Leia "fITE ME" Organa (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
oratorical) wrote2016-05-05 08:19 pm
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[Allura gives a nod of thanks before sitting herself down, tall and straight, but discreetly taking a look and admiring the decor.]
[The decor contains several larger pieces of machinery that were brought home and unable to be moved from their place (or at least unable to be moved by Leia), a few trinkets from the other cities, and otherwise standard furniture. Nothing extravagant or decadent.
But as soon as the tea is done--making tea is something Leia can, indeed, do--Leia returns with the teapot and two cups for the both of them. Setting it down on a table, Leia herself takes a seat.]
I believe we left off on the Galra Empire.
[Might as well just jump on into it, she feels. Her tone is kind, though; understanding, because she knows the topic is doubtlessly a difficult one to discuss.]
But as soon as the tea is done--making tea is something Leia can, indeed, do--Leia returns with the teapot and two cups for the both of them. Setting it down on a table, Leia herself takes a seat.]
I believe we left off on the Galra Empire.
[Might as well just jump on into it, she feels. Her tone is kind, though; understanding, because she knows the topic is doubtlessly a difficult one to discuss.]
[Ask Allura over again sometime; she can size-shift a little bit and she's pretty strong when she's tall.
Allura takes the tea with a small thank you, and then her expression sobers.]
That we did. What exactly did you want to know?
Allura takes the tea with a small thank you, and then her expression sobers.]
That we did. What exactly did you want to know?
If there were any similarities to what's been happening in my own galaxy.
[The concept was similar enough, she's aware of that. It's how deep those similarities go that she's curious about, in case there was some way to learn from each other's experiences so that both could benefit.]
My own is currently under control by the Galactic Empire. Perhaps if there's any common ground, we can find a way to retain what we've learned here to help us in our fights.
[The concept was similar enough, she's aware of that. It's how deep those similarities go that she's curious about, in case there was some way to learn from each other's experiences so that both could benefit.]
My own is currently under control by the Galactic Empire. Perhaps if there's any common ground, we can find a way to retain what we've learned here to help us in our fights.
[Retaining memories... that would be nice, and not just for this reason. Still, ]
How long has this empire of yours been in place then. And is it just the one galaxy or multiple?
How long has this empire of yours been in place then. And is it just the one galaxy or multiple?
We have no contact with any civilizations beyond our galaxy.
[Too much open space to travel, even with the best hyperdrives.]
The Empire as it is now has only existed for a handful of decades, but it rose up from the Republic, which had been in place for thousands of years. There's no clear indication just how long they had been planning for this.
[Too much open space to travel, even with the best hyperdrives.]
The Empire as it is now has only existed for a handful of decades, but it rose up from the Republic, which had been in place for thousands of years. There's no clear indication just how long they had been planning for this.
I see. In my world we've had access to wormhole generation for a very long time, and unfortunately the Galra Empire also have access to the technology. Emperor Zarkon started conquering galaxies ten thousand years ago, and nearly all of my universe is now under the Galra Empire's reign.
[Something she feels strongly about too, given the cold snap in the air around her and the frost starting to blossom on the surface of the chair.]
[Something she feels strongly about too, given the cold snap in the air around her and the frost starting to blossom on the surface of the chair.]
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We have hyperspace technology, but nothing quite so developed as to let us travel the distance between galaxies, with no guarantee of what we'll find.
[Leia notices, and it's not something she plans on calling out. It's more than understandable, knowing how she feels about the Empire and what they've done.]
I imagine the average lifespan in your galaxy is significantly longer than the standard human lifespan?
[Leia notices, and it's not something she plans on calling out. It's more than understandable, knowing how she feels about the Empire and what they've done.]
I imagine the average lifespan in your galaxy is significantly longer than the standard human lifespan?
For Alteans, it is a good bit longer than a human lifespan; we can live for quite a few centuries easily. I imagine though that Zarkon had been using stolen quintessence- life energy- to extend his beyond normal means.
