Voicemail ~ Mask or Menace

[faithfulson]

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

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[faithfulson]

[ Luke frowned at that, suddenly a little more awake. ]

...Han, did you go back? To our world?

[ If he went back, then... ]

Do you have hibernation sickness?

[carbonfrozen]

Yeah, for all the good it did me. I just stayed in carbonite the whole time.

[If he sounds bitter about this, that's because he is. As far as he knows he hasn't gotten unfrozen yet.]

That's what happens when you're trapped in a block of carbonite for months. [There's no real edge to his words, though—he just sounds tired.] It'll wear off. Soon enough I'll start seeing everything again, just blurrier.

[faithfulson]

[ ...and he was trying to walk home by himself, wasn't he? ]

Please tell me you're still at Cape Canaveral...

[carbonfrozen]

...I'm near Cape Canaveral.

[faithfulson]

[ HAN SOLO. ]

[ Luke let out a very audible groan. ]

Stay. Put. I'll be right there to pick you up.

[ He miiiiight have injected a little Force powered suggestion into his voice, not that he was counting on it to work. Han's stubbornness was clearly more powerful than the Force. ]

[carbonfrozen]

[Alas, human stubbornness does not win out over the Force this time, though Han doesn't actually register it as a suggestion. It's just, well, he supposes that makes sense, though his definition of staying put is kind of unhelpful to Luke.

It counts as staying put if you stay on the same two blocks, right?]

Yeah, sure. Want me to pick anything up for you while I'm waiting? There's a grocery store just three feet away from me, anyway. [Han you're blind, your stupid power isn't going to help.]

[faithfulson]

Han. STAY!

[ It's like he's talking to a dog! He almost told him to sit! ]

[carbonfrozen]

So I guess that's a no.

[Yeesh, Luke, chill, it's not like Han is currently bundled up in a blanket trying to ward off the cold on a bench.

Which he is. But he's not going to say that.]

You sure?

[faithfulson]

Yes!

I'm on my way over to you now.

[ Han, you're going to drive him to the Dark Side at this rate. ]

[carbonfrozen]

[Oops.]

All right, fine. I'm on a bench, you can't miss me. [You know, the shivery guy who's got a blanket on him? It's a convenient blanket anyway, because it's late and Han hasn't exactly slept in a while. Or. Maybe he has, he's not really all that sure, the carbonite robbed him of that certainty.

Still, he makes a valiant effort at catching a few minutes' rest, waiting up on Luke.]