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[ishotfirst]

Well.

That certainly ain't the lake.

The hatch shuts behind them with a solid klunk and Han stares into the cargo hold of the Falcon for a few seconds.

"Uh."

Yeah.

Definitely not the lake.

Comments

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"Should find a planet all your own."

Then again, Ben would probably get bored.

[almosthonorable]

Incredibly so.

"Don't think my horse'd make that trip."

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"That's why you get a ship, Ben."

[almosthonorable]

"I like my horse."

Horses don't have buttons. Or switches. Or grav-shifts. Or light-speeds.

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

Horses are slow. And eat. And shit. And die.

Granted, the Falcon sucks fuel, dumps trash, and occasionally has periods in which she's not running at her maximum output.

Wisely, Han just nods.

[almosthonorable]

Returning the nod, "Bet Earth horses're a sight better rides'n them furry dinosaurs."

[rebel-falcon.livejournal.com]

"Probably don't smell half as bad either."

[almosthonorable]

Chuckling, "Can't say for sure — I ain't met one of 'em."

A thoughtful beat.

"Got stables at the bar, you know."