— 𝗦𝗢𝗟𝗢.

You know, sometimes 𝘐 even amaze myself.

as if he didn't spend the dogfight piloting the damn ship. meanwhile the gunner's chair's got reclining leg rests.

She stared at him as if he’d spoken in butchered Shyriiwook, her frown deepening at the comment. Clearly, a nerve had already been struck. “And what would be an 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦 amount of worry in your eyes?” she snapped back. The cup slammed down harder than necessary »

Leia finally faced him, casting a look of skepticism over her shoulder. But she did not push back any harder. If he wanted to play nice, well… she could, too. “It’s beautiful,” she replied. The words were genuine, but there was a small thread of sadness woven between them.

She knows who it is as soon as the door chime sounds, though her eyes remain fixed out the window. 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩. “Not now, Han. I’m hardly in the mood for your smart remarks.”

i am not in need of your .. services. not yet at least. should that change however, expect my arrival.

A cooling cup of caf by the viewport starts her day, gazing into space. It’s quite rare for the princess to have such a quiet rising. She tries to enjoy it while she can… something tells her it will not last very long.

⠀⠀And yet he still chose to marry her and have three children. Not that Jaina is complaining about it, otherwise she wouldn’t be alive. True. Anakin is good with machines, but Jacen would turn it into a zoo. But she loves the Falcon, probably almost as much as he does.

“What’s new?” Luke said glancing around the corner, a quick shot sent off towards several troopers. “Think you can handle it?”

that remains to be seen, smuggler.