Leia Organa Solo (worshipfullness) wrote in freedomtownic, @ 2014-07-12 16:41:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, ~han solo (_scoundrel_), ~leia organa (forcesensitive) |
Who: Han & Leia
When: Han's arrival
Where: Wherever people arrive to
What: Hibernation sickness and worry and reunions
Rating: Low
Status: Complete
It wasn't like they got notified when someone knew arrived. Or, at least, Leia didn't think they did. That was until someone sent her a quick, discreet message to say she ought to come to the holding area straight away. Her heart pounded. Luke, she thought, first, because seeing Han wasn't at all in the realm of possibility for her. After all, the last time she saw him, he was encased in carbonite, more than likely dead, and that thought was hard for her to handle. So having him be the person she knew who arrived wasn't even on her mind. Truly, she thought she'd see Lando or Chewbacca or even one of the droids before she thought she'd see Han. When she walked in and saw Han, Leia couldn't help but gasp out his name. Han hurt. He ached, he creaked, he shook, he shivered, a damn it, he couldn't see. Carbonite freezing hadn't been done on humans for a very good reason. At least now they knew you could live through it. It made you blind, though, and you apparently woke up in other galaxies on different ships or something. He was only half listening. He had other things on his mind. The last thing he'd heard before going into the chamber. The princesses confession. And how had he responded? "I know." Oh, he hoped Leia wouldn't kill him. And then he heard a gasp, and his name? Yes, he had heard it right? He looked up, not that it would do any good and then stood, wobbly on his feet. "Hello?" Leia breathed out. Han looked terrible. More terrible than usual, and that was saying something. She realized that this must be what happened after he was realized from the carbonite. He had survived. Did he not recognize her? Did he not remember her? She approached him carefully when all she really wanted to do was throw her arms around him and never let go. (Where did that come from? she wondered, then recalled what she'd called out to him and a blush fell across her cheeks.) "Han? It's me. It's Leia." "Leia!" He reached forward to hug her when he thought she was and ended up squeezing thin air. He sighed and ran a hand back through his hair, which made him grimace because it was so wet and oily. "Sorry," he said, doing his best to look look at her at the right height, but it as have been a little too low of an estimate. "The last thing I remember is being frozen, and I got here and I have hibernation sickness, apparently? I can't see." He tried to reach out to her again and he sighed. He probably groped her. He couldn't see! That made more sense, and though it was mildly amusing watching him grapple at thin air and reach for her wherever he thought she was, it also broke her heart a little bit. She caught his hand in hers and brought it to her chest. "Have you seen a medic for it? Has anyone been in to see if they can help?" Han gripped her hand and sighed softly when she pulled it to her chest. She was there and she felt wonderful. Comforting. The best thing be could have imagined in that moment. He scooted forward and wrapped an arm around her waist. "I was seen by a medic when I arrived who told me that it was hibernation sickness and it would wear off. I was thinking five or ten minutes, but it's been well over an hour and still nothing." Leia frowned. She had no experience with hibernation sickness and no one to ask. "Then maybe we just have to wait. I'm sure it'll wear off. I -- don't know what they told you about where you are but there's no reason not to believe the medic when he said it would wear off." After all, if they were fictional, hopefully that meant the medic knew a thing or two about what happened to them where they were from and maybe that meant Han had come out of the carbonite there too. She tucked herself in against him. Han wrapped his arms around her protectively, which would have been to better effect if he wasn't shaking. He was pretty sure Leia was holding him up. "They told me very little, but I was also shivering quite badly and did not take the lack of vision well, so I may not have caught everything. I don't really ever listen anyway." Except when she said she loved him. That he heard loud and clear. "No," she said. "You really don't." Leia pulled back, a little, to look up at him. "Are you cold?" She didn't know if that was why he was shivering or if there was some other reason for it. "I pay attention to insults. At least, the bad ones." He smiled at her. He felt pretty confident about her position now. Han stepped back to rub his arms. "I don't know if heat would help." "Would a walk?" she asked. "Can you manage that? Have they given you housing yet? We can head there, and you can rest once we get there. Maybe you need something to eat? Water?" She didn't know why she needed to ask him