Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or any of these characters, except maybe Millis because I created her, but Han, Leia, and the rest? No. Also, I'm broke, so please don't sue!
Han Solo glowered out at the star streaks out the cockpit window of the Millennium Falcon. How had the princess talked him into this? Well, she hadn't really talked into this. Oh, she had been talking at the time but somehow he'd started staring into those deep brown eyes and sort of said 'uh-huh' when her Worshipfulness had stopped talking. Only later did Han realize that he'd agreed to fly her to Ord Mantell.
Solo hit his forehead with the heel of his hand. Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why did she do that to him?
Chewie glanced over at his friend from his co-pilot's chair and growled an interrogative as to why Han was trying to create a dent in his forehead.
"Ah, it's nothin' Chewie," Solo spin his chair to face his Wookie friend. "Guess I should visit Millis while I'm here. Give her the letter and credits; maybe take her out to lunch." Solo sighed and ran a hand through his tousled, coppery hair.
You should, Cub. Small one is always glad to see you.
"Yeah, well Jace is gonna be a little hard to explain to her Worship and the Kid. They expect me to be with them to meet this contact of theirs." Solo stared thoughtfully out the window again, then said to himself, "Millis would be even harder to explain."
Princess Leia Organa surveyed the small cabin with a combination of interest and irritation. Solo had insisted that she should stay in his cabin for the duration of the trip. How could anyone be so chaotically organized? All the clothes had been placed in their respective place in either drawers or closet, but the clothes appeared to have been haphazardly thrown in, in just the right manner so that everything fit. Mechanic manuals had all been placed on a single shelf, but were facing no particular direction.
Absently, Leia wondered if cabin could provide her with some insight into Han Solo's mysterious past. The Corellian smuggler never mentioned his childhood, or if he had parents. Every time she had attempted to get Han to tell her about his past, he had carefully sidestepped the topic without the princess realizing until the end of the conversation that she knew no more about him than she had to begin with. This annoyed Leia to no end and she was determined to find out more about the man. Somehow. But for now, Leia had work to do. Turning on her data pad, she accessed the first file and began to read.
Millisian Korthen grinned and pushed a loose strand of long, wavy, copper hair out of her face as she read the message that had just appeared on her terminal screen. She pumped her fist in the air and whooped. Jace Solo was coming to see her on Ord Mantell bringing another letter and general news from her brother, Han! Millis hadn't actually seen her brother since she was five, or maybe six, but Jace had always brought her news and updates and credits to help pay for her school tuition and up keep since her brother was constantly working. Millis considered Jace her sudo-big brother because he had always just sort of been there, but it had be nearly a year since she had hear from him and now he was coming to visit! Momentarily, Millis wondered what her brother's views on the Rebellion were. She knew what Jace's were. Oh, well. She could ask Jace when he arrived.