InsaneJournal

It had been more than disconcerting, the whole process of displacement and waking up in a world he'd known as not much more than a tv show and some movies. Disconcerting and more than a little inconvenient - only a handful of weeks away from Four Continents and Worlds following shortly after. The last two competitions of his season and the last two chances he had to make up for the fourth place finish at the Grand Prix Finals.

Honestly he more than felt like saying a giant fuck you to the universe more than anything.

But okay, meeting Princess Leia was a bit of a bright spot all things considered. After their talk on the PADD his first instinct had been to text Yuri about it, a momentary lapse of the reality of his situation, brief before the remembering that no it wouldn't even get to Yuri settled back in.

He kept busy the days between making the plans and Wednesday by making ample use of the gym set up. Otabek had no idea when - not if, he refused to think about if - he'd get back home, but he wasn't about to let this unplanned vacation undo years of work. If he couldn't do on ice workouts he could at least keep up with the off ice ones. He'd hit up the facilities that morning too and freshly showered and changed and his bag slung over a shoulder he headed to the mess hall to meet up with Leia.

He spotted the other easily and walked over. And while Otabek tended to hover in several shades of expressionless there was a slightly awed look to the boy as he took in Leia. "I - uh -" he started and sheepishly ran a hand through the longer hair above his undercut. "Hi?" Okay as far as meeting a prominent figure of the collective pop culture one had grown up with he figured he could have done worse. He could have done better obviously, but he definitely could have done worse.