dear_mun | voicetesting, considering eudio

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voicetesting, considering eudio

I thought we understood each other. You already know that I have a lot of things to take care of. I can't afford to slack off just because the war is over. It's now, in fact, that it's most important to reestablish the Republic because any system left without a governing body will turn to anarchy -

Yes, you told me that I can achieve at least some of my goals with what you're considering, but I believe in attaining things through hard work, not through dubious arrangements.

You don't even have enough icons yet. This is just ridiculous.

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Taking to flattering me now, are you?

[She rolled her eyes at him, but her smile told him that she was amused with his antics. But why was he turning into a tomato?]

How are you holding up over here? Is your writer good to you?

[He has to avert his eyes, rubbing the back of his neck shyly.]

I guess so. I mean, I can't complain too much.

Except that...

Well. There's some kind of secret that I'm not supposed to know. And every time I come out here, everyone seems to know what it is except for me!

Secret?

[Leia raised both brows.]

Life's full of enough secrets. Does your writer at least give you a hint on what it's about?

No. Never. Just laughs and laughs whenever I get close.

[He lets out an exaggerated sigh.]

I'll figure it out. Someday. Anyway, we have more important things to do.

Sounds sadistic.

[His twin sister frowned. She was protective of him, even if they had their own paths to walk.]

[However, his sudden mention of the things laying in store for them makes a smile quirk on her lips - were all of the Naberrie-Skywalkers workaholics?]

You're right, of course. Finally had enough of the celebrations?

[The fireworks and music of Endor were still ringing in her ears when her writer snatched her up.]

[Sorry, sis. He's still on his blowing-up-the-first-Death-Star high.]

Well, the ceremony was nice and all. But I think I'm ready for Hoth.

[He's just so proud of his new rank and mission. It's adorable.]

Hoth?

[Wait a minute.]

[The gears in Leia's head were turning fast, and everything made itself clear, as well as the secrets that he still had yet to find out.]

[It was only by virtue of her experience with politics that she kept her face straight.]

You sure seem ready to freeze.

[She gave him a small smile. No wonder no one told him - he had to learn those things on his own.]

Oh, Luke -

[And with a sudden burst of emotion, she grabbed him in a tight hug. She remembered the night he'd left to face their father and how strong his resolve and compassion were. He still had so many trials and hardships to come . . .]

[The sudden hug takes him by surprise. A little too much to get carried away in it, like before. His Jedi senses might not be finely honed, but he can sense some kind of...distress.]

What?

What is it?

[She just hugged him tightly for a moment before pulling away.]

It's nothing.

[Leia so rarely showed vulnerability, and so she tucked her feelings away and focused on the matter at hand. He would be fine - at least she knew this, even if her heart bled for the sorrows he would still have to endure.]

I'm just happy to see you is all.

Leia...

[He puts his hands on her shoulders, looking at her eye-to-eye.]

You know what it is, don't you?

[Never let it be said that Leia was a coward. She returned his gaze evenly.]

I do. But I can't tell you. Not because I don't want to, but because you'll know it in time and it'll be better that way.

[But now she did give him a genuine smile, taking his hand in hers.]

One thing I can tell you is that everything will be alright. In fact, I was just having a grand party with you and Han before I came here.

[He needed that vote of confidence and that encouragement, so she could at least give him that.]

[It's all a little bit too confusing for babby Jedi. He frowns, wrinkling up his forehead.]

Well, I guess that rules out my death as the big secret.

[Somehow, that's not as comforting as he would like.]

You're not going to die.

[She said this firmly, and with conviction. She knew that he'd be alive and well, and if her words would make it even more real, then so be it.]

Besides, I'd bring you back to life just to feed you to a mynock. Never mind that they only eat cables or something.

[She cracked a smile.]

Enough of this dark humor. Are you in one of those games around these parts?

Uh...no.

[Again, he rubs the back of his neck.]

Not right now, anyway. But I've been seeing a lot of familiar faces around here lately.

[And they ALL KNOW.]

[Sorry, babby, enjoy your blissful ignorance first . . .]

Good ones, I hope.

My writer's thinking of sending me to this place called Eudio. Apparently you can have a wish granted in exchange for powering the city through physical contact with other people.

[Her mouth flattened into a line.]

Power the...

Ph-physical contact? How does that even work?

[Flustered babby is flustered.]

I'm guessing that physical contact generates some sort of magic that powers up the city.

You know, holding hands with someone, or giving them a hug.

[She wasn't even going to mention the sex because damned if she'd have sex with random people.]

I'm telling my writer to get a hold on herself. If she thinks I'll go without a fight, she's out of her mind.

Magic...

[He doesn't want to sound like Han here, but it's hard not to be a little skeptical. After all, he's a mechanic. It's difficult to imagine an intangible powersource.

Give him time.]

Are you sure it's safe?

[She was skeptical too, but she'd've thought that he'd take it easier in stride - oh, right. He wasn't finished with his training yet.]

I'm not, which is why I don't want to go. Besides, what's the catch? It seems all too easy.

[She sat beside him, easily bumping her shoulder against his.]

Maybe if I tell my writer I'd rather stick with you, she'd listen.

[Leia gave him a grin.]

It's not safe with me, Leia. My writer has been doing some questionable things with our "canon." Whatever that is.

[He smiles with a touch of bitterness.]

And I get the sense that you don't want to be around when I find out what the "big secret" is...

Questionable? What do you mean?

[She gave him a look of concern.]

Luke, I'm going to be there, whether you like it or not.

[Perhaps not at the exact moment that Vader tells him that he's their father, but during the aftermath and then some.]

Just apped something called a "Star Wars OC" to a game. I don't know what that means, but I'm guessing it's weird.

[And hang on a second while he completely misinterprets that!]

You're going to be there?! The secret is about you?!

Well, that has nothing to do with you, does it? So how would staying with you be dangerous? It's not as if we're strangers to danger. [She let out a laugh.]

What? Oh, no - it's not about me. [Not really, although of course the revelation of their lineage was part and parcel of it.]

But you said you were going to be there.

What does that mean, Leia?

[She gave him A Look and heaved a sigh. Why were Naberrie-Skywalkers so stubborn?]

After you find out about this big secret, I'm going to swoop in and save you, but the irony of it is that you won't tell me about it until much later.

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