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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.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[That's. a very low-tech sounding flight device, and Leia can't even imagine a time when something like that would've been in use in her own galaxy. That sort of thing doesn't even exist as a novelty flight device.]

I am. I'm from a planet called Alderaan. Earth isn't a place that I've ever heard of until just now.

[What do you mean, low-tech, this is the height of technology and mechanical engineering!]

Just like I haven't heard of Alderaan, I suppose. It's not in the same solar system as Earth at the very least. Of course, the galaxy is very big and we haven't been able to observe much beyond the planets that orbit around the same sun as ours.

[She shakes her head, a small upturn to the corner of her lips at that his observation there.]

No, not at all. If Earth were in Alderaan's system, I would have known of it.

[But that aside--]

You've never left your planet until now?

That is not something that we can typically do, no. At least not in the time I am from. One author has written a rather fantastical story about humans going to the moon using a giant canon, but it's all fancy.

[Besides, he probably wouldn't have been able to space travel even if that had been available.]

[The mental image of going to a planet's moon using a canon is equal parts amusing and horrifying.]

If it's any reassurance, at least where I'm from, we don't use canons to travel to moons or other planets.

That does sound reassuring indeed. I honestly do not think it would work.

I assume you are more used to this kind of travel?

[He looks around them at the hull of the ship.]

[Leia nods. There are quite a few extreme differences between this and what she's used to that she's noticed, but in general, being on a ship isn't unusual for her.]

I am. It's something I've grown up with access to.

Then, I suppose that would situate you as very far in the future compared to myself.

Have you at least been lucky enough to already know someone here? Although maybe lucky isn't the right word here.

[Who would feel lucky in this situation, after all.]

There's one I've heard from, yes.

[And out of anyone from the entire galaxy, she feels she was pretty lucky in which person she knew was also here. Even with different memories, Han is still preferable to nearly anyone else.]

And you? Are there others from London here?

One of my acquaintances is here as well.

Oh, and forgive my lack of manners. I haven't even introduced myself. Randolph Lyall, at your service.

[And he'll give a little bow.]

Leia Organa.

[She doesn't bow or anything in return, but she does tilt her head slightly to the side, nodding in response to his introduction.]

Circumstances aside, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Lyall.

[That attitude - and the way she holds herself, and speaks, really - is reminiscent of nobility and she does give that sort of vibe. That at least is quite familiar to Lyall and easy to react to.]

Likewise, Lady Organa.

[politeness and manners are something Leia does indeed appreciate, but there's one thing she'd like to make known. Shaking her head, she adds--]

Please, just "Leia" is fine.

[There's a bit of a raised eyebrow at that - Lyall is not used to familiarity, and in fact actively avoids it whenever possible.]

I really couldn't call a lady only by her given name. It really wouldn't be proper.

If you're sure.

[Because it's not as if she can order anyone to refer to her by her first name here. She could always joke about doing that back home, in non-professional/rebellion settings.]