Leia "fITE ME" Organa (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
oratorical) wrote2016-05-05 08:19 pm
oratorical) wrote2016-05-05 08:19 pm
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[Well if he's not going to get in first, Leia is happy to do so. She drops his hand in favor of climbing in between the blankets and scooting over to the side she picked out.]
Of course. I'm sure it's big enough for both of us. Now, are you getting in?
Of course. I'm sure it's big enough for both of us. Now, are you getting in?
[Casual or obviously not casual, Leia won't call him out on that, not at the moment. She doesn't want him to get defensive, not just because it'd ruin both of their moods, but also because it'd ruin Natsume's cake. No one wins when Han and Leia argue.]
It doesn't have to be a big deal. What you did for me and Luke last year was perfect.
[And what he's in the middle of doing for Natsume this year.]
It doesn't have to be a big deal. What you did for me and Luke last year was perfect.
[And what he's in the middle of doing for Natsume this year.]
[he snorts and rolls the rest of the way onto the bed, somehow managing to make it look more natural than goofy. once he's properly on the thing, though, he ignores his side in favor of scooting closer to leia. like, surely she won't object to a little touching? that should be assumed if they're going to share. he's not crowding her out or anything, but he is lying basically right next to her when they could easily manage a foot or so between them if they wanted. he drapes one of his arms across her stomach, testing the waters.]
Right, this ain't so bad. Plenty of room.
Right, this ain't so bad. Plenty of room.
[It's clear that Leia doesn't mind a little touching in the least. She expected Han to continue touching her in some way, and she's glad she wasn't proven wrong on this.
Leia shifts ever so slightly closer--since it's hard to get much closer than they already are--and places a lingering kiss on his lips. It's payback for his earlier kiss that she wasn't able to respond to before he marched off. And so, she pulls back from the kiss to settle herself against his shoulder, sighing contentedly once she's comfortable.]
This is nice.
Leia shifts ever so slightly closer--since it's hard to get much closer than they already are--and places a lingering kiss on his lips. It's payback for his earlier kiss that she wasn't able to respond to before he marched off. And so, she pulls back from the kiss to settle herself against his shoulder, sighing contentedly once she's comfortable.]
This is nice.
[he finally decides it's safe to give her his full attention again, offering her a gentle smirk.]
So you want an excuse for more cake, huh? Should've known.
So you want an excuse for more cake, huh? Should've known.
[That just gets Leia to roll her eyes, the awkward atmosphere effectively gone, as far as she can tell, from that one quip.]
For your birthday, I'd have to make the cake. I'd be the one doing the hard work.
[Which is to say, if she just wanted more cake, she'd just buy it. Less work that way.]
For your birthday, I'd have to make the cake. I'd be the one doing the hard work.
[Which is to say, if she just wanted more cake, she'd just buy it. Less work that way.]
[he leans into the kiss, feeling a bit like a smooth operator even though leia was the one that started it. he strokes her side, as that happens to be where his hand ended up, feeling a little bit thrilled and overall quite content with this arrangement. it's not quite...you know...what he probably imagined they would get up to the first time they shared a bed, but he'd rather slow roll it than end up banished to the couch or slapped or something.]
Nice, yeah. [and of course, despite the small thrill that comes with being in close contact with his girl, he is a little tired. tired enough to sleep, once he gets over the novelty of being curled up with her.] I think I could get used to it.
Nice, yeah. [and of course, despite the small thrill that comes with being in close contact with his girl, he is a little tired. tired enough to sleep, once he gets over the novelty of being curled up with her.] I think I could get used to it.
A princess baking, that's something I'd like to see.
[the danger of her throwing a party for him or something seems to have passed, so he feels safe enough to continue teasing her about it.]
[the danger of her throwing a party for him or something seems to have passed, so he feels safe enough to continue teasing her about it.]
[His assessment manages to get a small soft laugh out of Leia, just because of how almost nonchalant it comes off. She doesn't bother to lift her head from where she's resting before speaking, since she's too comfortable where she currently is.]
I hope you're more sure than that. I don't plan on going anywhere else.
I hope you're more sure than that. I don't plan on going anywhere else.
It's no more shocking than a scoundrel like you baking a cake. When did you pick this talent up?
[sure, he's done it before, and sure, he's insisted he knows how to cook before, but it's still surprising to see Han Solo of all people baking a cake.]
[sure, he's done it before, and sure, he's insisted he knows how to cook before, but it's still surprising to see Han Solo of all people baking a cake.]
I know how to follow instructions, I can do that with the best of'em.
[and just like that he's indignant. cake is just, you know, mixing up a few things. no big deal.]
[and just like that he's indignant. cake is just, you know, mixing up a few things. no big deal.]
[he scoffs, an action that probably tickles the top of her head, mostly try and come off as more casual at that statement. it will never, ever, ever get old hearing her tell him she wants to stay with him forever.]
Guess I better get used to it quick then, huh?
Guess I better get used to it quick then, huh?
You know how to follow instructions.
[in spite of his indignation, Leia just sounds absolutely amused by that assertion. Sure, he can follow instructions when he wants to, but it's that wanting to part that's always been the problem.]
I have a lot of experience that would disagree with that.
[in spite of his indignation, Leia just sounds absolutely amused by that assertion. Sure, he can follow instructions when he wants to, but it's that wanting to part that's always been the problem.]
I have a lot of experience that would disagree with that.
[han lifts his chin and sniffs at her, clearly unimpressed.]
I know how to follow instructions when they're worth following.
I know how to follow instructions when they're worth following.
