Carbonite awakening ...

[twelve_not_fourteen]

The first thing he sensed was how much it hurt to draw in oxygen.

It reminded him of that burning feeling you get when you're trying to run while being out of breath, but adding to it the feeling of a Gamorean sitting on your chest.  It hurt so much that he didn't notice the sensation of falling onto the ground in a heap or even smacking against the floor, though his head did bounce against the ground in a way that would make the average bystander wince.

For a while, all that he can do is breathe.  It seems to take every bit of his limited energy to keep the air going out of his weak lungs.  He's trembling reflexively and in less than a standard minute there is visible sweat collecting on his brow.

Air in.  Air out.  Chest throbbing in pain from the effort.

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[jedi_librettist]

Ben kneels beside the smuggler, mentally scolding himself for not being prepared to catch his father. He eases him up gently, leaning the man against his chest. "Easy, easy," he murmurs, reaching for a blanket.

It's a good thing he'd waited to thaw the carbonite until he got back to the Falcon. He feels the pain his father is in and winced, reaching deeper into his mind to try to block some of it from reaching the smuggler.