all the questions, but she felt like she just needed to keep talking. "Fewer questions, your highness, please." He grinned a bit and leaned into her. "I think they gave me a room assignment, but I don't think they expected me to go anywhere until my vision cleared, which they assured me it would." He reached into his pocket for the few things they gave him. His hand brushed where his holster should have been and he sighed. He missed his blaster. He felt so naked, vulnerable, without. Not that he should shoot it right now, but it's not like that would stop him. Leia grabbed his wrist. "I'm sure it'll clear up soon," she said. "In the meantime, I can take you. I won't let you walk into any walls ... at least, not too many times." "So thoughtful of you." He put his hand out for hers. He hated the darkness, the gray, the inability to see anything. Anything could sneak up on him at any time. He was as vulnerable as an injured womp rat. Leia rolled her eyes and laughed lightly. "I'm glad you showed up here, Han," she admitted quietly. "I was beginning to think that no one I know was going to come. It's really good to see you." "It's good to hear you, too." Han paused a minute and figured, since she was in the mood to make confessions, he could do the same. "I didn't think I was going to see you again. That I'd survive." Her breath caught somewhere in her throat and she nodded twice before she remembered that he couldn't see her. "I didn't think I was going to see you again either. Well, alive. We were planning a rescue mission, but I didn't know if we'd get there in time or not." "Good to know you still wanted me around, Your Highness." He turned to her, the room now a big white blur, with a slightly darker blur in front of him. He reached out to try and touch her hair. It wasn't quite where he thought the blur started, but he found it eventually, smoothing her hair back. "Still can't manage to call me Leia?" she said, a bit more sharply than she intended because she hadn't meant it to sound hostile, not when his hand was caressing her hair so softly and it felt so good. He couldn't tell if she was actually angry. Not without seeing her face. But she hadn't pulled away, and she was quite good at storming off when actually mad at him, so he took a chance that she wasn't. "Baby steps. I figured you'd be grateful I'd moved on from Your Worshipfulness. Which is still my personal favorite." "It's ridiculous," she said under her breath but kept walking and kept him close. No sense in letting a near-blind Han Solo out of sight. He threw her his best Han Solo grin and stayed close to her. All he could hope for was she wasn't going to steer him into a wall. "So, uh, what's it like here? Do we know how we got here?" "It's a space ship and we're in another universe," she said simply. "No idea, not really, how we got here except that it seems to be happening all over the place and from multiple dimensions." "Wonderful. Given the lack of noise, it seems a little less urgent than home. Or do they bring us in somewhere nice and quiet?" He immediately thought of Luke. He hadn't seen him since Hoth. What was he going to do without them? He could be so stupid sometimes. And the man who just frozen to be taken to Jabba for pissing him off. He rolled his eyes at himself. "Out in the city it can be pretty noisy. The housing towers aren't so bad. They remind me of Alderaan here and there, but some things are more rustic. I'm sure you'll manage just fine." She asked him what tower and apartment he was in. "Doesn't sound too bad. Maybe a little too boring. We haven't known boring since we've met." Han gave her his housing information and sighed, rubbing his eyes. "I never thought I'd be so happy to see blurs." "Your vision is starting to come back?" she asked, hopeful. She didn't think that his blindness would be permanent, but what did she know? She was no medic. "It's a nice change of pace honestly. A little slower. Though ... I have a feeling that won't last too long." "A little. Blurry shapes." He motioned to the couple of walls he could now see. He chuckled at her last comment. "Well, I live in a life full of trouble and you pick fights with some of the worst people to pick fights with, so I doubt very much we can avoid excitement and suspense for long." "And I don't think either of us would have it any other way, would we?" Leia teased. Han chuckled. "No I don't suppose we would. Though we haven't really mastered the whole rescue thing. Leia sighed. "Hopefully we won't need any kind of rescuing now that we're here for the time being," she said. Really, it was different, especially to know that your life was out there in a movie, that in this world you were created and fictional and -- well, she knew she was real, at least. Han could almost see her, as she said it. He smiled at her, attempting to make it reassuring. But it wasn't the easiest emotion for him, therefore he wasn't really sure if he pulled it off. "I think, for the time being, we can enjoy that." |