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helloeverybunny2019-09-17 10:23 pm
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He is behind Jane as they sprint to the ship, throwing an arm out to send all remaining troopers flying backwards.
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Anxiety weighs heavy in the pit of her stomach as she waits for them to board, having done and triple checked everything except actually lifting off. It doesn't take the Force to pick up on the feeling of death breathing down their necks, a feeling that reminds her of running from the Empire all those years ago.
From the copilot seat, Chewy whines his distress over the situation.
"They'll be fine. We had plenty of close calls," Hannah says firmly, though it's as much to reassure herself as it is to reassure him.
Hannah's hand hovers over the controls to close the door the moment Jane and Ben set foot in the ship.
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Because they’ll be chased and fired at for sure. And she doesn’t want to be anywhere near Ben any more than she has to.
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But judging by the looks of suspision he was getting from FN-2187 and the girl, maybe that wasn't the best idea.
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"Come on girl, for old time's sake," she encourages the Blackfyre. There's nothing like a little life or death situation to really get your adrenaline going, but if she's completely honest it feels good to be in the seat of her favorite ship again. Hopefully they live long enough for her to really appreciate it.
She can't help but flash Jane a little grin. "Always hoped you'd be my copilot one day."
And then she flips on the ship comm. "The rest of you make yourselves useful."
a little posting order change from here? jane/luke ➝ ben ➝ hannah/chewie ➝ jon?
more emodarker paint job.Hannah's comment makes Jane pause for a moment, though, and she has to grin in turn. "Me, too, Mom. I'll come back down when we're in the clear." Both as in clear from the enemy, and clear from... well, Ben.
She'll socialize with Finn and the new girl later. Right now it's up to the gunner's turret for her, and she exhales deeply when she gets there, slumping into the seat and holding up her hands in front of her. Hands that are definitely shaking. She'd thought she was ready to see her brother again, but she thought wrong.
She lets herself fall into the Force in the hopes of calming herself down, but there's really no calming down. Not with Finn's agitation and Rey's vibrant glow and most especially Ben's distinct signature. Not when she can feel Jon's simmering anger at her leaving without his knowledge.
She sends a quick message to her father, then concentrates on the guns. There's a sense of foreboding in the air, too.
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D'Qar is a flurry of activity, but the General stands impossibly still, watching the unfolding battle over Starkiller. The shields have been disabled and Black Squadron's on their way to finish the job, but it's still a very risky plan. Poe's a skilled pilot, but he's no Leia Skywalker. Should he have sent Jane instead?
He glances at the message that comes in. Speaking of his daughter... they have Ben and are getting out of range. Good. That's all he's going to think about for now, because so much could still go wrong and he doesn't want any of that happening.
He turns to look over his shoulder at his son-in-law. That Jane's alive is still a little weird, let alone that she's married her longtime boyfriend while they've been on the run. She wasn't even out of her teens when Luke saw her last. "Jon. You should go." He's ordered a base-wide evacuation, in the event the Resistance's assault on Starkiller fails and the superweapon manages to fire on their planet. "Jane will never forgive me if anything happens to you."
seems fine with me!
That makes him realise that he knows exactly where the guns would be, and he does turn in that direction. Only to watch FN-2187 run in that direction himself.
... Alright, then.
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The ship shudders as they take a hit. Hannah does her best to be an unpredictable target, weaving one direction and then the other. The ship's older than any of them but that doesn't worry Hannah. With all the modifications and a good pilot they can outrun anything.
She's tempted to loop back, giving them a good angle to take down the Resistance ships but she also knows it's smarter to get as far away as they can. Everything could still go terribly wrong.
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It takes a moment for Luke's comment to sink in though because despite being angry at her for leaving him after swearing they'd do this together, he can feel her being overwhelmed and it's natural instinct for him to slide through their bond and offer her that steadying presence. No matter where they were, he's always there for her when she needs him. He'll just chew her out when she's back, safe in his arms. There's the faintest tease of stubborn wife for her too, if only because the teasing is just how they roll in tense situations.