[Leia rolls her eyes and purposely bumps her shoulder against him, in some sort of mock-chiding gesture.]
And the instructions for baking a cake are the ones you deem worth following?
And the instructions for baking a cake are the ones you deem worth following?
Yeah, 'cause if you don't follow them, the cake don't set right.
[ooh, he even knows the terminology. perhaps he did some research prior to luke and leia's birthday?]
[ooh, he even knows the terminology. perhaps he did some research prior to luke and leia's birthday?]
[he either did research or the Falcon was an intergalactic bakery when they weren't smuggling, so Leia is leaning toward the "he did research" side.]
I had no idea you were such a knowledgeable baker. Your talents are being wasted, clearly.
[but for all her teasing, she finds it endearing that he's looked up that much about baking initially for her and Luke's sake.]
I had no idea you were such a knowledgeable baker. Your talents are being wasted, clearly.
[but for all her teasing, she finds it endearing that he's looked up that much about baking initially for her and Luke's sake.]
[the first idea is just preposterous. where would they find a chewie-sized hair net??]
You're bein' real cute.
[is his eye-rolling response as he takes the cake from the oven, and no, that does not in any way prove her teasing point. it is a perfectly nice-looking cake, not bakery quality or anything, but it's cake shaped and it smells good.]
It's still gotta cool down...this stuff takes forever.
You're bein' real cute.
[is his eye-rolling response as he takes the cake from the oven, and no, that does not in any way prove her teasing point. it is a perfectly nice-looking cake, not bakery quality or anything, but it's cake shaped and it smells good.]
It's still gotta cool down...this stuff takes forever.
[cake shaped and good smelling (and presumably good tasting) are all you really need, and Leia deems it more than passable as she inspects the results so far.]
It smells good.
[which is obvious, but well. No point in not saying it]
How long do we need to wait before we can frost it?
It smells good.
[which is obvious, but well. No point in not saying it]
How long do we need to wait before we can frost it?
Ten, fifteen minutes? [he shrugs lazily.] If you do it too fast the icing will melt.
[something he probably knows from experience, honestly. he waves the towel over it like a fan, absently, as he talks to her.]
How do you think "Takashi" is spelled? I figured maybe if I sounded it out whatever magically translates stuff would pick up the slack.
[something he probably knows from experience, honestly. he waves the towel over it like a fan, absently, as he talks to her.]
How do you think "Takashi" is spelled? I figured maybe if I sounded it out whatever magically translates stuff would pick up the slack.
[That. Is a good question. And even more, making sure it's actually spelled correctly in another language, rather than in Aurebesh. Sure, they could write it in that anyway and Natsume could manage to read it somehow, but... it's probably better to see if they can't make it easier on him.
She furrows her brow, trying to work out how they would spell "Takashi." Even after a year or so, it's still hard to try and figure out how to write in a different language through the translator. Reading is one thing, but writing is another.]
Do you think he'd mind whether it's in Aurebesh or the alphabet used here?
She furrows her brow, trying to work out how they would spell "Takashi." Even after a year or so, it's still hard to try and figure out how to write in a different language through the translator. Reading is one thing, but writing is another.]
Do you think he'd mind whether it's in Aurebesh or the alphabet used here?
[She isn't in the best of moods, so keeping herself busy is the best she can do. She makes some deliveries herself instead of sending her birds, and on her way she keeps Chandelure out to melt any ice she sees around. Elios truly went all out... not that she needs proof. She felt it herself.
Today she approaches the area after hearing some commotion but when gets there, someone has already have taken care of it. Someone that makes Bianca smile a little bit at least.]
Oh, Leia! Hi! You're melting the ice too?
Today she approaches the area after hearing some commotion but when gets there, someone has already have taken care of it. Someone that makes Bianca smile a little bit at least.]
Oh, Leia! Hi! You're melting the ice too?
[Leia turns from focusing on helping take care of the ice wall to face Bianca, greeting her with an assured sort of smile, and a nod to Chandelure, too. The situation here all taken care of, she has no problem at all with taking a short break to talk to her, or to talk and also work on melting the wall remnants together.]
It's best to help out where I can, when I'm able.
[So that's a yes. Besides, she was personally affected by all this, so she has personal reason to help remove Elios' effects if she can.]
Did you and... Chandelure just arrive?
[She sounds unsure and hesitant with the Pokemon name, but she thinks it's right. Hopefully it's right.]
It's best to help out where I can, when I'm able.
[So that's a yes. Besides, she was personally affected by all this, so she has personal reason to help remove Elios' effects if she can.]
Did you and... Chandelure just arrive?
[She sounds unsure and hesitant with the Pokemon name, but she thinks it's right. Hopefully it's right.]
[it's still different and new, being this openly affectionate with Han, even when it's just the two of them. It's still exciting and Leia simultaneously feels hyper aware of everything and also perfectly content and comfortable and relaxed lying this close with him. Everything from his arm around her to the way his breathing tickles the top of her head while lying like this feels perfect and right.]
I'm sure you'll adapt just fine.
[because even with the hyper aware newness of it all, Leia is pretty sure she's already used to this. But that said--]
But you'll tell me if anything bothers you, won't you?
I'm sure you'll adapt just fine.
[because even with the hyper aware newness of it all, Leia is pretty sure she's already used to this. But that said--]
But you'll tell me if anything bothers you, won't you?
D'you think he even knows the local alphabet? If not it won't make a difference either way.
[still fanning the cake, like an old granny in the kitchen.]
[still fanning the cake, like an old granny in the kitchen.]
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