bright lights, big city

[theladyofwinterfell]

WHO: Sansa Stark + baby James
WHERE: Coruscant - surface levels; a diner + a network post
WHAT: shock, awe, annoyance
WHEN: 24 March
WARNINGS: TBD

Sansa has been to a few planets in her time both in the Fleet and on Agra 10 but this one has to be the busiest one she's ever seen. She feels like she's in the midst of everything and no one can hear her at all over the noise of speeders and the crush of other beings. She holds James close, not wanting his curiosity to have him touching anything he shouldn't, and calls out for someone she might know.

"If the Agra are doing this, you ought to give me a direction. I cannot help you with whatever task you have if I don't know where you are or where I am," Sansa shouts. A few aliens look her way and shrug and the overall feeling she gets is one of indifference. Seems she isn't the only lost person around here.

Thinking inside would be better than outside, she ducks into what turns out to be a restaurant and settles in one of the booths. The menus are in runes she cannot read and she ends up pointing to what she wants; the staff at least speaks common. While she waits on her food, she jiggles James a bit to try and quiet him.

"We're going to find out where this is," she says, sing-songing. "Mother has to help the Agra again, she thinks, and you're a big enough boy to help too."

***

( Somehow, the communicator had ended up in her pocket without her noticing and Sansa thinks she ought to have tried this first. Of course, she has it now so there's no use in beating herself up over it. )

Fleet! It is Sansa Stark and I have no idea where we are right now. I don't know this planet but I hope some of you still know me. I can send coordinates?

Comments

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[doubled_speed]

[The name makes his heart race with excitement. Sansa's back, and Tommy can't even begin to explain how happy that makes him.]

Yo Sans. Just hit the 'emergency GPS' button. Jon set it up for us here for some reason. Being a mother hen. I'll be there in moments.

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Tommy! Thank the Gods. It takes Sansa a moment to find the button but when she does, she presses it. )

I've hit the button. Did it work for you, Tommy?

[doubled_speed]

[No response, because then he's just behind her, hugging Sansa.]

What do you think.

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa knows she should have expected that, given Tommy's talents, but the hug is a little surprising all the same. No one has hugged her in the last few months except the way James clings to her and she nearly cries at the feel of it. )

I missed you so much. Winterfell is so cold and removed. No one ever touches me there.

[doubled_speed]

[not many people come back. Lorna, who left again. And now Sansa. They're family and he's bad without his family.]

I'm still happy you were gone for some of what we went through. For safety.

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[ezra_of_lothal]

[Ezra doesn't see the message immediately, but takes the time to carefully type an answer.]

I don't know you - didn't even know people could go away and come back. But message received. I'm Ezra Bridger. Have you found one of us who remembers you yet? Or the hangar where the ships are?

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Someone who knows the Fleet is a good enough friend for now. Sansa had been afraid she was all alone on this planet with no one to help her at all. )

Thank the Gods for you, Ezra Bridger. I have not found anyone and I have not found the Hangar. I sent the message in hopes I might find just anyone who knew me or our group.

[ezra_of_lothal]

Send me those coordinates, and I'll come escort you to where we're staying. Sending you a picture, so you know what I look like.

As promised, he takes a quick picture of himself, in a grey-brown Jedi style cloak, hood back, and a brightly colored jacket underneath. He's younger than her, but there are scars on his face from a lighsaber blade.]

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa sends the coordinates, at least learning how to do that much during her time in space, and settles in to wait for Ezra to come. She speaks softly to James, trying to soothe him. )

We're about to be rescued, little sweetling. What do you think about that, hmm?

[ezra_of_lothal]

[It takes him a little while to snag a rented speeder with space for a passenger, and then navigate to her, but he comes as quickly as he can, without breaking too many traffic laws on the way there. He sets the speeder down to park, and quickly flips through the directory of 'he rows' on his communicator, and he looks around.]

...Sansa Stark? [He pauses before he come closer than a couple of meters away though, and tilts his head.] Oh, hey. Another little one?

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[kyley_b]

hi hello you don't know me, ms. stark, but since this showed up on the communicator i'm guessing we're on the same side and all. this is kyle broflovski.

are you safe, ma'am? i can find you with coordinates, if you require assistance. i'm not sure if someone else has already found you and brought you back to the ships, but if they have and you need food or something, i'm happy to bring it.

[theladyofwinterfell]

( What a polite man. Sansa has met all sorts of people in her travels and this one speaks to her almost the way someone would speak to her back home. Interesting. )

I do need food and clothing, actually, so if you could get me back to the ships, I would appreciate it. There's no need for formality, either. You can call me Sansa, if you like.

[kyley_b]

sure yeah, you want anything special? i've figured out my way around the market pretty good so i can grab you supplies.

sansa, then.

[theladyofwinterfell]

No, nothing special is needed. Just whatever you can find for a woman and a child is just fine. I am...rather tall though. That's the only request I have or otherwise everything will be to my knees.

[kyley_b]

totally understand.

oh shit, a kid? how old?

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[no_applause]

Hello. I'm Padme Amidala, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm afraid I can't help you with the specifics of where you are, but you're currently on the planet Coruscant.

[theladyofwinterfell]

Are you from this planet? Or are you from the Fleet? I assume you have our device because you're with us, yes?

[no_applause]

You are correct on both assumptions. I am originally from this galaxy, but I was recently brought to the Fleet.

[theladyofwinterfell]

Well, I bid you welcome, then. I wish I had grown up somewhere like this place - my own home is much more backward.

[no_applause]

I didn't grow up here, I've just lived her for several years while serving as Senator. I grew up on a planet far from here which had a lot more open space.

Diner

[mrsklover]

Richie is trying to get some food himself and is squinting at the odd menu before he hears a word that is oddly familiar. 'Agra'. His head spins around until it lands on a woman he hasn't seen before. A woman and a little baby that's fussing. Cool. Someone part of his merry band of kidnapped 'heroes'. He smiles a little and leans over to talk in a softer voice.

"If that baby is able to help the Agrii then I at least know why I was taken. The two of us are probably equally useful to them..."

[theladyofwinterfell]

Sansa laughs and once she does, James decides he'll calm too and be a giggly baby instead of a fussy one. Thank the Gods. Sansa tips her head at the man and smiles a bit.

"I have no idea how James is supposed to help but clearly he's meant to, somehow, or they wouldn't have let me bear him. As for you - I'm sure you're more useful than a child who cannot speak or walk yet."

[mrsklover]

"You clearly haven't heard much about me, yet."

He reaches over the side and extends his hand. "Richie Tozier. Professional comedian, amateur monster-killer, and really just a novice murderer." He grins down at James and makes a funny face at him.

"And look at this guy. C'mon, he clearly has mystery talents up his sleeve. You can see it in those eyes. He's plotting..."

[theladyofwinterfell]

"Sansa Stark, Queen in the North," she says, taking his offered hand and shaking it. If they're using titles, she's happy to use her own even if it means little to nothing here in this place where they're all equals.

She looks at James and laughs again. "He's plotting as to what thing he can put in his mouth next. That's been the latest. New thing? In the mouth. Favorite thing? In the mouth. Mummy's hair? Certainly in the mouth."

[mrsklover]

"Woah. A queen. That's... I mean, should I bow or something? Curtsey? I might fall but I can try it."

James is still looking precious and happy. Richie knows the age. His own sister had a few kids that he visited on and off. He glances around and grabs a cloth napkin and some ice. Wrapping it up, he hands it to Sansa.

"Here. I don't know if he's teething or whatever but usually that kept my nieces and nephews happy and busy. Soothes the gums too if they're bothering him. Just an idea to maybe save that hair."