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Luke caught up to Mara, jogging across the sand to put a hand on her shoulder. Worry was etched on every line of his face (and at over six decades, there were a fair few), and carried through a thread in his voice when he spoke.

"What's going on?" he asked, brows drawn together and blue eyes fretful. "Mara, what just happened?"

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~~Han you were so whipped. And so was Luke.~~

"As long as we come back here before sunset," Han countered, smiling. "I promised someone beautiful that we'd ~~do it in the sand~~ watch it on the beach together."

"You are sickeningly sweet." Leia's eyes were sparkling.

:|

"And that sounds lovely," she beamed at Luke. "We can all have dinner and... catch up."

They are both sickening. It was interesting to see them at the beginning of their relationship. Basically the same, just younger. Still grossly cute and full of snark.

Mara curled her fingers around Luke and pointed at the various stores along the beach. "Well, let's find something. I'd ask what people wanted but...this isn't Coruscant and anything but slop would be heavenly."

"Something actually able to be bitten into." Luke made a little pleased noise and started making his way up the beach, following his nose to the source of something that smelled delicious. When in doubt, it was best to do that.

The sign in front of his chosen place of business read HAMBURGERS. What that was, Luke didn't know, but it smelled great and from what he'd seen on the tables on the outside patio, it looked good too.

It looked greasy, bad for your arteries and unhealthy.

Pretty much the time of food that Han loved. He stopped behind the other couple and gave a slight nod of approval. "It's probably cheap too." Hey, if he could stretch out his spending money, he would do that. "I hope they have beer."

"I'm sure they will."

Leia caught the attention of a host. On the way to their rickety table, she deliberately walked slower.

"Have you noticed how much she's touching him?" She whispered into Han's ear. "I wonder how long they've been married. And if that's her real hair color."

She looked around at the establishment fondly. It reminded her of the dives she'd made appointments in during her first months of officially working with the Rebellion.

Mara tossed (her real) red-gold hair over her shoulder as they followed the host to the table, her hand trailing idly up Luke's arm.

"I think I want one of those fruity green things I had earlier. They were tasty." She was saying as she sat down, grinning widely.

"The one you had at that market?" Luke nodded, sitting next to his wife and murmuring a soft thanks to the waiter when he brought them menus--real treepaper menus, not flimsi or holograms. He spent a moment running his hands over the texture of the paper. "I'd like to try one myself. You and Ben seemed to like everything you got your hands on."

He rested his hand on the table between the two of them so Mara could take it if she wanted. Force of habit.

he whispered back ~~because Han knew all about redheads~~ as they resumed a normal walking pace and sat down.

This menu was made of paper, and it felt odd to touch it, used to so much technology. But he wasn't here to judge, just enjoy the company of Leia, her brother who was way older than last Han remembered him, and his future sister-in-law the kid had somehow managed to marry (or was going to marry, he wasn't sure anymore). All of them not wearing much in a hot, tropical planet.

Life was pretty good right now. It was hard to imagine they were going to be in war with the Ohm soon.

His eyes darted around the menu until he saw something with the word beer, and immediately ordered it.

"So do those fruity green things have a name, or should I just try the first thing that catches my eye?"

Edited 2010-06-19 07:46 (UTC)

Leia ordered something deeply orange and alcoholic. "That sounds fruit-like to me," she rested her head on Han's shoulder as she read the rest of the menu, eventually sliding it back to the center of the table.

Ben. Was her nephew a safe discussion topic? No. A chill ran down Leia's spine and she instinctively knew not to ask about how the teenager was enjoying the shore. She also felt guilt rise up when she realized she didn't even know where her own children were. Granted, Jaina and Jacen were adults and -- oh gods -- were possibly off carousing and drinking at this very moment on the other side of the beach, but there was still a deep and needy tug inside of her.

Her eyes traveled down the row of booths to a couple of young pre-teens chatting over iced caf. "I meant to stock up on that," she lazily noted outloud. "But every vender in the bazaar was out. Strange."

Mara glanced at her husband before sliding her hand into his. "Did you buy out every vender, darling?"

She pointed to a tall glass on the menu, full of a pink slushy looking thing that also seemed to have four kinds of alcohol in it. "One of these, please."

Mara totally deserved a drink. Her skull ached and her face burned with the little nail marks in her cheeks. She had beat up her son's love interest. She deserved that drink.

He curled his fingers around hers, a little smile flitting at the corners of his mouth. "I'm not the iced caf addict here. It's worse than spice with you."

Luke scanned the beverages list, worriedly noted there wasn't any hot chocolate on it, and chose the least alcoholic selection. He really wasn't a drinker, but water seemed too simple and there weren't any other options, really.

As the waiter came back with the drinks, Han's face fell and morphed into utter confusion with what he was presented with. This thing was nothing like he had imagined it. And what was that in there? He turned to the waiter.

"Why does the beer have floating pieces of white-" he was about to say something he regretted in front of the women, bit his tongue and continued "white...stuff in it?" She gave him a look back, shrugging.

"Sir, this is a root beer float. Would you like me to come back with a normal beer?" The scoundrel looked at the so called root beer again, his eyes dotting between the glass and the waitress before he spoke.

"I'll keep this too." He might as well try it, since he had paid for it.

Leia silently chuckled and snuggled deeper into the crook of Han's arm. Then she frowned, spying only one spoon served with his ice cream concoction. "Tragic. Looks like we're sharing."

She took a long sip of her drink.

"You're still not a drinker," she cooed toward the other side of the table.

"Unless it's hot chocolate. And then he is a certified addict. If my vice is iced caf, his is hot chocolate." Mara smiled at her husband, squeezing his hand.

She picked up her drink with her free hand and sipped at it, raising her eyebrows. Tasty.

"Sadly, it's a little warm here for hot chocolate." Luke affected disappointment, but sipped his drink when it arrived. It wasn't bad, and the alcohol taste wasn't such that he thought he might need to use the Force to help metabolize the alcohol so he wasn't making a fool of himself. "This isn't that bad though."

He thumbed through the menu again, looking at the food, rubbing his thumb against Mara's hand idly as he thought. "Honestly, after today I think I could eat a whole nerf by myself."

"I'm just trying to figure out what half of these things on the menu are," Han admitted, tentatively sipping the root beer. Eeerk, this thing was way too sweet for him. He gave Leia a smile and pushed the drink and spoon over to her. "You can have it all, if you want."

After this whole root beer fiasco, he wasn't about to take a food choice that somehow ended him with something terrible or live animals. "The pictures aren't helping either...am I reading correctly, or does this menu claim to have dino ribs (http://gastronomist.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/flintstones_ribs.jpg)?"

Edited 2010-06-21 07:22 (UTC)

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And now you are imagining this icon with Han in a speedo >B]

WORK IT~

EVEN MARA'S LOOKING i mean--

LUKE'S NOT ASHAMED TO ADMIT HE PEEKED

ILU GUYS <3

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