Chapter 3
Millenium Falcon Day 2
"Sithspawn!" Han exclaimed as his eyes traversed the screen. Chewie roared in surprise at Han's vehement reaction (toldja to disregard NJO, didn't I?). "Chewie, drop the ship outta hyperspace and set course to Coruscant. The Wookie chuffed loudly at that.
"Whaddya mean, I'm crazy? Don't go blaming me, here read my 'orders' yourself!" Han shoved the datapad at Chewbacca. Chewie read it and shook his head at the news, rubbing a spot on his arm where the fur had not yet regrown. "Hey, don't rub at those scars, you'll only aggravate them", Han chided his best mate, trying not to show too much concern.
Chewbacca muttered under his breath and threw the datapad at Han. [You sound like your mate when she scolds your cubs little one]
"What! I'm not mothering ya furball! And I'm not little, so there!" the Corellian turned to the ship's controls and brought her out of hyperspace as Chewie began computing the co-ords to Coruscant.
So, the NR was finally going to do something about the Vong, eh? What he didn't like about it was that he was being pulled out of retirement. Damn, he thought as the full implications hit him. 'All reserve, inactive and retired command-track officers are to be reinstated', that included a lot of people he knew and counted as his close friends, people who had long forsaken the NR military.
Han glanced at Chewie out of the corner of his eye. It had been 2 months since Sernpidal but Chewie still moved rather gingerly. He shuddered as he thought about how close he had come to losing his best friend, the one creature in the entire universe he unequivocally trusted, more than his family. Normally, Han would be disgruntled about being pulled back into service; he grinned, but they were hunting Vong. And the Vong owed Han a debt for nearly killing Chewie.
Still, he was uneasy about returning to Coruscant. Things between him and Leia won't so good. He winced remembering the harsh words he'd said to Anakin while Chewie had been in a bacta tank, looking lifeless. But the damn kid shouldn't have left Chewie stranded. He didn't want to think about what could have happened if the Wookie had not grabbed hold of the closing landing ramp in time.
Leia had reacted badly toward what he'd said and Anakin...his relationship with Anakin had always been the weakest and now, it was tenuous at best. He'd hurt the kid badly, and taking off on the Falcon without so much as a word to any of his family certainly hadn't improved things.
Well Solo, you're a big boy now, time to face the music.
Millenium Falcon Day 2
"Sithspawn!" Han exclaimed as his eyes traversed the screen. Chewie roared in surprise at Han's vehement reaction (toldja to disregard NJO, didn't I?). "Chewie, drop the ship outta hyperspace and set course to Coruscant. The Wookie chuffed loudly at that.
"Whaddya mean, I'm crazy? Don't go blaming me, here read my 'orders' yourself!" Han shoved the datapad at Chewbacca. Chewie read it and shook his head at the news, rubbing a spot on his arm where the fur had not yet regrown. "Hey, don't rub at those scars, you'll only aggravate them", Han chided his best mate, trying not to show too much concern.
Chewbacca muttered under his breath and threw the datapad at Han. [You sound like your mate when she scolds your cubs little one]
"What! I'm not mothering ya furball! And I'm not little, so there!" the Corellian turned to the ship's controls and brought her out of hyperspace as Chewie began computing the co-ords to Coruscant.
So, the NR was finally going to do something about the Vong, eh? What he didn't like about it was that he was being pulled out of retirement. Damn, he thought as the full implications hit him. 'All reserve, inactive and retired command-track officers are to be reinstated', that included a lot of people he knew and counted as his close friends, people who had long forsaken the NR military.
Han glanced at Chewie out of the corner of his eye. It had been 2 months since Sernpidal but Chewie still moved rather gingerly. He shuddered as he thought about how close he had come to losing his best friend, the one creature in the entire universe he unequivocally trusted, more than his family. Normally, Han would be disgruntled about being pulled back into service; he grinned, but they were hunting Vong. And the Vong owed Han a debt for nearly killing Chewie.
Still, he was uneasy about returning to Coruscant. Things between him and Leia won't so good. He winced remembering the harsh words he'd said to Anakin while Chewie had been in a bacta tank, looking lifeless. But the damn kid shouldn't have left Chewie stranded. He didn't want to think about what could have happened if the Wookie had not grabbed hold of the closing landing ramp in time.
Leia had reacted badly toward what he'd said and Anakin...his relationship with Anakin had always been the weakest and now, it was tenuous at best. He'd hurt the kid badly, and taking off on the Falcon without so much as a word to any of his family certainly hadn't improved things.
Well Solo, you're a big boy now, time to face the music.