Walking the earth with eyes turned skywards ...

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A shame that he isn't moving all that slow and that he can't read her thoughts. If he was to know she was in a hurry - he'd have a lazy smile on his lips and Han would have to make some mention of her wanting to rush into getting him alone.

Instead, she's treated to what it's like to walk through a dingy alley with Han Solo. If she were to look carefully at his face, it would be a bit hard to read. He has a look on it that seems to be looking at everything at once or possibly nothing at all.

He, also, might be a tad more quiet now than he was inside the cantina. Not to the point of being unfriendly or in a way that suggests he doesn't want to talk anymore, but ... he does seem slightly different now.

"My ship is still half taken apart." He reminds her with a half hearted shrug. "I can't go anywhere in a hurry."

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Chewbacca doesn't hesitate to follow when he's been invited. He's figured out that Han seems to be relatively trusting of this person - and he was often stingy with how he offered his trust to others - but he likes to look after Han. They both end up in a lot less trouble when he is.

Meanwhile, if the young Corellian was embarrassed at being half dressed in front of either of them, he's not showing it. It's one thing to be confident behind closed doors around a person who probably won't reject you, but it's another thing to be at ease walking around someone else's ship like that.

"His style?" Han says glancing over at the wookiee, who looks like he always does to him, with a slightly raised eyebrow. "Overly protective or favoring powerful weapons?"

Chewbacca opens his mouth to respond to Han, when he's instantly and profoundly distracted by Carol's offer of food. He fires off a couple of barks that the ship translates to 'I am pretty hungry'.

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"The favoring powerful weapons and calling it how it is," she replies before gesturing down the hall to lead the two of them to the galley. It's a quick trip and Han should remember it from the night before.

Carol points to a couple of places where there's food stashed. "I'm not sure what you like to eat, but help yourself. Reasonably." She wasn't trying to be inhospitable but she did consume a lot of calories every day and she would prefer not having to rustle up some food on this planet before shipping out.

And now she's not sure what to do. Her plans for the morning had been to coax another round out of Han and take a shower - possibly at the same time, if he was willing - but now they were just three people standing in her galley.

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For Chewbacca, who always had a big appetite himself and didn’t exactly concern himself with what kind of quantities an average human eats, it doesn’t occur to him that she has a lot of food around. Han notices, though. It’s a lot for one human to have on hand, but that doesn’t tell him anything for certain. She might be meeting up with the rest of her crew soon or recently dropped them off. Or maybe likes to have a lot for storage (if it’s non-perishable).

No. It doesn’t tell him anything, but it does make him wonder ...

“Reasonably means make it a snack, Chewie. Not try to sate an endless Wookiee hunger.”

It’s a demand and the choice of words might have offended some, but it doesn’t seem to bother the tall fuzzy sentient. He’s either a lot more interested in the food or he doesn’t take what Han is saying very seriously. The human, meanwhile, is trying to think of a way to buy him and Carol a little bit more alone time - because he similar expection for the morning.

“Listen, I need you to do me a favor.” Han begins, after taking a moment to think of something. Chewie is sniffing a box of closed breakfast cereal, but he casts an inquisitive glance at his partner. “I’ll give you the credits for them, but I want you to pick up two datapads that can handle astrogation data. This region of space isn’t on any of her charts, but we already have it mapped out pretty well.”

Chewbacca seems to be mulling over the thought of that. “Are you sure that’s a good idea” is ultimately what the ship translates back as a reply to a string of barks and yips.

“She saved my life about an hour into knowing me. So I trust her and I want to return the favor.”

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He's not wrong in that some of the quantity is for storage and the potential to bring on more crew. But there is also a lot of food because she just consumes a lot of it. If he's still around for breakfast he'll see that firsthand.

She does go and grab a pouch of vacuum sealed fruit and starts munching on that while Han and Chewie interact. Her eyes widen when Han asks him to go gather the data pads. She isn't sure if his intention is to get themselves some more time alone or that he is going to follow through on his promise, but she's happy either way.

"Thank you," she chimes in before gesturing to the cereal. "You can have that whole box if you want it."

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It’s this scoundrel’s intention to kill two birds with one stone.

A necessity for him to think that way, really. More often than not, he doesn’t have a lot of stones to throw. Or he’s trying to make due with a twig instead. It’s probably the thing that most clearly separates Han from Carol, besides the special powers. She’s a woman that has resources. (Just look at the way her ship is outfitted!) He’s gotta beg, borrow and steal to get by.

Chewbacca’s blue eyes look over at Carol's. It’s obvious that she’s different then the usual women that his partner often meets, but he can’t figure out how. She seems nice, at least. Offering him a box of food, weirdly shaped and smelling as it is, buys a lot of goodwill with him.

Chewie woofs out his thought. A brief pause, then the ship offers its translation. “I can do that.”

“Good. Let me go get the credit tab.”

