Haven Base [early evening]

[tatooine_doofus]

Not that he hadn't appreciated the effort, because he had, but Luke had to admit that his first joint birthday party with Leia had been a bit of an experience.

And not just because someone had left Janson unsupervised with the food. In his worst kitchen experiments with Gavin, Luke had never managed to turn something that shade of purple.

It had been nice to have some down time, though. Rogue Squadron's missions had increased in tempo and Luke had barely had time to breathe, let alone remember things like dates. The surprise part of the party had been complete: mostly because he'd forgotten it was his birthday at all. Leia had teased him about that for an hour.

He flopped onto his cot--a perk of being in command meant he didn't have to share his admittedly tiny quarters--and fiddled with something mechanical and complicated that Wedge had given him, enjoying time to himself. Artoo burbled happily in the corner, checking for new communications.

[OOC: Open for calls or emails. Up early for great SP justice!]

Comments

[the_merriest]

It always worried Rikku when she called over major dimensional rifts that somehow, the call wasn't going to go through. Well, if it didn't, she'd just send an e-mail, then!

... Somehow, that seemed perfectly logical to her.

Ring!

(OOC: swiss cheese availability today as I am on the road but SP is yay?)

[wannabehunter]

Jo wasn't sure if it was actually the right day wherever Luke was, but in any case it was here, so there she was ringing.