Voicemail ~ Mask or Menace

[faithfulson]

Skywalker here. Leave a message, and I'll get back to you.

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[articulations]

I know. And I don't know.

Are you at home right now?

[faithfulson]

Yeah I'm here.

[ He didn't think Cass was home... and if Luke was honest with himself, even if he was, he was probably passed out cold. ]

[articulations]

I'll be over in a bit then.

[faithfulson]

I'll have some caff ready when you get here.

[articulations]

If you feel caf is what we need right now, who am I to say no.

[ Here she begins to move around, getting ready. There isn't much to do as it's so late, but Leia leaves Han a note at his bedside before she leaves to make her way over to Luke's. ]

[faithfulson]

Well, if that isn't enough, we can raid my roommate's stash. Pretty sure he wouldn't even notice any of it missing.

[ He appreciated the fact that Cass knew who he was, knew exactly what he was, and still tried to hide things from him. It was endearing, in a way. ]

[ Once he felt Leia approaching the house, Luke went outside, waiting for her on the landing so he could pull her into a tight hug that much sooner. ]

[articulations]

[ It wouldn't take her long. Seeing and sensing him there, outside and waiting, Leia went easily into the embrace. A kiss was pressed to his cheek right before her face ducked to bury to his shoulder. A small tremor passed through her shoulders and her arms tightened around him. There were no tears but there was a deep sadness her brother would feel that would no doubt add to his own feelings. ]

They could come back, [ muffled against him. ] Everyone comes back.

[faithfulson]

They could...

[ But it wasn't hard to hear the doubt in his muffled voice. He held her close, trying not to shake himself. He felt helpless, the same way he had after being recovered from Bespin, after he saw Ben cut down on the Death Star, and he just did not know what to do. After a moment, he gave her a squeeze, pulling away and motioning her inside. ]

[articulations]

[ She pulled away to step into the warmth of the house, a shiver passing down her back from the transition of moving out of the cold. More layers should've been worn other than a jacket. ]

It's just you?

[faithfulson]

[ Luke nodded at that, giving her a pained look, before gently leading her toward the kitchen and that promised coffee. ]

I'm pretty sure I'm the only one out of us that hasn't gone back yet.

[articulations]

Maybe count yourself lucky then.

[ Her jacket comes off and it's draped over the back of a chair. She lowers herself into it, hands in her lap. ]