It requires Han to leave the galley, because in hastily throwing on a pair of pants, he didn’t think to grab his wallet or much of anything else. Eager to get his partner off to the task, he goes directly back to the bedroom to fetch the money and bring it back.

It still leaves Chewbacca and Carol alone for a minute or so while the he’s doing that. There are a lot of things the Wookiee considers asking or telling her while they’re sitting, but in the end, he doesn’t say any of them.

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Carol gives the wookie a smile as she finishes chewing and swallowing the fruit in her mouth. "Thank you," she starts. "I really appreciate this. It's gonna save me a lot of time having to map out the space around here."

Yes, she could've just stood there in silence while Han was gone, but Carol felt like she needed to say something to break the silence. Plus she really did appreciate the gesture. It was some damn good luck that Han was going to be able to help her with her mission. It actually would free up some of her time if he happened to have some time to spare.

Without anything else productive to say, she shoves some more fruit into her mouth.

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Wookiees, in general, are a more quiet people than humans. The silence isn’t meant to make her uncomfortable in the same way that Chewie isn’t bothered that Carol wants to say something.

He speaks, then they wait for him to be understood.

“Your people must think of you as very skilled. Or you are very brave. Uncharted space travel is very dangerous.” There’s a thoughtful pause and then, he offers her this observation. “He wants to protect you.”

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"A little of both, I think. I'm kind of awesome." And sometimes lacking in humility.

Though Chewie's follow up statement makes her pause on her way to grab more fruit. Sure, she had gathered that Han liked her, but wanting to protect her? Was that...wow. Maybe he didn't even consciously realize that was why he was doing it.

Normally she'd make a crack about not needing protecting, but she wasn't done processing that yet. "Oh. That's. That's really nice of him."

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If you think about it, there were only so many ways for an ordinary guy to look out for someone that can punch through durasteel. Though she’s probably right about him not realizing it. Chewie is more aware of Han’s feelings than he seems to be sometimes.

Han, not being very far away, has returned to the room. At what point he got there was hard to say because her ship doesn’t creek and groan the way The Bria does. A look is leveled between the pilot and co-pilot that isn’t overt as glaring, but it’s not completely comfortable. It passes after a moment and Solo puts the promised credit tab on the table and slides it across to the Wookiee.

“I’m just trying to be nice.” Solo says as he folds his arms across his chest. “That’s all.”

Wookiee reflexes keep the credit tab from falling off the table, even as Chewbacca has started opening the cereal box. When Chewie speaks again, it’s all business.

“Two datapads. I’ll see what I can find at the market and then head back to the ship to start getting the files ready. Might take a few hours. Take your time here.”

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She feels very touched that someone wants to protect her, especially when he's seen what she can do. Carol turns when he speaks, hoping that she's managed to bury the surprised look and replace it with a more neutral one.

"Well thank you for being nice." Whether or not there was more to it than that. She glances back to Chewbacca. "And thank you for getting the data pads." Carol tips back the container to send the rest of the fruit into her mouth. She tosses the empty package onto one of the counters with the intention to properly dispose of it later.

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The Wookie drops the credit tab into the brown satchel at his right hip.

Upon seeing Carol tipping the bag of fruit up towards her lips, he decides to do the same with his box of cereal. Chewbacca is pleased with Cinnamon Toast Crunch and the enthusiasm in his face is a welcome sight after the mild awkwardness of a moment ago. Some brief crunching happens before the Wookiee swallows and says “thank you for the food. See you in a while.”

Maybe he won’t. Chewie probably shouldn’t presume, but he’s pretty sure he will see Carol again.

It’s hard to tell if Han is being sullen or thoughtful while his partner walks out.

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Carol laughs and gives the Wookiee a wave as he leaves. "Bye. Good to meet you and see you later." Probably too much to hope for that she could win over the rest of this quadrant with boxes of Cinnamon Toast Crunch, right?

She follows him out so that she can close the gangplank and then heads back in to see Han.

"You okay?"

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Han nods his head. Half tempted to make some comment about his partner talking too much, which would be untrue, or make some kind of comment about the Wookiee always chiding him to be nicer. It all seems kind of silly, though. Even in his head he sounds like someone who just needs to get the last word in.

“It ain’t like it’s a bad thing to want to see you avoiding gravity fields and keeping you from getting too close to a supernova, right?”

With that, Han tips his head back toward the bedroom. Indicating that he’s ready to head back in that direction if she’s still willing ...

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Carol smiles and steps in nice and close. “I think it’s nice that you want to keep me away from the supernovas.” Then she leaned in for that good morning kiss that they hadn’t gotten to indulge in yet. So yeah, she’s definitely still willing.

Her hand comes out to take his and after the kiss she guides them back to the bedroom.

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Kissing her is probably the most comfortable that he’s felt since he’s woken up, which he thinks is generally a good thing.

Han’s fingers lace with hers easily. She’ll find that she doesn’t have to tug to get him moving in the direction of the bedroom. He wouldn’t put up the best fight against her, anyway, but she hasn’t ever made him want to.