As for myself... [The air around Allura grows dimmer.] The Castle of Lions is equipped with healing pods. Not only can they repair extensive injuries within reason, they can be used to keep one in cryogenic statis for a very long time. When Altea was attacked, my father put me and our advisor Coran in two of the pods and sent the castle to a planet outside our solar system. Then hid the Lions of Voltron so Zarkon couldn't obtain Voltron. When the paladins found the Blue Lion and it brought them to the castle, they woke us up... We discovered that ten thousand years had passed... and that all the planets in Altea's solar system had been destroyed.
As for myself... [The air around Allura grows dimmer.] The Castle of Lions is equipped with healing pods. Not only can they repair extensive injuries within reason, they can be used to keep one in cryogenic statis for a very long time. When Altea was attacked, my father put me and our advisor Coran in two of the pods and sent the castle to a planet outside our solar system. Then hid the Lions of Voltron so Zarkon couldn't obtain Voltron. When the paladins found the Blue Lion and it brought them to the castle, they woke us up... We discovered that ten thousand years had passed... and that all the planets in Altea's solar system had been destroyed.
[She listens patiently, nodding in agreement with Allura's idea that this Zarkon had been extending his life span somehow. Not that she has much experience with that, but if it's possible in Allura's galaxy, then it would make sense.
But then she mentions the planets. Leia stills, drawing her breath in as a chill settles around her. She didn't want to imagine other planets in any galaxy suffering the same fate as Alderaan, and yet here seems to be proof that as disgusting and reprehensible as it was, planetary destruction wasn't unique to her galaxy. And she doesn't feel the least bit comforted that someone else might understand that feeling.]
...All planets including Altea? [Her voice is quieter than before, and she pauses before continuing.]
Our galaxies seem to have that in common, as well.
But then she mentions the planets. Leia stills, drawing her breath in as a chill settles around her. She didn't want to imagine other planets in any galaxy suffering the same fate as Alderaan, and yet here seems to be proof that as disgusting and reprehensible as it was, planetary destruction wasn't unique to her galaxy. And she doesn't feel the least bit comforted that someone else might understand that feeling.]
...All planets including Altea? [Her voice is quieter than before, and she pauses before continuing.]
Our galaxies seem to have that in common, as well.
You too. [Spoken softly, more statement than question. She knows that look, feels it in her own face and heart often enough.] I'm so sorry, Leia...
It's not an experience I would've hoped anyone else could relate to.
[She says it with a sad sort of weak smile, because she intends it in the best of ways. She isn't sure whether it's good or not that someone else can relate to her situation, aside from any of the surviving Alderaanians back home. Not that she wished that fate on them, or wanted them to be able to relate; the fact of the matter was they did and could. As helpful as it may be to talk over things with Allura, it's not something she wished anyone could relate to.]
[She says it with a sad sort of weak smile, because she intends it in the best of ways. She isn't sure whether it's good or not that someone else can relate to her situation, aside from any of the surviving Alderaanians back home. Not that she wished that fate on them, or wanted them to be able to relate; the fact of the matter was they did and could. As helpful as it may be to talk over things with Allura, it's not something she wished anyone could relate to.]
It isn't. It's...
[Words fail her now, honestly. The atmosphere more than makes up for it, the harsh cold giving way to a more watery chill, the air around her darkening even more.]
[Words fail her now, honestly. The atmosphere more than makes up for it, the harsh cold giving way to a more watery chill, the air around her darkening even more.]
[Leia can't blame her. There aren't really any words adequate to explain how it feels to have your planet ripped away from you like that. Billions of lives destroyed, everything she ever knew and loved gone. Nothing more than fragments floating in space.
The break from harsh cold doesn't last too long, as Leia's thoughts and emotions cause icy tendrils to grow slowly on the floor beneath her.]
...I had to watch as they did it.
