STAR WARS: possible spoiler warning

[avali]

STAR WARS CALL OUT POST:
STEP 1: pick a muse
STEP 2: leave a comment with their name in the subject line, pictures, words or all of the above
STEP 3: profit

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[reconditioning]

Yeah, the First Order. [And just like that-- a-ha!-- he manages to land his catch, shimmying back out with both tools held fast in hand, rubbing at his hair with the other thanks to the collected dust and grit that's now adhered itself to him instead of the Falcon.] Nobody gets away from them.

[The fact that they somehow did-- twice on his end-- is practically the biggest miracle there is. Finn wipes his hands on his jacket, lets them fall into his lap while he catches his breath.] Which is even more of a reason not to go distracting her right now.

[compressors]

[ han would like to point out that they did get away — except he has a feeling he knows exactly what it is that finn can't explain. finding the falcon feels like less and less a stroke of luck and more like the universe getting even. ]

Lucky for us, we already made the jump to lightspeed. Nothing to do but sit tight from here to where we're going.

[ which he still hasn't mentioned to either finn or rey. way to go, han. approaching finn, he holds out a hand for the collected tools. ]

Plenty of time for you to fix the holes in your story.

[reconditioning]

[There's a clatter from the cockpit in the distance (probably Rey fixing something or trying to streamline whatever systems this outdated mess of machinery runs on) and Finn jumps at the noise like it might as well have come from right behind him, on full alert before he hisses, not-angrily:] --would you-- would you keep it down?

[The last thing he wants is for her to hear this because General Han Solo decided to give him a pep-talk in how to lie like a man who's hated by more than half the galaxy.] It's not a story, it's--

I just really don't want to make a big deal out of this when there's a thousand other things on the table right now.

[There's a thoughtful pause there, his attention slowly shifting.] But I guess that's kind of what you do, isn't it?

[compressors]

[ excuse but his real son would kill for a pep talk. probably literally.

han snorts. he points a servodriver in finn's general direction. ]

Just because you know a story doesn't mean you know me.