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[oratorical]

Who: Leia Organa, possibly you too.
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Aboard the Marsiva and the Vanquish later on
When: Upon arrival and after the shuffle and anything else anyone tosses in as a wildcard.

A. Broadcast/Hospitality Deck

[Space travel, for Leia, is far from new. There hasn't been a time in her life where she wasn't able to board a ship and travel to another planet. Travel without her knowledge, though? That's new, and that has her on guard, because she doesn't recognize her surroundings, doesn't know whose ship this is, and doesn't yet know how to her people or to get away on her own. (good luck with that one, Leia.) Not to mention this whole reality show nonsense...

What she does recognize is a camera when she sees one. Narrowing her eyes and raising her chin, Leia peers down at the camera, her expression doing a good job at masking the unease she's feeling thanks to... well, everything here.]

If this is a joke, it's not a funny one.

[As much as she wants more information and needs to know exactly where she is and what's going on, she's too on edge, guarded, and distrustful to outright ask. But that's not to say she won't respond if anyone responds to her... less-than-amused broadcast.

For anyone else currently in or around the welcome area later on, they're likely to see Leia inspecting her new surroundings. She has questions--too many, probably, that she doesn't even really know where to begin asking them--and trying to find answers herself is her first instinct.

But, as closed off and standoffish as she may seem at the moment, noticing someone near her, well--that's a resource for more information, and someone else presumably in a similar situation. It wouldn't be right to not reach out.]

At least this is cleaner than the last ship I was on.

[meaning, the Falcon. Ha...]

B. Aboard the Vanquish

[You know who isn't quite fond of surprises? Leia. Leia isn't fond of them. This whole appearing in a fanfare of confetti and music and... chocolate goo? is really not her thing. Leia blinks, essentially stunned into silence for a moment, glancing around at the confetti, the dessert, and all this ridiculously unnecessary ceremony.

She doesn't plan on sticking around the bridge for long, though she will stop if anyone in the bridge as she arrives greets her. That, or if anyone in the bridge notices the untouched chocolate cream left behind. She's got other things on her mind to deal with now besides suspicious dessert goo.

Most of Leia's first day on board is spent, as likely all new arrivals do, wandering the ship and getting a feel for her new surroundings. ...And occasionally shaking yet another hidden poof of confetti from her hair. But rather than getting to know every inch of her new ship, Leia gravitates first toward the nearest porthole window, scouring the stars to see if there's any hint of any system or other space landmark-of-sorts that she recognizes. (There isn't.) Anyone who happens to come across her while space-gazing, may get hit with:]

There's something unsettling about not being able to place this system.

[Place it in relation to any of the systems she's more familiar with, that is.]

C. Broadcast/text

[In her time here, Leia has done some investigating, scouring the network to get a better idea of where she is, what's going on, and who else is here with her. It's information easily at hand, and it would be remiss of her to not make use of it. It's when looking through the media files that she comes across a few words that catch her attention, and as much as she's still reluctant to broadcast herself, she has questions that need answers--]

Have any of you found files here from your home galaxies that no longer exist in your current time?

[in other words, someone found the Jedi Code uploaded in the files. And more than just the fact that it speaks about the Jedi and indicates maybe others from her same galaxy had been here at some point, what catches Leia's curiosity about this is that, as far as she's aware, this information had likely been completely destroyed in the years since the fall of the Republic.]

D. Wildcard

[If you want something else not covered by the above options, let me know and we can work it out. Continuing test drive threads here is also 100% okay with me.]

Comments

B. Vanquish

[outstandingbalance]

[The sound of a fanfare gets Natasha's attention. It doesn't take her too long to track down the new arrival, though she's already made it off the bridge. Natasha finds her leaning close to one of the viewing ports.]

Would you usually be able to?

[oratorical]

[So this must be one of her new shipmates. Obviously. Why else would she be here? Well, if she's going to be stuck here for a while, there's no reason to be too standoffish.]

I'd typically find something recognizable. But nothing here resembles any part of the galaxy I know.

[Naturally. But it's different actually seeing it in person like this, versus being told it's a thing.]

[outstandingbalance]

[Natasha takes position on the other side of the window, watching the stars as much as her new shipmate.]

So the space travel thing isn't new for you.

Video

[straightouttacarbonite]

[ He can't help it-- seeing a familiar face is exciting, kind of strangely a relief. Even if it's a face that tends to be scowling at him. Even if she really has more important places to be. ]

It's not a joke and it's not funny.

Video

[oratorical]

[Not focusing on the screen when she receives this message, it's his voice she hears first. And it instantly causes her to drop her guard, her shoulders slacking, eyes going wide, breath catching in her throat. Because logically she knows there's no way she should be hearing his voice right now. It's not possible. She doesn't even know which part of the galaxy he had already been taken to, or whether he actually was alive or would recover fully.

But that's clearly his face coming through, however it happened. And even though she visibly relaxes just slightly upon seeing it's actually (or seems like it's actually) Han, there's a lingering vulnerability in her expression he likely hasn't seen yet in his time.]

Han?

Video

[straightouttacarbonite]

[ It's not quite what he'd expect from her, no. Last time they spoke she was-- well, herself. Aggressively princessy, he thinks of it. Fired up and commanding like she expected him to go along with it just because she said so. And then he did. (Because of the money, he tells himself, only because of the money, but somehow when he looks her in the eye-- so to speak-- it's harder to keep that in mind.)

