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The Sensorium was (once again, for this particular occupant) reflecting the glowing opulence of an upper level in the Imperial Palace.
Mara Jade Skywalker's hair was swept up off the base of her neck and she wore a very flowy, light green dress as she leaned against a balcony railing, watching imaginary traffic sweep past her. Above, below, across, the speeders were just flashes of light.
Every so often, a servant or some nameless Imperial would wander by and she would tense, idly worried that her subconscious would prompt Stacy to bring in someone less savory. Like her former Master.
For now, though, it was just traffic and night air.
Mara Jade Skywalker's hair was swept up off the base of her neck and she wore a very flowy, light green dress as she leaned against a balcony railing, watching imaginary traffic sweep past her. Above, below, across, the speeders were just flashes of light.
Every so often, a servant or some nameless Imperial would wander by and she would tense, idly worried that her subconscious would prompt Stacy to bring in someone less savory. Like her former Master.
For now, though, it was just traffic and night air.
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"What's this place?"
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"It's pretty. The lights and the ships, I mean." Stunning conversation there, kiddo.
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"We don't have ships where I come from, so the idea of traffic that goes vertical is just... mind-boggling to me."
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He didn't want to impose, especially if it meant stealing something, but his inner gearhead won before he could protest. "Uh... sure! If it's not a problem."
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She beckoned him to follow her, still grinning.
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"When did you learn to fly?" he asked. It wasn't as though flying small planes was equatable to flying spaceships, but he was curious anyway.
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She paused again, considering. "I had to learn a lot before I could learn the fun stuff, though."
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He smiled a little sedately. "And I'm sure a ship is nothing like a plane anyway."
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"Tarkin parks in...Hangar Besh." She murmured to herself, pressing a button on the lift's panel.
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The fact she's even joking about letting you near her ship, let alone fly it, Steve, MEANS SHE LIKES YOU.
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They made it to the hangar and she jury-rigged the first speeder she saw (Tarkin's, of course. Luxury six seater.) and slipped into the driver's seat. "Hop in, kid."
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He thought about joking about driving, but given his comments about crashing into the ground, he knew it was a long shot.
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It was strange, the feeling of moving straight up in a vehicle-- a lot more freeing than comparatively bulky planes.
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