The break from harsh cold doesn't last too long, as Leia's thoughts and emotions cause icy tendrils to grow slowly on the floor beneath her.]
...I had to watch as they did it.
Ancients... I don't know how Zarkon destroying Altea, I can't imagine it, let alone being there to witness...
The weapon that did it was destroyed, at the very least, so no other planet in the galaxy will have to suffer the same fate.
[Which wasn't and isn't enough to make up for Alderaan, no. But the Death Star is gone--both of them--and the galaxy should be able to live in peace after that, if Leia has her way.]
[Which wasn't and isn't enough to make up for Alderaan, no. But the Death Star is gone--both of them--and the galaxy should be able to live in peace after that, if Leia has her way.]
[Allura nods.]
We'd just defeated Emperor Zarkon when I was brought here as well. Hopefully the rest of the Galra Empire should be easy to take down now.
We'd just defeated Emperor Zarkon when I was brought here as well. Hopefully the rest of the Galra Empire should be easy to take down now.
The final stages are no easier than the rest of the war, I'm sure. But I know we're prepared for what comes next.
[She doesn't expect whatever remnants of the empire exist to be an easy fight, nor does she expect things to end quickly, even with Palpatine and Vader gone, but it's more than she ever thought would be accomplished while she was still alive. And she knows it's only going to get better.]
But I'm glad to hear things are taking a turn for the better in your galaxy, as well.
[She doesn't expect whatever remnants of the empire exist to be an easy fight, nor does she expect things to end quickly, even with Palpatine and Vader gone, but it's more than she ever thought would be accomplished while she was still alive. And she knows it's only going to get better.]
But I'm glad to hear things are taking a turn for the better in your galaxy, as well.
[ He knew that he should have contacted her sooner than this. Much sooner than this. Poe wanted to keep his feelings in check. He needed to take a moment to gather his thoughts and feelings.
Through the link, if Leia chooses to open, she will feel a pull of regret and guilt. He’s going to try to keep it simple with a few words. ]
I should have trusted your judgement. My own was wrong, people make mistakes and I admit I made a big one.
I hope that one day you can learn to give me another chance. You were right and I shouldn't have said that to him.
I’m sorry for what I did.
Through the link, if Leia chooses to open, she will feel a pull of regret and guilt. He’s going to try to keep it simple with a few words. ]
I should have trusted your judgement. My own was wrong, people make mistakes and I admit I made a big one.
I hope that one day you can learn to give me another chance. You were right and I shouldn't have said that to him.
I’m sorry for what I did.
[She does open the link, but it's closed as soon as Poe has said his piece. His apology is registered, but that's all it is, and she sees no reason to respond to let him know such. Knowing she got the message is more than enough.]
[han comes home at the usual time, tonight, but rather than throwing the door open and bellowing for leia, he just lets himself in like a normal person. he trudges through the living room, a tired thousand-yard gaze to his face, and drops his pack in the corner before disappearing in to the bedroom.
see, he had an interesting talk with rey about chewie today. and while it really warmed his heart that his crew sees chewie as a person, as someone valuable, talking about him with someone who clearly adores him is making han miss the big furry guy more than ever. it's not unusual for him to get moody about chewie not being around, but usually he gets it out of his system while no one's home. he's not usually this dramatic about it, either, but it hit him hard and unexpectedly this time.
in the bedroom, he considers just flopping on the bed fully clothed but isn't so lost in thought that he doesn't think leia won't have his hide for that, considering the state of his work clothes. instead he strips down and, after a bit of rummaging around, decides that a pair of pajama pants will be the most comfortable option. that done, and deciding he doesn't quite want to be alone, he trudges back out of the bedroom and flops on the couch, heedless of anything else other than leia's presence somewhere in the house. nope, he doesn't have anything to say. he's just going to lie with one arm dangling off the couch and sigh.]
