Anakin is the youngest Solo (youngestsolo) wrote in the100, @ 2015-08-16 16:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, anakin solo, han solo |
Log; Anakin Solo & Han Solo
Who: Han Solo & Anakin Solo
When: July 27 shortly after Anakin's arrival [slightly backdated obviously]
Where: Forests outside mount weather.
What: Father & Son bonding time.
Rating: Low
Status: COMPLETE.
Han looked over at his son. His son. Of course, he remembered all of them now. He'd lived out twenty years of his life without really living it. That was one of the oddities of this place. He knew that Jacen had a fondness for animals, that Jaina was a better pilot than him, and that Anakin was, well, a lot like him. But it was a still a little bit strange to be standing outside Mount Weather, overlooking the surrounding forests, alongside Anakin. The last time he'd seen the boy in his memories, they'd been escaping a dead planet. They'd been… well, he didn't want to think about it. Not now that his family was slowly coming together again. "Did you want to look around?" It was the sort of non-committal question he might have asked any of the newcomers. They were well within the five mile perimeter that was open to them, and there was plenty to see within that space. But he'd come armed, anyway. He didn't want a random Grounder to stumble across them, or worse, one of the wild creatures that still haunted these parts. Exploring the woods was safe, but it could never be completely so. "Um, yeah," Anakin's response was almost immediate as he looked over at his Father. His dad looked younger too, not quite as young as his mom looked, and it seemed he remembered Anakin well enough. And while Anakin had explored the entirety of their residence and the mountain itself, he really hadn't explored outside at all. He added a nod to re-emphasize his interest in exploration. Meditation could only make so much sense of everything that had happened. And even as much time as he'd spent trying to get answers and sort through them - it wasn't going to give him a full look at what this place really was about. And since it seemed likely he might be here for a while, he had decided pretty quickly that he needed to figure it out and to decide how to best improve life here not just for himself and his parents, but for everyone. "Have you been out lots?' The question was basic, safe, still Anakin trying to figure out exactly what was different about his Dad, because it felt like something was even if he couldn't put his finger on what it was exactly. Han led them towards a path that extended out into the surrounding trees. He knew that it was one of the shorter nearby trails, eventually circling back towards the mountain, and he knew, too, that remaining in close proximity to the mountain offered the best protection. "I go out sometimes with hunting parties, mapmakers, people who have nothing better to do." His thoughts weren't really on the people he usually escorted around the mountain, though. They were still trying to place Anakin in his memories. Was he younger than he remembered him being? Different somehow? "It's not the same as scouting with the Falcon, but it's the best they've got." Anakin nodded, realizing rather for the first time that the Falcon wasn't here, and it was really weird to think of his Dad being without the freighter. It was possibly the thing that most defined his Father outside of family, Chewie - that was another thought that was a weird one as he remembered what his mother said. The last thing his Dad remembered was Chewie's death. Maybe that was what was different about him. Anakin couldn't imagine his father without his Wookiee co-pilot and best friend. But he didn't exactly want to ask about it, knowing that whatever the memory was it was probably unpleasant to think about. "It sort of reminds me a bit of Yavin IV," he offered, stuffing his hands in his pockets and keeping himself alert. He wasn't certain what dangers there were here, but if it reminded him of Yavin IV, it probably had a few dangers around just as Yavin IV did. And Anakin had spent enough time wandering the forests with Tahiri, and enough time listening to the stories Jaina and Jacen had told him, to know that there were others that he'd never (fortunately) run into. "I mean, maybe not so tropical, I guess, but, the forests, the lack of people except for where we are. That stuff, reminds me of Yavin IV. But, I've not really had a chance to explore or look around - it might not be the best of comparisons. How long have you been here?" Han agreed that the place had a similarity to Yavin IV. Maybe even Kashyyyk. But in spite of these comparisons, Earth had her own strange sense. There were lots of trees here, and lots of dangers lurking in said-trees, and that's where the similarities probably ended. "Your mom and I's probably been here a little over four months. It's a great place to explore, but it's best to take precautions..." He knew that his son was a Jedi-in-training, but he wasn't sure how far along that path Anakin was. And, truth be told, even with three Jedi children, Han still thought there wasn't anything better than a good blaster. It was better to shoot first than not shoot and end up speared, or gorged, or worse. "Did they say where you'll be working?" Anakin glanced over at his father with a good natured almost an eye-roll. But it was his dad and he always helped when Anakin tried the same move in the Falcon that Anakin had seen Han pull a dozen times before and without the advantage of Force-enhanced reflexes. It seemed as if it was kind of an expected situation no matter when his dad was from. But still? Anakin could be careful. He always had been and even he wasn't fond of going out alone. It was nice to have someone watching his back. Although who that would be here when it was his dad or his mom and he didn't have either of his siblings or Tahiri or Lowie or any of the other Jedi Knights he'd trained with he couldn't really say. He could say where he would be working though and he was reasonably pleased with the assignment for the moment. It would give him time to tinker with this