Well Above DC
The com call had come in a day before. And the townhouse was empty today. Han had been rattling around since breakfast. He really hated the way Bagoas looked so miserable in the business suits on days he went in as an intern.
He'd slipped out, caught the Metro out to the park and there was his lady. Cloaked to be sure, but his own lady. Although sorely tempted, he did not throw his arms around the invisible landing strut. He waited and saved that for Chewbacca. After an hour of just being home, he needed to get airborne, even if only atmospheric.
The explorer had a blurring device, and he took the little craft up. Early afternoon was light, mostly groundcars. He shadowed the large blue and green cargo hauler with the falcon painted on its side until it went into the toll tunnel.
He did a series of barrel rolls for sheer joy of flight, decided not to buzz any monuments, and headed back to the park.
Tempting as it was to say "Lift now," he wasn't going to leave without saying good-bye. Not this time.
He'd slipped out, caught the Metro out to the park and there was his lady. Cloaked to be sure, but his own lady. Although sorely tempted, he did not throw his arms around the invisible landing strut. He waited and saved that for Chewbacca. After an hour of just being home, he needed to get airborne, even if only atmospheric.
The explorer had a blurring device, and he took the little craft up. Early afternoon was light, mostly groundcars. He shadowed the large blue and green cargo hauler with the falcon painted on its side until it went into the toll tunnel.
He did a series of barrel rolls for sheer joy of flight, decided not to buzz any monuments, and headed back to the park.
Tempting as it was to say "Lift now," he wasn't going to leave without saying good-bye. Not this time.