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Tweak says, "Silence is not the way."

Princess Leia Organa (nonerfherders) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2011-09-15 21:32:00

Entry tags:

han solo, leia organa

Who: Han and Leia
What: Reuniting
Where: Kungsträdgården, Stockholm, Sweden
Warnings: Probably not. They swear in space-talk. It's safe for young ears.

Escaping from the Royal Palace had been a doddle for someone with a lifetime's experience at sneaking out from under the eyes of the people who were supposed to be watching her. There were a few alarms and fences to cause trouble, but nothing Leia couldn't handle. Navigating Stockholm was no more difficult, though she was impressed by the crowds. And surprised; it'd been a long while since she'd been anywhere with such an overwhelmingly humanoid population. Were there no other races on this planet at all?

A few people stared at her as though seeing someone familliar, but all apparently dismissed the resemblance as their imagination. Fortunately. She didn't really want to waste time bluffing and pretending to be someone else, she was in too much of a hurry.

Six months. Six months without a word, and he'd been here, wherever here was. Clearly not his fault, given that she'd been taken as abruptly and with as little warning. Her heart clenched when she thought of how pained Luke must be, back home. She had to find a way back, if it was at all possible. Not just for Luke, but for everyone. There was so much work to be done. Peace needed to be built, it didn't just spring up from the ashes of war like the legendary rebirthing firebirds.

Even so, she couldn't help being happy to set all of it aside for now.

Leia stood on the rim of the Fountain of Molin to give herself a bit more height, and wished she'd picked somewhere without quite so many people. She'd never spot Han at this rate.

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nonerfherders
2011-09-17 11:51 am UTC (link)

Leia herself was many things: princess, politician, rebel leader and tactician, and used to being all those things before being a woman and possibly lover. Instincts began gradually to take over, pushing her shock and dismay to the side. Think. Then plan. React later, when you have the luxury of time. Arguably she had the luxury of time, this wasn't a war zone for all that she suddenly felt under attack, but at least doing things this way would keep her from being panicked.

Oh Luke, I need you. Automatically she reached out with the Force, as he'd taught her over the past months, searching for his presence and finding...nothing. She wanted to curl into a ball and hide.

She didn't. Instead she started walking forward again, slowly, her brow furrowed in concentration. "From our future. Presumably brought here the same way you and I were, by some unknown...event. What can you tell me about that? What does anyone know?"

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