world's tech - such as it might be - and to sort of figure out if he could help it so there was a grin on his face as he said: "computer stuff. They apparently were impressed when I told them I took a droid apart at two and put it back together again. Well, sort of. But I was two." Han shook his head, a matching grin on his face. "Hey, I'd almost find that impressive, if you weren't my son. I bet you're outpacing my knowledge of Earth tech soon enough. You've got an alright handle on the Falcon now..." It was meant as a compliment; for as much as he might have had his disagreements with Anakin, he knew that his kids were destined to be great. They'd apparently inherited quite a bit from their mom's side of the family and, maybe, just a little bit from his. It was too much, though, to be thinking about Anakin and the Falcon. The last time they'd all been together had been… disastrous, to put it mildly. Not that that had anything to do with Anakin's flying. Han thought that if Anakin were from that time he'd have said something about it by now, which meant the boy was probably from before, making this conversation all the more difficult. "You've probably picked up your mom and I are from different points in time." It sounded more like a question than a statement. Anakin grinned, a smile that could have been inherited from no one but his Father. The praise was honest enough that he would gladly take it. Maybe his father was before Anakin had messed up the Falcon a bit or maybe far enough after that it was clear to him that Anakin was a decent pilot. Either way, it made Anakin smile. But his dad's next question made him pause. It had been pretty obvious that his mom had been younger and fairly obvious to him that his Dad at least knew him and Anakin was grateful for that. He nodded though. "Mom had kinda made that clear when she looked so young and didn't know me," he said with a quick shrug that was a bit like his father as well. "But you remember me, right?" Han felt himself nodding. "I'm before you're around, but I remember you. It's hard to explain, honestly. One day, I woke up, and just… knew the future." His life wasn't exactly immune to strange happenings, but he'd never had visions of the future. And these hadn't exactly been visions. They'd felt real, and everything since then had confirmed that, in a future time and place, he became what he'd seen in his future memories. If nothing else, Anakin being here was confirmation enough. "It's been weird to know I'm married, and yet I'm not married to your mom. And of course, there's the three of you, and Luke was here awhile ago, and I don't think he knew about being married to Mara... And…" He lowered his gaze to the path around them. Even months later, all of these memories felt like too much, too new for him to process. As much as the future had its good moments, he knew that all ended in a single heartbeat of time. But he didn't want to place that burden upon Anakin, not when he suspected the other was slightly removed from that time. So, carefully sidestepping the issue, he added, "There's other stuff, too." The whole thing was admittedly bizarre and this was from a kid whose life wasn't short on bizarre things having happened to him, but for the moment he decided acceptance was the easiest way to just figure it out and move on. It was nice to know that his Dad at least remembered him even if he looked young every time Anakin looked at him. He sounded right at least and when he wasn't looking at him, it sounded like his Dad. Anakin reached over and gently batted his Dad's elbow. "It's weird being here and having you and Mom look so young, and if someone told me I grew up and married someone and they were here and remembered that and I didn't, that'd be weird…" he hesitated. It wasn't impossible, he supposed. It hadn't really occurred to him until just then that this future stuff could happen to him too. "But it's a lot. And this is a lot," he glanced around the outside that they were walking through. Having landed on a planet that he'd never been on before, being caught in what was almost primitive tribal society. "It's all just a lot." And now he'd said that like 3 times which felt ridiculous and made him feel ridiculous. "I'd just turned 15," he told his dad because apparently feeling ridiculous meant he just kept talking - when had that started being a thing? "But I think maybe you're after I am. Cause of some stuff Mom said." Anakin didn't know how to even address the possibility of Chewie having died, so he left it unsaid. "I'd kinda messed up the Falcon a bit, cause you let me fly it," he looked up sheepishly. "And we'd fixed it, and were going to go visit Lando. And then I ended up here. And Mom was young and you look young, but I think you might remember more stuff than I do." He stopped. "I've turned into Tahiri I think. I just keep rambling. I'm sorry. I'll stop talking." For a long moment, Han didn't acknowledge of what Anakin had said. It only confirmed that Anakin came before, before that fateful trip to see Lando that they all should have avoided. Or should they have? It was without a doubt in Han's mind that if they'd stayed out of this war with the Yuuzhan Vong Chewie might still be out there, growling up a storm about how Han had abandoned him yet again. But it wasn't up to them to stay out of things like that. For so long, they'd skirted just past the edge of catastrophe, and now it seemed they had to pay all at once. "It is a lot," he agreed, leaving much of his own thoughts unsaid. "But I'm glad you're here, and everything else... It'll be alright, you know?" He offered Anakin a wry smile. "Some things just have a way of working out." Thing was when his Dad said that, Anakin tended to believe it. There were very few times that Anakin could remember when his Father had been actually wrong. And why should this place be any different? At least he did have family here and maybe there would be more family at some point and even if there wasn't it was way better than being here by himself. He offered a grin to his Dad. "Yeah, I think this'll be all right. So… what do you usually do out here?" |