hanxsolo

[hanxsolo]

      ' w-whoooa, pipe down, pilot!' the smuggler takes a step back and holds palms out         in  mock  surrender,  eyeing the man incredulously. 'no need to get nasty here---         and hey, if you think you're the baddest boy in town i got news  for you... ,         i've faced off  against  five  guys  five  times worse then you on your worse day         so i suggest  you  quit pretendin' now & let your actions speak  for themselves. '       [ he glances  toward  the  ship,  now thoroughly wondering whether it's  worth          the  trouble  of extra  debt  and  bad  blood.  but hey,  he needs to get back to                     corellia and the millenium falcon ain't taking him there any time soon with a                     busted engine. ]

   ❝ Two points I’m gonna go ahead an’ make abundantly clear ‘fore we get down to        talkin’ price.  First, y’call me a boy again an’ it won’ be a fast one y’gotta concern        y’self wi’ me throwin’ you.  Second, if y’know as much about ships as you’re set        on’ claimin’, then y’can plainly see this one speaks all for herself. ❞

#stardustandsarcasm

[hanxsolo]

   that's no surprise, the smuggler thought with a snide    smirk as the man-- lyal, apparently-- rattled on about    his terms and conditions.  most  beings  from here to    the mid rim knew the name han solo, if not just for his    infamous ability to win card games and poker.             'hey, listen pal, i don't shake hands on anything 'til i know exactly what it is.' he stared disapprovingly at the pale hand. ' spell your price and then we'll go from there. '     

He seemed pleased with the answer, "Han Solo... I've heard about you."

He stood up and offered a pale hand to shake, "I go by Lyal these days... and I've got the parts you need. In exchange, I think you can help me with something too."

#thedragonswing

[hanxsolo]

    ' that depends on what it will cost me, sweetheart. '

           ”I’m sorry… Could you give a hand with something?”

#jediyke #;short #;convo #((hello there!))

[hanxsolo]

                        I came to win                              I came to win,                              to fight                                      to survive                           to conquer                                  to prosper                             to thrive                                        to rise

                                                      тσ     ƒℓу

#;musings

[hanxsolo]

      ' how much do you want, boy.  'n i happen to       know a good  deal  about  ships  myself so       don't try throwing a fast one on me. '

❝ — She might not be the fastest ship in the galaxy, but she flies true. If you got the mind t’part wi’ the creds, she’ll get you where you got to go. ❞

#stardustandsarcasm #((YO!!!! great to meet a fellow SW rper! )) #;short

[hanxsolo]

       So this guy was armed well enough to be taken seriously...        -----even Han had to admit that.  Umber eyes raked the boy's        form before settling on the combat knife, then flicked back up        to the pale man's red hues.           "Uhh, right. So, my spaceship over there---" a casual gesture with his thumb, "--it needs a couple spare bolts for the hyperdrive. Who do I work for?" A raised eyebrow, hands moving to rest on his holster. "You're talkin' to Han Solo, friend. And he don't take orders from anyone but himself."

"Depends." The very pale man answered with a casual shrug. His white hair and red eyes were enough to give him an alien look, but his pointed ears sticking through his hair confirmed it. He was young - probably no older than 25 - and his utility belt suggested he could be big trouble… A blaster, a combat knife, a couple grenades, and who knows what’s in the pouch pocket. His jacket was nice, probably expensive, brown with red decal and trim. His boots hadn’t seen combat yet either. Either he was well-off, or he was still wet behind the ears.

"What do you need and who do you work for?"

#thedragonswing #((hey! 8D nice to meet you))

[hanxsolo]

        grease-stained hands brush faded jeans, calloused fingers looping into the holster that clutches its proud blaster as the man's brown gaze rakes the stranger dubiously.                         ’ ——hey, you wouldn’t happen to have a few spare parts on you, wouldya? ‘

#;open #;short #star wars rp #han solo rp

[hanxsolo]

[ the man's not particularly interested in anyone. let alone helping anyone---             force knows he has his own kriffing problems to handle.              calloused fingers  scrape  metal  against  metal as the             smuggler glances from his work to eye the bystander ]

       ”------- What in kark's name do you want? ”

#;open #;short

[hanxsolo]

     A wry laugh. "Mechanics ain't like dusting crops, boy. You got the wrong idea if you think you can just---" Holding his head the Corellian watches tight-lipped and anxiously as the boy hammers the parts into his beloved Falcon. Suddenly the neon lights in the cockpit illuminate and the hyper-drive buzzes to life.

    "Hey--! How 'bout that? There's a few things I'm still learnin' about you Luke." A grin spreads across his face as he plants a hand on the boy's shoulder. 

"Well, I’m pretty good with mechanic work and all that.. .[he scoots over to the engineering works and begins hammering a few parts in, and bending a few back in place.]

"There, that should work. Try it.”

#lukexskywalker #!short #:D

[hanxsolo]

      "Hey listen kid--- no need to bring my good looks into this. My hyperdrive, that's the problem.  And if you wanna get to Alderaan in one piece, it's about to be your problem too."

"—Well if you don’t like my face, you should see yours!" [laughs] "What’s the problem, Han?"

#lukexskywalker #((LYU TOO!!!!!)) #!short #((hope i'm doing okay hahhaha

[hanxsolo]

       "-----right when nothin' could get any worse, this happens."

#mikewazowskki #lukexskywalker #samwises #RPP4LYFE #((okay here's me venturing out on a limb)) #xD

[hanxsolo]

favorite han+leia caps»return of the jedi

#;snapshots