Who: Leia Organa [Open to family] What: Special Delivery from Exar Kun Where: the Millenium Falcon When: Immediately following this Rating: PG at least
Maybe it wasn't a good idea. Maybe it was even a terrible idea. But the alternatives were backing down, or admitting he'd hurt her. Neither was something Leia Organa had much experience in.
So she'd insulted him. There was no reason to assume the dreams she'd had last night had anything to do with him. No reason to let him take credit for it, not after the day she'd had. That alone might have triggered the dreams. And she'd always felt connected to Luke, so why wouldn't she have known, even seen it, when he was abducted by this man?
As she was typing back a response, her mind already racing, trying to find out where Luke had been staying so she could discern some kind of trail, pain spiked hard in her mind. Images like the ones she'd dreamed, only faster, carrying pain, and tremors of violence. Her hand slid, raking across the keys before gripping the board. Leia shut her eyes, trying to push away the images, but they only intensified. The scent of blood and gore filled her nose and mouth, visions pouring through her eyes like water in a sieve, until Leia slipped into unconsciousness, crashing to the ground in a heap.