“I’ve got a lot of opinions on places I’d like you to be.” He says with a slight smirk. “This direction looks real good to me, for instance.”

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Yeah, it’s been a bit of a weird morning, and dangerously lacking in the sexy department. But now that introductions have been made and Chewie is on his way, they can rectify that.

“Glad to hear it. I’d be interested in hearing the other opinions.” She stops them at the foot of her bed for another long kiss. Her hands skate across the skin just above his pants.

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“More of this ...”

He says, the words halfway between a sigh and a groan. His own hands come to her hips, which help him feel steady as the warm haze of arousal begins to effect his senses.

At least the fact that he never got completely dressed means it’s eaiser to get to that undressed point again.

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That’s definitely going to make it easy to get him naked again. It’s going to be a little harder for Carol as she’s in her uniform. Alll of it: the flight suit, the gloves, and the boots. But she’ll start kicking the boots off now to make it a little easier.

“Did you sleep well?” she murmured between kisses as her hands moved around to his back.

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He doesn’t quite know what to make of the Captain Marvel look. He doesn’t know anything about her world or the way that they dress on it, but he’s knows tha what she’s wearing now is probably a uniform. It’s identifiable. Form fitting in a way that flatters, but doesn’t really put her on display.

He’d probably want to ask her more about it if he’d noticed it before now, but at the moment he’s feeling a little distracted. Distracted in the very best way, but distracted nonetheless.

“Best sleep I’ve gotten in a while.” He admits between touches of their lips. “How bout you?”

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He can ask her about it later, if he thinks of it. She may not tell him everything, but she trusts him enough that she would tell him a lot.

"Same. Helps when you get a good work out before bed." Carol grins against his lips and momentarily takes her hands off of him so she can tug off her gloves and toss them in the general direction of her boots. Her now bare hands go back to feeling over his skin.

"By the way, the uniform, just one long zipper down the front." Just in case he wanted to know.

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When she backs off of him enough to remove her gloves, she might notice the way that he smiles isn’t quite the same as it is most of the time. The public smile is one that’s almost a smirk - as if everything around him was one big, private joke that he seemed to be the only one in on. This one seems to show that the young man is happy, comfortable and perhaps even a touch bashful around her.

“You know ...” the drawl comes out in his voice a little bit more as he extends the words and Han puts his hand on her abdomen now. His long fingers seeking out the seam of the zipper that’s hard to see from far away, but is pretty easy to notice when you’re this close. “I did wonder about that.”

His hand slowly spreads out over the uniform and feels all the way up the trail of this zipper. Taking his time touching all over her. At the top of the trail, where the zipper and the uniform ends, he’ll then make a point of starting to unzip this brightly colored costume just as slowly as he touched over her.

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Carol catches a glance of it and then looks again for a longer period of time. She likes this Han. The genuine one. Not that she can talk because there's a lot of swagger in her own step when she's in front of others. But that private smile of his gives her a pleasant twist in her stomach.

Her hands stay mostly useless at his arms because she is deeply distracted by the slow, deliberate touching of his own hands. It feels different from last night. Maybe it's because she knows what to expect or perhaps because they're both a little more comfortable, but the touch has a different weight to it.

Though when he puts the same slowness on the zipper, she has to admit that she's getting a little anxious.

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It’s a nice feeling to have snuck away with someone, while feeling lonely in a bar, and not regret your decision the next morning.

He’s getting to know her well enough to know when she’s feeling anxious. The Corellian decides to take it as a compliment, but doesn’t seem to be sharing the same body language. His fists aren’t clenched. He’s not breathing heavy or shifting his weight in discomfort. There is one tell that shows that he’s eager for what’s likely to come next, though, and that is not very well disguised by pants without underwear.

“Where’d this outfit come from?” He asks ... it suddenly dawning on him that she didn’t have time to grab new clothes when they rushed to answer the alarm.

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She totally agrees with that. Taking him back to her place still felt like a good idea this morning, even with the wake up from the Wookiee.

And speaking of, she gets a touch of concern on her face when he asks that question. He's seen her powers in action and still stuck around, but she's a bit worried that one more just might break the camel's back.

"It's...one of my powers. I can phase my clothes into other clothes."

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He doesn’t dream that she could feel insecure about her abilities. Or insecure around someone like him. So the pause doesn’t register as hesitation as much as it seems like she must be collecting her thoughts. Trying to put into words something unique and amazing into something he could grasp.

Everything is special about this girl. You can’t even say she puts her pants on one leg at a time like anyone else, because she doesn’t. It makes him wonder how anyone with so many gifts could be satisfied with someone like him - a man who spent virtually every moment he can remember just trying to prove people should notice him. All he can think to do is to cover up those thoughts and feelings with the most charming smile he can manage.

“I don’t know if I’d believe anyone could do all this if I didn’t see it with my own eyes.”