( audio | we got comms )

[pilot]

This is Captain Han Solo hailing…whoever’s listening on the only frequency we’ve got. Do you copy?

[ KXKXKXKXSH. ]

This is Captain Han Solo on the planet’s surface hailing whoever is out there. Do you copy?

[ KXKXKXKXKXKXSH. ]

Oh, come on. I fixed you! [ that would be the sound of something that definitely got banged on. ]

This is Captain Han Solo of the Millennium Falcon transmitting in the blind. Our ship crash-landed on a desert planet. We need evac. Someone's gotta be listening.

[ There's a long silence, but then something in the transmission changes, followed by a garbled voice. Something changes again, and the voice gets clearer. It's a male voice. ]

Ah, Mr. Solo. That's going to be a no-go on the evac. We don't have anywhere to evacuate you to, up here isn't an option.

[ The tone in his voice makes it sound like he doesn't exactly care to evacuate them either. ]

How's Earth? Having a good time? Here's what I'll do, Mr. Solo, I'll send you down some food - or something. I keep saying trail mix and water is such a boring combination.

[ There's another pause, long enough it sounds like the "friend" on the other line has left. Any response that Han fills it with is ignored and this is obvious when he speaks again. ]

I'm sure you have plenty of questions, wanting answers. Look, I'm kind of busy, you know, doing important stuff, making sure you guys stay alive. So, good job on getting the communications up and running. Need anything, just holler, I'll have this feed monitored. Ciao!

[ A couple minutes after the nameless and faceless man makes his exit from the rather one sided conversation, there is a strange tapping noise, that doesn't really have a pattern, or if it does, it's lost in the transmission.

for his part, han has only one response. ]

You, son of a —

( ooc: comms have been established with the orbiting ship! feel free to threadjack and use this post as you wish! )