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✧Communications #001✧

[After some extremely uncomfortable fighting with both her now shredded wedding gown and with the earbud for what she could only assume was a communicator, Leia's patience for all things regarding this day is shot. Very little about this situation makes her happy and when she speaks, it shows in her voice.]

Han? Luke? Threepio? Lando? Where are you? If this is some sort of sick joke of a honeymoon, I'm not laughing.

[After everything, today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, and it had been until she'd woken up somehow in that pod. In the middle of a desert.]

I thought we'd agreed that we'd never return to Tatooine, even if it was the last planet in the galaxy? And what the kriff happened to my dress?

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[The voice coming through wasn't Han's. It was male, however, and rough.]

We got a Han here. Don't know if he's yours. But if you came down that close to the sand you got quite a hike ahead of you.

[And with the constant rain coming down, it wasn't going to be a pleasant one.]

Head toward the woods. We'll try to meet you at the edge.

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[That was definitely a new voice and one she wasn't really expecting to hear, ever.]

All I can see is sand outside of this pod. And a sky that looks like it will kill anyone who sets outdoors.

[And she's still in an all-white dress, shredded and scorched or not.]

There is a forest? How far away is it?

Depends on how far out you are. Couldn't see where you landed, just saw you comin' down and started heading that way.

[So far most people had figured out the earpieces quick enough so he'd been expecting a call. He hadn't expected her to announce she landed in the sand. The ships prior to hers had all landed inside the bounds of the forest. Their aim that good, as least, even if every one of them seemed to come down wrecked.]

Check under your seat. Should be a backpack with some supplies. See if it has a knife or a hammer in it.

[While he might be a stranger, he at least seems capable of assisting her right then.

After some shuffling around, she does find a pack. She pulls it out and carefully rifles through it.]

There's a knife and some water and I believe food. [Force, though, she wants a blaster though. Or an Ewok. Yeah, an Ewok would be nice.]

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Good. You got lucky. Knives ain't common. You know how to use it?

[Oh, joy, a world where knives aren't common. What sort of sand-filled hell is she in?]

Yes, I can use a knife. I'd prefer a blaster pistol, but a knife is better than nothing.

You're likely to be getting some company soon. Won't be pleasant, but they're drawn to the noise and commotion. They'll look like people, uh... human people, but they ain't. They're dead and they're moving. We call 'em walkers. Only way to stop them from tryin' to eat you is to take out the brain.

[Daryl figured by the time he'd spent walking already he was half-way to her. about ten minutes from the edge of the forest maybe.]

You can stay where you are and they won't be able to get in. They'll try, but they ain't really smart enough. You should be safe inside. But then you'll be surrounded and it'll be harder for anyone comin' to get through them to you. Best bet is to get out and get moving. Probably be able to see the woods if you do, too.

[Most of that is too ridiculous for her to even address. He also sounds far too serious for her liking.]

In what direction would you suggest? I'm not exactly sure how accurate trying to navigate by the sun and shadows is on this planet.

You came down south east of the city, so if you can figure out how to get yourself turned around to north west and head that way, you'd be doing good. Not sure what direction your ship was pointing when it landed, so I can't give you more'n that.

That's more than helpful, actually. Thank you.

[It still doesn't help her figure out which direction exactly to go. She heads out of the pod, knife in hand and looks around a bit.]

So, is there anything between this pod and the woods you're talking about that I should look out for besides these...'walkers'?

Might be some cannibals. They look mostly human, but got these masks and some nasty rusted axes. They live out there.

[Isn't this place just awesome?]

Wonderful. The more you talk, the more this place sounds so appealing. Next you'll tell me that there are giant, man-eating worms under the desert floor. Then it'll be just like home.

[She knows about the Tuskan Raiders on Tatooine and the krayt dragons. It's a lovely planet.]

Hell, if we had those, I'd tell you to kiss your ass goodbye. You're in luck, though, we just got the flesh-eating dead and the flesh-eating living.

Well, I guess I'll take them over some of the other places I've been. Attackers that I can see are preferable over ones I can't.

[And, best part is that she's pretty sure there are no Siths here. It's already looking up in her opinion.]

You and me both. I'm getting close to the edge of the woods. You on your way?

[What luck that the first person she speaks to is someone rational. It's refreshing, honestly.]

Sorry, but it seems that my crash landing has decided that my wedding dress would be better in tatters. I'm trying to make sure it's actually usable for some cover once I leave this hunk of metal.

We got some spare clothes back in the city, where we're holed up. If you need some more coverage 'til then, try the blanket and rope your bag should have. Works in a pinch.

[Based on her answer, he was going to assume it meant she hadn't left the pod yet.]

[Oh, no, she hasn't. She's still trying to make sure that the expensive rags that were once a beautiful gown doesn't try to kill her as she makes her way through her new and exciting danger zone.]

Since I seriously doubt this is a blue milk run, I need to make sure that I can run without falling face first into the burning sand.

[Sure, it's no metal bikini, but they'd had the Falcon then.]

Sand ain't really burning when it's soaking.

[Daryl finally made it to the edge of the woods and stopped to figure out how close he was or not to her.]

Hope your boots are in better shape than your clothes. Don't look like you got company yet.

[Leia considers telling him that "burning" is a curse word in the Outer Rim planets, but decides that it's probably not worth it.

When he mentions boots, she lets out a very disgruntled sigh. Silk slippers over sand, even silk from Hapen silk worms, weren't exactly ideal.]

I don't suppose you have boots back in this city of yours, do you?

Sure do. Clothes and shoes is something we got plenty of stock of. So you comin' my way or do I gotta go yours?

I suppose if you have all of the clothes and boots, I'll be heading your way.

[She draps the blanket from the pack over her shoulders and sets off fast walk in the general direction she thinks is northwest. At least she hopes it is.

The sand might be getting pelted by hail, but there is still a residual heat that seep through her thin slippers. She's only too pleased to see a tree line and she quickly limps towards it.]

Thank the Force! I could learn to hate this place thoroughly.

[Daryl already has his jacket off and is holding it out for her to take. It would be better than the blanket for keeping the rain off and would keep her warm, too, big as it was. It left him in his usual sleeveless button up and vest, but he was pretty much used to being soaked through in that.

Her shoes really were crap.]

Don't worry, that'll definitely happen. You talked to your boy Han, right?

[She's only too happy to take the jacket and throw off the blanket. Now she looks like a lost child, instead of some desert native.]

Thank you... I'm afraid I didn't catch your name. I'm Leia.

And, yes, I've talked to Han already.

Daryl.

[He nodded at her, bangs obscuring his face.]

You wanna wait here for him? Good as place as any.

[[OOC since leia is going back with Han, we could merge timelines here and Daryl will head back ahead of them, taking point?]]

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