He frowns though, as the words register. "Not without you." While he's good at following orders, he also knows that this one thing is worth fighting for. "We're both needed when they get back." Because he's not falling and dying, but he's also not leaving Hannah to come home to losing her husband either. The whole point was to bring the family together, and that includes Luke. He moves a few steps closer, up next to Luke as he watches people move to evacuate. "I'm not leaving you behind."
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Sorry, love, she offers, though she at least smiles a little at the teasing. She’ll let him chew her out when she’s back in the base, as soon as the coast is clear.
Her eyes snap open and she fires.
“Got your back, Mom!” she yells into her comlink. “Now show them who’s boss.”
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Rey eyes Ben wearily, unsure of what to do herself. She’s a decent shot and a decent pilot, but both positions seem to already be occupied, leaving her alone with Kylo Ren in the Falcon’s hold.
“What can I do?” she asks, even as she keeps a distance from the man and looks as though she’s going to take off anytime.
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Luke sighs at Jon’s stubbornness, though he’s honestly not surprised. It seems to be a requirement in their family, and it gets worse with every generation. “I suppose this is why Jane asked you to stay behind,” he mutters with a soft chuckle, unaware that his daughter hadn’t actually asked or said anything.
Into his comlink he says, “Give us some good news, Dameron.”
Then he glances at Jon again, coming to a decision. “My shuttle’s in the hangar.” He tosses a small access disk to the younger man. “I’ll join you in five.” If Black Squadron fails, Starkiller will be firing at D’Qar from across the galaxy. “I hope we don’t have to, but if we do, we’ll be cutting it close.” Hopefully Jon’s good enough a pilot to be flying alongside Jane.
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The last he'd seen Jon, well, that had been the fight at the Academy. This was not going to be a good re-meeting. He blinks slowly, looking up at the girl - Rey, he reminds himself - and shrugs.
"I think our job is to just sit down and be quiet," he snarks lightly. "Your friend took the other gunner position, and Jane's got the main. My Mother is piloting and unless we're in desperate need of someone to be patched up... We wait."
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She's blissfully unaware of movements in the Force around her, the loud discomfort both of her children are feeling in the moment. It would be hard to miss the tension between Ben and... well, everyone else on the ship, but at least for the time being she can ignore it and focus on piloting. Once they're clear from trouble she'll handle the brewing emotional storm.
Hannah turns the ship around again, and flips the comlink back on. "Ready for another run?"
Chewie whines, calling Hannah reckless. She waves a hand for him to be quiet. "It was Jane's idea!"
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Catching the disk, he nods at Luke. "I'll have her prepped so soon as you step in we can take off." There's a look at Luke before he turns though. "Five minutes." The tone is almost an order. Almost. Because in five minutes, if Luke isn't back Jon may be back to drag his father-in-law into the shuttle to get them to safety.
He doesn't want to take any chances with himself, but he also won't leave her father behind.
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It’s the sort of thing she and Jon do on jobs, actually. Try to outdo each other, occasionally make bets over daring maneuvers, argue and sass each other. Hannah would enjoy having them in her crew.
“Hey!” Another laugh. “Not my idea, I’m just going with the flow!” She grips the controls again, all the Force awkwardness forgotten for the time being. “You can rest easy, Finn. I got this.”
Soon, she sends back to Jon in their bond, settling into the Force as Hannah takes their ship around for another run through the enemy flank. As promised, she closes her eyes, easily able to pick out the targets around them with the Force--
Then the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end a second or two before Starkiller Base explodes.
“Holy kriff.” She looks out the viewscreen, laughing incredulously. “It worked. It actually worked!”
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Rey looks like she’s about to say something, but the comm chatter makes her pause and raise an eyebrow, equal parts amused and confused by everything that’s going on. She’s heard all sorts of things about Hannah Solo, but--
“Your mother?” She’d seen some kind of confrontation back at Starkiller, but she hadn’t been privy to what had been discussed. She squints, trying to remember what else she’d caught when Ben had tried to read her mind; it hadn’t been terribly intrusive, strangely enough, and she’d actually expected more from the man they called Kylo Ren. “Didn’t she… lose both her children?”
The stories about the Solo-Organa family have been scattered in fragments, some even just gossip, but one hears all sorts of things in Jakku. Especially after some Outer Rim bounty hunter had bought off what was supposed to be the Millennium Falcon for an outrageous sum of money. “Are we… is this the Falcon?” she asks, awe in her voice. She has to know, okay?
