[ she's getting better at tracking him, having spent a night where he was dead asleep and she too restless for slumber mapping out the various aspects of his presence in the force and committing them to memory. but when she winds the corner within this seedy corellian dive, the han she finds is not the one she was looking for.
leia stands wide eyed, staring openly at the younger, ganglier smuggler standing with some redhead at his side and chewbacca nowhere in sight. she knew that han already existed in this time, but he was supposed to be nine not--
you know who i want and what this is
leia stands wide eyed, staring openly at the younger, ganglier smuggler standing with some redhead at his side and chewbacca nowhere in sight. she knew that han already existed in this time, but he was supposed to be nine not--
what the hell was going on? ]