He chalks it up to being suddenly here; that would be enough to unsettle anyone. ]

For the record, none of this is my fault. But I might be running a little behind schedule, here.

[ it's funny because the fate of the rebel alliance depends on it, right? Ahahahaaa..... ]

A

[sandywolf]

[The man she addresses this to is rather... nondescript, for lack of a better word. Or he would be if he wasn't on a spaceship because this is clearly not his element at all.

He is quite small, at most 5'3", and wearing an impeccably tailored three-piece suit in muted brown colors. His hair is sandy and slightly long, gathered into a low ponytail at his neck. He has nice features, but nothing in them seems to stand out. He seems rather utterly unremarkable.
And in all the time he has been here, he has been one of the few new arrivals who has seemed to not freak out or demand immediate answers, but clearly he's been observing everything keenly.

Upon being addressed, and by a lady no less he gives her a little bow - but not before his eyes dart up at her choice of hair arrangement. Unorthodox, to say the least.]

I am afraid I wouldn't have anything to compare to. This technology is far more advanced than anything I am used to.

[oratorical]

[His outfit, on the other hand, seems strange and entirely out of place to Leia. People dressing up in nicer outfits is something she hasn't been around consistently in years, never mind that suits like that aren't common at all in a galaxy far, far away.

But the clothing is secondary, when paired with his answer to her comment.]

Where is it you're from?

[Because sure, she may have gotten the basics about what's going on here, but it's still difficult to believe.]

[sandywolf]

London. The planet would be called Earth.

[And how strange that this is now something he actually has to say now.]

Honestly, I had never even stepped foot on a dirigible before being brought here.

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[asphodels]

A file from home? No, I've found nothing from my home on the systems here. Lots of things have been brought by people before, though, so that could be why?

[oratorical]

It could be. But that raises more questions, in this case. I can't imagine how this particular file would have been brought on board.

[asphodels]

Even if the people were from your world? That happens sometimes too - people come and go from the Fleet without warning.

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[postocular]

Somehow, I don't think they were trying to be funny. The Atroma think they are helping by bringing us here.

video;;

[oratorical]

I fail to see how any of this is helping us.

[And even if they were trying to help, Leia could think of about 5,000 other ways, at least, for them to lend their assistance.]

video;;

[postocular]

It's really not for most people, ma'am.

Video (a)

[passingthrough]

I'm starting with welcome back even though that's probably just confusing and alarming at this point. [Because she's done this too many times to worry that much about it. People are always coming and going and more often than not coming back with or without memories. She'll guess from what little she said it's without. She wouldn't mind being proven wrong though.]

Welcome back, Leia.

[oratorical]

[Confusing and alarming is about right. So far, that simple phrase does nothing for Leia except raise her defenses higher, even more wary about her current situation.]

"Welcome back"?

[passingthrough]

You or a version of you was here before which you were probably going to hear about eventually. Figured I'd take the bullet. [Then again it was long enough ago now that there aren't that many people who were here back then. Not a thing she likes to think about.]

It's a common occurrence here. Sometimes it even happens where two of kind of the same person are here at the same time which is much weirder. [She's been there.]

B Vanquish

[krammbunctious]

[New person! The tall, broad dragonborn smiles as he meets someone unfamiliar in the hallway.]

Oh, I never really paid much attention to the stars back home. I mean I knew some constellations and it's weird not seeing them, but I'm no navigator. You know what I do miss? A good ol' dungeon crawl, or a tussle with an owlbear; anything to get the blood flowing, yeah?

[He sticks a clawed hand out in way of greeting,] Name's Kramm, and you are ... ?

[oratorical]

[Luckily for Kramm, non-humans aren't something Leia is too surprised by. She can't quite place what he is, but he's close enough to some alien species she's interacted with before that it's not alarming.

She takes his offered hand, still guarded and wary about all of this, but. Well, if this is one of her new shipmates, she knows she ought to start off on a better foot.]

Leia. What do you mean by dungeon crawl?

[krammbunctious]

It's a pleasure, Leia.

[His grip is gentle, a great strong beast cognizant of the weight he wields. After introductions he crosses his arms and leans lazily against a bulkhead.]

Find a dungeon, clear it out of nasties. Get yourself some gold, treasure if you're lucky.

So I take it you're used to this kind of thing? [He makes a general motion to the ship around them.]

A

[meowbel]

Well, if it is a joke, then I'll sure be disappointed! Because it lacks a punchline and all good jokes need one!

[Mabel, you're missing the point!]

[oratorical]

[Missing the point, maybe, but this sort of response catches Leia off-guard, in a way. She blinks, eyebrows raised, at Mabel's response.]

I think we'd be the punchline, if this were a joke.

[Action]

[padadin]

((Continuing from here))

[He doesn't blame her for jumping on those words, and he feels a bit bad for having to destroy that hope. Don't worry, Leia, you aren't the only one who has an universe to save from an evil empire.]

I know what you're thinking, and no, it wasn't something I've achieved on my own. We don't have a choice on the matter - Atroma some times just decide to send us back and live more of our lives before dragging us back. People disappear all the time, too, supposedly they go home.

[oratorical]

[Well there go those hopes, not that it shows outwardly save for Leia pressing her lips tightly together for a moment as she considers all of this information. It's a lot, all of this here is a lot. And that's the nicest way to put her thoughts on everything.]

It sounds as if you've got a lot of experience with that second one, as well.