Middle of nooooooooooooooowhere, GFFA
Feb. 28th, 2011 11:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tatooine_doofusBlast and double blast, Luke thought, momentarily giving into his frustration. After a tricky bit of piloting to escape the clutches of an Imperial cruiser which would have been only too happy to figure out who the pilot of the X-Wing was, he'd made a hyperspace jump (blindly) and was floating dead in space in a ship without a hyperdrive, a comm system, or enough fuel to fly anywhere near an inhabited planet. And he only had a limited amount of air left.
This was, he reflected, a really stupid way to die.
He'd put Artoo to putting together a rudimentary comm device: he had no idea how far the signal, should it even work, would reach, but it was better than nothing.
...Not a lot better than nothing, though.
"I'm going to go into a trance, okay, Artoo? When you get finished with the comm, you wake me up. Or if something starts going wrong, or if you even think something is going to start to go wrong?"
Artoo gave a nervous tweetle of assent. Luke reached futilely into the Force for Leia, halfway across the galaxy, and hoped that this wasn't goodbye from him.
Leia?
Just before he fell into a trance, he had a sudden feeling like someone was reaching back...but it was too late.
[OOC: DUN DUN DUN.]
This was, he reflected, a really stupid way to die.
He'd put Artoo to putting together a rudimentary comm device: he had no idea how far the signal, should it even work, would reach, but it was better than nothing.
...Not a lot better than nothing, though.
"I'm going to go into a trance, okay, Artoo? When you get finished with the comm, you wake me up. Or if something starts going wrong, or if you even think something is going to start to go wrong?"
Artoo gave a nervous tweetle of assent. Luke reached futilely into the Force for Leia, halfway across the galaxy, and hoped that this wasn't goodbye from him.
Leia?
Just before he fell into a trance, he had a sudden feeling like someone was reaching back...but it was too late.
[OOC: DUN DUN DUN.]
