invisible string~luke skywalker

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       Greyson sat back down next to Han sliding him his drink. "This is where we met." Han said taking a sip of his drink. She looked over at him slowly.
"I know. Where's Chewie gone?" Greyson spun the liquid around in her cup. Han shrugged.
"He's a grown man- Wookie? Doesn't matter he's fine. You must not like this place. Don't seem very happy to be back." He noted. She shrugged.
"Lots bad memories. You know that Jedi bullshit that you hate." She commented. Han laughed.
"I don't hate it. I just think it's a load of-" "I know." Han smiled over at Greyson.
"You know Grey, I've never understood why you claim to hate the whole Jedi stuff when you were training to be one, and you still carry around that saber of yours." Greyson placed a hand on the saber on her hip.
"My dad would've kept it in the same trunk for years. It's better off with me. It belonged to my father's Jedi Master. And my dad left it to rot in a junk chest." She shook her head. Han took another sip of his drink.
"What do you think your old man's up to anyway?" He asked. Greyson shrugged. "Probably dead."

"Not yet." Greyson looked up. Chewbacca had brought two people back with him.
"Father." She muttered as she put her head down. Han coughed.
"Chewie, who's this?" He attempted to break this tension.
"Uh, I'm Luke." Greyson's head snapped back up and she looked at the blonde boy. He looked back at her. Luke awkwardly waved at her. Greyson looked away and slumped down.

"Han Solo. I'm captain of the Millennium Falcon. Chewie here tells me you're looking for passage to the Alderaan system." Han leaned forward.
"Yes indeed, if it's a fast ship." Obi-Wan replied. Greyson looked between Chewbacca and Han while holding back a laugh.
"Fast ship? You've never heard of the Millennium Falcon?" Han questioned.
"Should I have?" Obi-Wan asked. Greyson leaned forward, lacing her fingers together.
"It's the ship that made the Kessel run in less than 12 parsecs." She smiled. 
"I've outrun Imperial Starships. Not the local bulk cruisers, mind you. I'm talking about the big Corellian ships now. She's fast enough for you, old man." Han said, leaning even further over the table. "What's the cargo?"
"Only passengers. Myself, the boy, two droids, and no questions asked." Obi-Wan replied. Han smiled and laughed softly.
"What is it, some kind of local trouble?" Greyson put her chin in her hand, and quietly petted the Wookie next to her with the other one.
"Let's just say, we'd like to avoid any Imperial entanglements," Ben said.
"Well that's the real trick, isn't it?" Han said. "And it's gonna cost you something extra." Greyson added. She and Han shared a look and he turned back to the two men sitting across from them.
"Ten thousand. All in advance." Han said.
Luke's eyes widened. "Ten thousand? We could almost buy our own ship for that." Luke looked at Ben as he spoke.
"But who's gonna fly it, kid? You?" Han retorted
"You bet I could, I'm not such a bad pilot myself! We don't have to sit here and listen-" Ben gave Luke a look. Greyson laughed to herself. "What's so funny?" Luke asked defensively. Greyson leaned forward.
"You are just like your father. I bet you he would've said the same damn thing." She smiled. Luke opened his mouth to speak but Ben spoke before Luke could say anything.
"We can pay you two thousand now, plus 15 when we reach Alderaan." He said. Han raised his eyebrows.
"Seventeen?" Han said shocked. Han looked at Greyson and Chewie. "Okay, you guys got yourselves a ship. We'll leave as soon as you're ready. Docking Bay 94."
"Ninety-four."

Greyson nudged Han in the ribs and nodded to the Storm Troopers who had entered the bar. Han looked at her and then back. "Looks like somebody's beginning to take an interest in your handiwork." Luke and Ben looked at each other, before getting up and seemingly disappearing. The two troopers stopped at the table for a moment before moving on. "Seventeen thousand. Those guys must be really desperate. This could really save my neck. Get back to the ship, get it ready." Han instructed Chewbacca. Greyson watched the troopers move through the bar. Chewie got up, Han and Greyson not far behind.