yeah, I know Luke. Who else is here? The princess, the wookiee…?

[ and *looks at smudged writing on hand* ham polo ]

[resnipstance]

Leia was here, yes. But she's also left, along with Luke. As for who's still here from your time-- only a smuggler by the name of Han Solo. I'm not sure if you're acquainted, but he's a decent guy.

From about four or five years before you, there's a twi'lek pilot named Hera Syndulla.

And as for people from my time, there's me, Luke's father and my old master, Anakin Skywalker, Anakin's old master, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and finally Senator Padmé Amidala.

Then there's a Jedi from about four thousand years before all of us, by the name of Vima Sunrider, and two guys from about thirty or forty years into the future by the name of Finn and Poe. The same Finn whose butt I'm here to kick, incidentally.

[archaeotechnician]

[ han solo. oh, wouldn't she love to drop another nest of wasp worms on him.

han never figured high on her list of priorities, however, so he along with every other name ahsoka mentions is promptly set aside. all but two. skywalker and amidala. how very interesting. ]

Luke must have been ecstatic to meet his dad. [ and his mom, but that thought aphra keeps between her teeth. the jedi went to a lot of trouble keeping amidala's pregnancy a secret. aphra doubts luke himself knew of his royal naboo lineage. she's not going to out herself as being privy to such sensitive detail. ]

[resnipstance]

Oh yeah. Big time.

Anakin... wasn't so much.

[Poor Luke.]

[archaeotechnician]

[ eh, kid could use some toughening up.

on the outside: ] That's rough.

[ a beat. ]

Anything else I should know?

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka tilts her head to the side, like she's thinking. After a beat:]

Hmm. Nope! I think that's everything. Anything else you'd like to ask?

[archaeotechnician]

Can I hold a lightsaber?

[resnipstance]

Sure. [She tosses one of her makeshift lightsabers Aphra's way. Catch.] It's not a real one, though.

[She would be much less willing to let someone else hold it if it were.]

[archaeotechnician]

[ still.

aphra hops off her seat, lightsaber in hand. upon activation, she can tell the difference, one that goes beyond the difference in color.

she's still grinning like she's planning to kill batman. ]

fudges completely non-scientific fantasy science

[resnipstance]

I tried to make it as close to the real thing as possible, but they still won't cut through anything. It's a heat and energy problem-- kyber crystals are self-regulating and self-contained. The energy they produce goes around in a circuit, so it's constantly feeding on and re-using the same energy it puts out. So it never needs a power source, and the heat doesn't escape the crystal.

Everything else I've tried here doesn't come close. Whenever I manage get it hot enough to actually cut something, the parts melt or the wiring explodes.

fudges right after so much fudge ( also helps when I don't submit prematurely thanks phone )

[archaeotechnician]

You could play with the design. [ extinguishing the blade, aphra turns the hilt over. if she looks like she wants to get at the components inside it's because she does. ]

You might have to sacrifice the blade extension. At least to this degree. But if you can get a core for the blade, a good power cell, of course, you'll have to insulate the crap out of this thing, but with the magnetic field you could, in theory, contain the plasma and keep anything that's not supposed to melt from melting…

[ please interrupt. ]

[resnipstance]

Most of the time we land on backwater planets that are lucky if they can even travel as far as their nearest moon. It was hard enough to get the tech for this much.

[archaeotechnician]

Ugh, really?

[ time to start "salvaging" from ships she's not on then. ]

I'll figure it out. As long as I'm stuck here, I could do with a project.

[resnipstance]

Well, let me know if you want company. Otherwise, I'll be interested to see what you come up with!

[Some people like to work alone. Some people don't. So she leaves the ball in Aphra's court.]

[archaeotechnician]

And turn down a Jedi's help? You can float things to me.

[ she's kidding except not at all. ]

[resnipstance]

[Teasingly:] Oh is that all I am to you? I see how it is.

[archaeotechnician]

Seeing as otherwise I'd have to pay you and I happen to be broke…yeah. That is, unfortunately, how it is. [ :'< ]

[resnipstance]

[Ahsoka blinks, confused.]

Wait, why would you have to pay me?

[archaeotechnician]

[ you sweet summer child. ]

Rule of the galaxy, kiddo. No one does anything for free anymore. [ if they ever did. aphra waves a dismissive hand. ] Don't worry about it.

I'll sketch something up and get you a list of materials. I figure between the two of us we might have better luck of finding everything.

[resnipstance]

Seriously. I don't need your money. I have more than I need here.

[More than she ever had back home, truth be told. She doesn't really know what to do with it all. She spends most of it on obsessively re-stocking the Starstruck with non-perishable foods whenever they stop somewhere, and the rest of it on parts to tinker with in her room.]

[archaeotechnician]

Okay. [ she holds her hands up in mock surrender. ] I believe you.

[ her hands drop; one extends. ]

How about friends?

[resnipstance]

I can deal with friends! [She shakes on it.] Friends.

[Ahsoka is easy like that.]