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“Thank you.” Luke nods at Jon, then he turns his attention back to the battle feeds, almost immediately absorbed by everything that’s going on elsewhere. He might really have to be dragged out of the base at this rate.
Amilyn’s amused voice breaks through Luke’s comm; he’d forgotten to mute the line. ”He seems like a good kid. Where’d you pick him up?”
He blinks, surprised both by the voice and the question. That’s right, Hannah had sprung up her little surprise on him, and he hadn’t actually been able to get to the introductions before they were all on the move again. “Jane. She…” He shakes his head. Not enough time to explain. “Later. Get everyone out of here. I’ve not heard from Poe, so we might--”
Then a loud victorious whoop echoes through Resistance’s comm frequency.
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Ben picks up on the word being passed through the Force, and frowns just slightly. Who is Jane talking to? Is she still with Jon or is that message being passed over to their father? He paused, glancing back over at Rey.
"...Depends on how you look at it. Technically she did," he shrugged, "But at the same time, we're both still here." He sighed and then looked upwards, as if inspecting the ship itself.
A smile crawled over his face.
"Yeah, yeah it is."
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Starkiller Base is gone. They're all going to be okay. Any of the enemy ships that remain would be smart to turn and run. The war isn't over but the battle is. How many times has she narrowly escaped from a situation where she should have gotten herself or someone else killed? There were some good years when she was doing more racing and transporting than she was running - and she even thought Luke might step back from a life of non-stop politics. Then everything changed and Luke found himself leading a rebellion all over again. It was hard to know what to do with herself then.
She sinks into her seat, letting the relief wash over her. She can't wait to get back to Luke, to let him see Ben, to get a small break, no matter how brief it is. Then it all start to feel real. Normal, though... she thinks they're still a long way out from that. If she's honest there will probably never be a normal for any of them.
Hannah steadies the ship and glances to Chewie. "You got this? I'm gonna check on on the kids."
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Hannah finds Rey and Ben, taking a moment to study him. She's wondered his entire life if she's a good mother. She never had good role models and hadn't imagined herself as a parent. Babies don't wait for you to be ready and Ben wasn't an exception. Maybe if she'd been softer with him, or if she'd just been a different person he would have turned out differently. She tried. That's all she can do now.
"You two okay?" she grins at both of them as she approaches, reaching out to pull Ben into a hug.
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Jane slumps back against the gunner’s chair, smiling to herself. That part’s over, at least. Starkiller Base would no longer pose a threat to the rest of the galaxy. More than that, her mother’s gotten what she wanted out of this little mission.
Not that Jane feels the same way. She doesn’t know what to think, let alone feel, about having Ben with them, now and later on in the Resistance base. Ben who less than an hour ago was still Kylo Ren the Jedi Killer, who’d betrayed his family and his friends, who’d led the First Order to the Jedi temple that fateful night six years ago, who’d killed—
She’s honestly still not sure what exactly happened. There’s a part of that night that’s a blur, as though a dark haze had descended upon her mind. All she remembers with certainty is that Ben had killed Jon, striking him through the heart with her lightsaber before destroying it and leaving her in the fire. And then she woke up in a medical facility in the Outer Rim covered in burn scars.
She pulls out her comlink from the inside of her jacket, connecting to Jon’s line. “Hey.” She swallows, her mouth dry despite the Resistance’s victory. Because she’s still answering to him for leaving him behind. “We’re done here. Heading back to base.”
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Rey looks up when Ben does, inspecting the ship’s interior as well. It doesn’t look like the Falcon from the outside, though she supposes it’s part of their strategy, camouflage and all.
Her head turns at the sound of Hannah’s voice, and she can’t help but smile in return — the older woman’s grin is contagious. She starts to say something in response, because it would be rude not to ask, but mother pulls son into a hug and the sight... stills her. For so many reasons.
She averts her gaze. “I— I’ll go check on Finn,” she says awkwardly. A part of her wants to stay and make sure Ben doesn’t do anything funny, because, come on, he was Kylo Ren. But... he’s having such a private moment with Hannah, and standing there, Rey feels like an intruder.