see, he had an interesting talk with rey about chewie today. and while it really warmed his heart that his crew sees chewie as a person, as someone valuable, talking about him with someone who clearly adores him is making han miss the big furry guy more than ever. it's not unusual for him to get moody about chewie not being around, but usually he gets it out of his system while no one's home. he's not usually this dramatic about it, either, but it hit him hard and unexpectedly this time.
in the bedroom, he considers just flopping on the bed fully clothed but isn't so lost in thought that he doesn't think leia won't have his hide for that, considering the state of his work clothes. instead he strips down and, after a bit of rummaging around, decides that a pair of pajama pants will be the most comfortable option. that done, and deciding he doesn't quite want to be alone, he trudges back out of the bedroom and flops on the couch, heedless of anything else other than leia's presence somewhere in the house. nope, he doesn't have anything to say. he's just going to lie with one arm dangling off the couch and sigh.]
[That's strange. All of it, from the quiet to Han actually willingly putting on pajamas while the weather is warm to him just lying down on the couch like that. She notices him as he heads toward the bedroom, confused by the lack of bellowing. Because as much as she complains about the bellow, she's come to expect it and associate it with Han being in a normal mood. So the lack of a bellow, plus Han walking out of their room wearing pajamas has her concerned.
After a quick trip to the kitchen to grab any medicine that may have been left over from the last time Han was sick--because the last time he offered to willingly wear pajamas was when he was sick and trying to entice her to stop sleeping on the couch--Leia joins Han in the living room.]
Did something happen?
[Her tone is soft, gentle, and reassuring. But she can't quite keep the concern out of her voice at Han acting so uncharacteristically quiet. ...And so pajama-friendly.]
After a quick trip to the kitchen to grab any medicine that may have been left over from the last time Han was sick--because the last time he offered to willingly wear pajamas was when he was sick and trying to entice her to stop sleeping on the couch--Leia joins Han in the living room.]
Did something happen?
[Her tone is soft, gentle, and reassuring. But she can't quite keep the concern out of her voice at Han acting so uncharacteristically quiet. ...And so pajama-friendly.]
[pajamas are comfortable sometimes, okay? but only when han chooses to wear them. he sighs again at her question, not bothering to look up.]
No. [not quite true, though it's fair to say that nothing happened today specifically that was terrible.] I'm just thinkin', is all.
[but not thinking about his precious reputation at the moment, obviously, as he's too busy thinking about chewie to bother hiding how morose he sounds.]
No. [not quite true, though it's fair to say that nothing happened today specifically that was terrible.] I'm just thinkin', is all.
[but not thinking about his precious reputation at the moment, obviously, as he's too busy thinking about chewie to bother hiding how morose he sounds.]
[so, not sick. Probably. Leia sets the medicine down on the closest table and steps a bit closer to Han, placing her hand lightly against his forehead. It works both as a way to check his temperature and as a way of giving some sort of physical comfort.
Sure enough, no signs of any sort of fever. So, she brushes her hand back into his hair, and takes a seat on the edge of the couch.]
About what? Do you want to talk?
Sure enough, no signs of any sort of fever. So, she brushes her hand back into his hair, and takes a seat on the edge of the couch.]
About what? Do you want to talk?
[he considers that question for a moment, weighing his pride against how much he likes it when she pets him. finally he reaches for her blindly, seeking out her other hand but unwilling to move his head.]
I really miss Chewie. [there, he said it. no need to be ashamed. he's probably even told her that before, but he likes to think she hasn't noticed his little moods here and there where he actually gets sad about it.] It's like somebody cut me open and it won't heal up 'til he's here or I'm back there.
[they're supposed to be together, dammit. han solo barely exists without chewbacca, in han's opinion.]
I really miss Chewie. [there, he said it. no need to be ashamed. he's probably even told her that before, but he likes to think she hasn't noticed his little moods here and there where he actually gets sad about it.] It's like somebody cut me open and it won't heal up 'til he's here or I'm back there.
[they're supposed to be together, dammit. han solo barely exists without chewbacca, in han's opinion.]
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