Voicemail ~ Mask or Menace

[faithfulson]

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

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[faithfulson]

It's... not feeling out emotions. You'll understand, I promise.

[ He definitely could, even with the distance separating them. He seriously felt bad, especially with so much dumped on top of her at once. ]

[articulations]

I can't understand what I don't know.

[faithfulson]

[ Dammit Han, why haven't you told her yet? Luke let out a desperate, helpless noise. ]

Leia... this isn't something that I can tell you. Please try to understand.

[articulations]

[ She was quiet. For a long moment. It wasn't until her brows drew together that she spoke again. ]

You're hiding something from me. What can't you tell me?

[faithfulson]

[ A R G H ]

It's... something to do with the future. With your and Han's future, specifically. So it's... not my place to tell you about it.

[articulations]

[ Of course, the first thing to come to mind is that Han pulls one over her, he pulls a Kier. But that doesn't add up; as much as Han wouldn't want to get tangled in politics, he sticks it out with them in the fight against the Imperials. Why would Han have any reason to throw her under the ship? ]

I knew it. He goes behind my back.

[faithfulson]

[ ...and here is poor Luke. Poor Luke, who thinks Leia understands what he's trying to get at, and now is suffering from mental images he didn't need nor want. ]

I-I don't know how he does it!

[ The helpless, embarrassed squeaking is all that comes out in his voice. ]

I-it's something you need to talk to him about.

[articulations]

Why? So he can make excuses? No.

[ The shakiness in her grip on the comm was controlled by her fingers gripping all the harder. The shakiness in her voice, nothing could stop that. Which was why she breathed out the next bit unsteadily: ]

I can't believe I... [ A swallow cut her off. I can't believe I let myself believe. I can't believe I kissed him a second time, said those things. Let him in. ] I'm going to go now.

I didn't contact you to talk about-- this.

[faithfulson]

Wha--? Leia, I'm sure it was mutual. Han wouldn't... do that.

[ ...this is a very real reminder that he actually isn't that good at this sort of thing. At all. ]

L-look, just trust me. The two of you need to talk.

[articulations]

...goodnight, Luke.

[ She wasn't so sure she wanted to do that. ]

[faithfulson]

Leia...

[ He messed up he messed up he messed up... ]

Please trust me when I say everything is fine between the three of us, okay? Goodnight...

[articulations]

I'm sorry but...it's not.

[ The comm link ended then. ]