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Her voice on the line calms him a little as he leans back against the wall to watch people celebrate at the base. For the moment, the tension is broken and there will probably be a lot of partying tonight in celebration. "Hey," he answers into his com. There's the slightest growl to his voice for her, at odds with the slightly needing feel of him in the force around her. He doesn't know whether he wants to hug and kiss her when she gets back to base, or toss her over his shoulder and growl at her in private. Because with them, the growling will turn heated. It always does, and her parents don't need to see that.
"You okay?" It's the question he settles on for now, because her answer and how she's doing will dictate the greeting she gets. And just because they're done and heading back to base doesn't mean she's okay. He can feel some of her up and down emotions in their connection and even growly, his first need is her, to ensure she's okay. The tone in the question is tilted, because he doesn't just mean physically but emotionally too. He knows where they went, who they went for and who her parents wanted to bring home.
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Well, no, this isn't the Falcon herself, but it's the nearest Ben thinks he'll ever get to the ship that was more 'home' to him than any planet they happened to reside on for a period of time. So to him, it might as well be that ship. No one will let him go home, not properly, he knows that.
He hadn't expected the hug and his whole body goes rigid. It had been... No, he couldn't remember the last touch that hadn't been a strike of lighting in punishment for failing in his training under Snoke. He didn't know what to do with it, so he stepped back, giving an awkward nod instead.
"I'm fine." It was curt, short, and clipped. He wasn't sure how much his mother actually knew of the plan, though he doubted Leia had told them a damn thing. Everything they had said to him thus far confirmed that doubt. Why was he set up like that?
A feeling of loneliness, pain, and hurt overwhelmed. He frowned, and looked round to see Rey leaving. Was... that coming from her? He squinted.
"I think she needs the help."
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Hannah takes a step back herself, crossing her arms over her chest and shooting him a confused look. "Her?" she motions after Rey. "She seems fine to me." Not that she really knows Rey well enough to make that sort of judgement, but Rey isn't her child. Ben's back after years of being lost to her and it's not her instinct to turn to comfort someone she hardly knows.
"Uh," she continues, still trying to navigate out of the awkward situation she's created. "Maybe I should give dad a call." Talking to Luke - that should be a good distraction.
She buzzes Luke's comlink, not waiting for him to greet her before she launches into the conversation: "Told you we could handle it."
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Jane's not okay. She doesn't know how to deal with the bantha in the room; she feels too many conflicting things about Ben and what had gone down between them in the academy all those years ago. Of course, she's never been great at articulating her emotions, at least not with words. Thankfully, she's bonded with Jon so strongly in the Force that she doesn't have to explain herself.
"I'll be fine," she eventually manages to get out. A part of her hopes her father won't insist on some base-wide celebration because all she wants right now is to get back to D'Qar and lock herself up in their quarters, far away from her brother. Or maybe go off-planet. Because even if she's been generally hovering around another 'frequency' in the Force these days, she can't help feeling Ben's distinct presence, given their proximity at the moment. "I'm just... not looking forward to tonight's family dinner." It's a weak attempt at a joke, but she knows he'll get what she means.
"Wanna take the ship out and head somewhere later?" Away from Ben. Stars, if there was a way they didn't have to meet, she'd spare him that.
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Talking to Luke might not be such a good distraction.
He'd seen Jon return to the command center, but he'd been too busy to talk to the younger man again. Sure, the victory brought excitement and relief and all the congratulatory words, but he knew the worst was far from over. Starkiller Base and Kylo Ren gone? The First Order would throw a fit. And given that the location of the Resistance base wasn't a secret anymore, he had to make sure that they were prepared for the eventual retaliation.
He's in the middle of coordinating all that when his comlink buzzes. Hannah.
"Thank the stars," he breathes, relief evident in his tone. As if considerable weight has been lifted off his shoulders. "Are you okay? How are they?" If she's going to be smug and insufferable, he's just going to let her be; what matters now is that they're alive and well, his wife and their two children.
It's... strange, for their family to finally be together again, after all these years. After all the tragedies that have befallen upon them. If someone had told him a week ago that this day would come, he would never have believed them.
