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[ranoutofluck]

Who: Han Solo and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: the Golden and the planet
When: the 17th

[text]

that was fun. [No, it wasn't, Han's not slept so long in a long, long time. He's more than a little bit unhappy about it.] did I miss anything while I was out? besides stopping over at a planet for a while, anyway.

speaking of which, anything on there?

[action]

[Han can be found walking around SS Golden stretching his legs after a long time spent asleep in his cabin and occasionally talking to his crewmates and asking after what they've been up to since he fell asleep. He seems a little put out about having missed plenty while he was unconscious, which is--honestly not much of a change in his demeanor, he's always cranky over something.

He can also be found on the planet, hiking out to the massive ruins either by himself or with company. Hell, you might even want to keep him company, even just for a night--he's packed enough food and water for a few days of camping, along with gear for taking whatever he can lift off the hulk and sell off for a few credits, and he's willing enough to share what he's packed with somebody else.]

Comments

[ranoutofluck]

Last time I checked, humans didn't need a week or more of sleep.

[Though, considering his whole life, maybe a week or more of sleep's for the best. Not that Han is willingly going to, anyway, not when there's so much to do.]

I noticed. [He gestures to the plants. He's never really been one to put plants on a ship, himself, but if it works:] Planning on getting any more?

[noprophecies]

It is my understanding that you older lot need more sleep than the younger ones.

[look at how restrained she is, not outright calling him an old man. Not yet, anyway.

She hums a little with a shrug] I might, if I find any different ones. Why? Would you like some of your own?

[ranoutofluck]

I might be old, [at least he admits it] but I ain't that old.

[He doesn't actually sound that offended--there's a note of amusement in that tone, to go along with that mock indignation. Yes, apparently he is that old.]

Why not? [A shrug.] I gotta pass the time somehow.

[noprophecies]

Mmhmm.

[the tone of disbelieve and being a little shit. She grins, though, distracted from being a brat by talking of plants]

I plan to make another trip soon, if you would like me to pick some up for you. Or perhaps you would like to come along?

[ranoutofluck]

[He knows that tone. He's used that tone, decades ago. It's sort of horrifying to realize you're old enough for that tone to be used on you, who knew.]

'Course I'd like to come along. [A huff, like he's somewhat offended by the implication he'd like to stay on the ship.] It's been a while since I last got to stretch my legs, anyway.

[noprophecies]

I would actually prefer if you came along. I do not like being on the planet by myself. [there's still a lilt in her voice, but it's true; she doesn't go there alone]

[ranoutofluck]

Why, you got a bad feeling about it? [It's both gentle teasing and genuine concern.] When's the next time you'll be going down there?

[noprophecies]

[accurate, for all that it's teasing. She shrugs and nods] Something down there is watching us - what it is, I don't know. But I have felt it more than once.

Whenever you would like to, I imagine. It is not as though I am busy.