anonymous text; some nebulous time after the 17th

[outer_space]

[ With his lightsaber still broken, the person responsible now aboard, and the Moira swarming with Jedi, Kylo Ren deems it prudent to post to the ship's network anonymously.

He's not hiding. ]

I received a number of extravagant gowns in the ship's mail.

They are not my size.

[ There follows hasty video of various fetching outfits, some of them strewn carelessly over the boxes they arrived in, some of them simply dumped on the cargo bay's oil-and-who-knows-what-else-stained floor. Some of them have yet to be unpacked. ]

They may be found in the cargo bay near the decrepit excuse for a YT-1300 freighter.


OOC: So! Kylo received Padme's wardrobe and accessories in the mail. If your character is in the market for some ridiculous Natalie-Portman-sized clothes, Padme's player has given the okay for them to help themselves. They run the risk of being force choked by Anakin, BUT THAT'S ALL PART OF THE FUN, RIGHT?

Also--Kylo will leave the cargo bay pretty quickly, but if you want your character to run into him, either tag in with some actionspam or hit me up so we can plot!

Comments

[outer_space]

[ A stab of what he'd call anger, though it's more like jealousy. Anger gone sour. ]

Meaning?

[ventifact]

i've flown it a time or two

[outer_space]

You certainly don't embellish like a pilot.

Have you flown it here?

[ventifact]

didn't think i needed to
since the millennium falcon's reputation precedes it pretty much always

not yet
but i will

[outer_space]

[ That never stopped Han Solo, he does not point out. ]

Where to?

[ventifact]

i don't know yet