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[aimedforthemoon]

She leads Han from the bar up to her room, and open the door with a smile and a flourish of after youHer room is a normal, hotel-style room; plush carpet, plain curtains framing large windows, of which one is open. But it's very....neat. She's an astronaut, and they are always neat people, but it's still a little too neat. As if she's not planning

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[rebel_falcon]

"Nice to not have to fall through the ceiling," he says, cheerfully as he steps inside her room and glances around at the surroundings. It's very neat, and reminds him of the dorms at the Academy, except they didn't have anything in regards to personal belongings.

Han crosses the room and hangs the holster on the back of her chair and looks at the models.

"This was yours," he says, in reference to the MiG.

[aimedforthemoon]

"My baby," she says, fondly, shutting the door behind them and locking it. "Utterly wonderful until you used up two-thirds of fuel.

Then you had to bail out if you couldn't land."

[rebel_falcon]

"You ever have to bail?"

Even for an 'earth bound' fighter, it's still impressive.

[aimedforthemoon]

"Twice.

Second time, I...might have broken my shoulder."