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They're bonded strongly and he's had years of them working on that bond that all she has to do is curl into him in the Force and let him in. Which, after all these years is a natural reaction to each other anyway. Which also means that he's there and offering her the comfort he can for her to burrow into until she's back at the base and able to curl into his arms. It doesn't mean they're not going to have at the very least a long, growly conversation about leaving him behind, but that conversation and growling can wait until she's feeling a little bit more solid in everything.
"Of course you will, because you're my badass Targaryen wife," he offers. That growl is still in his tone, but there's also a small smile in his tone for her as well. He's more than happy to stay in their quarters, away from Ben for a few days. Truthfully, he's not too thrilled that her brother will be coming back with her either. There's too much history there, too much to try and get over, and he's not sure any explanation will really help things now. Not for Jon at least.
There's a chuckle for that attempt at a joke and his head dips down a little so he's not looking over at her father. "Do you want me to have stuff packed and we can slip out once you're back?" He'd agree with Luke, the First Order's going to be coming back hard soon enough, but it's not going to happen tonight or tomorrow. They'll have some time to prepare, to plan. And it means they'll have time to disappear together while they sort through how they feel about her brother being home. "How pissed would your parents be if we slipped off within the first hour you're back?" Not that it'd really stop them, right? Unless Jane felt she really needed to be here for her parents, but Jon'll give her the option to slip out because he knows she needs it soon enough.
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He knows he did wrong by going stiff at Hannah's touch, he can feel the hurt rolling off her. Ben won't call his mother out on it, the shift to the Solo front seeming seamless but he knows that's what she's doing. She has her way of coping and he has his. He glances back in the direction Rey wandered off, eyes narrowing.
"She... I can feel it. There's..." He stops, and shakes his head. "Maybe I'm reading it wrong." He isn't, but he won't say that. At the mention of Dad, his head snaps round, waiting.
Had Luke known? Leia's plan. He had to have known, right?
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"Uh," she hesitates before answering Luke because he's asked some loaded questions. "More excitement than I've had in a while but I'm good. We're all fine - great. Everything's good. The kids are, uh, taking time to process the events. Separately, in different parts of the ship. They'll come around." As usual, Hannah's said too much under the pressure to handle an uncomfortable situation and once she starts talking she struggles to find a place to stop.
Ben's watching her stumble through her side of the conversation and she grabs onto that as a possible way out of having to explain the palatable tension on the ship.
Her tone softens. "Ben's right here. He can hear you if you want to say hi." Hannah gestures to Ben and then to her comlink. "He's missed you, Ben. We both have."
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Which makes the option of slipping out more appealing. It’s easier to just keep up the pretense of them being Westerosi bounty hunters than for her to revert to being the General’s daughter. Or, worse, Kylo Ren’s sister. Really, she’d rather have the base whisper about her supposedly incestuous relationship with her alleged twin brother than deal with Ben and whatever shit had gone down in their family in the years that passed.
“Probably just as pissed as you are,” she manages to tease. “But they should understand. I might murder Ben with a fork at dinner. That kind of beats the whole family reunion idea, and it’ll make the General look bad.” Maybe it’s a joke, but he’ll sense that the sentiment’s real, that a part of her does want retribution.
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Luke’s been through so much in his life that he’s hardly fazed by anything these days — until Hannah asks him if he wants to say hi to Ben. Their son. Their son who’d gone over to the enemy and who, through the years, he’d thought was in part responsible for the death of their other child.
He wishes Leia had told him more before leaving, but all he’d really gathered back then was that Ben had given in and turned to the dark side. And so he really doesn’t know what to say; no amount of training and experience back in his youth to be a proper politician and statesman could’ve prepared him for this.
“Hello, Ben.” What else is there for him to say? “Welcome back, son.”
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oops sorry guess who forgot to keep tracking the thread
no worries! y’all know december ate me alive lol
There was a December? I feel like we're going from November straight into January... >.>
This whole year has jumped too fast
and then it's gonna be a new decade
we're traveling through hyperspace folks lol also warning for a little tros spoiler
I had my friend give me the cliffnotes. So I am good in terms of spoilers for tros
good if we're all good
i do love a good spoiler
the lovebirds are going off to their room now and will reappear for the brawl during dinner lmao