#dontcallmesolo

If I get ten “accents” I’ll record myself speaking from the list!

Why in the world was he going undercover? Well, he was ordered by Snoke to get to know the people at the base and as such here he was going by the name of Matt.

He just wanted this to get over as soon as possible --- he didn’t even look like he did with out the mask did he? His hair wasn’t even black, he had glasses, and none of the Stormtroopers knew what he looked like under it, right?Well, he hoped so at least.

Barely dry from his confrontation with Luke, Han has been desperately trying to figure out where the hell Ben has gone. One moment safely nestled in Luke’s camp and now….? He smacked at buttons and checked feeds, calling a couple of family friends, and Ben’s friends to see if he could catch wind of where the boy had gone.

A small tip lead him to some planet that didn’t much matter. What mattered was that he might find the kid. Bring him home. Shield him from what he had done and what could possibly happen to him now. He was goddamned if he was gonna let Luke or anyone else punish him. He was just a boy.

It was another seedy bar, just like the cantina on Tatooine. All sorts of folk in there looking for passage, for a job. And Ben stuck out like a sore thumb. A skinny, tall, moody teenager with jet black hair and…he swallowed as he watched him a moment, his heart beating in his ears. His blood cold, and his stomach in knots.

He had known this boy from birth. But he had struggled to understand parts of him. The parts Leia and Luke had passed down. Things he was not fortunate enough to be a part of. He was just a smuggler and a pilot. There was nothing special to Han. But there was to Ben.

He sat down next to him, hands on the counter, trembling a little, not in fear for himself, but in fear for the boy. One never knew who was watching in a place like this. “If you come with me, I will take you home, Ben. I will not ask you any questions, I will not give you any lectures but…Benny, you have to come home with me I cannot protect you wherever else it is you think you’re gonna go.”

He looked at him, eyes misty again, already red from crying before. “Son, please. Please. Don’t do anything else that you cannot take back. I love you. I want to help you. Please.”

He’d done it. He’d killed them. All of them.

Why had he done it, again?

Power. Greatness. It’s your destiny, young one.

So that was it, this was his path, a road splattered with the blood of all those kids. Peers. Friends. 

As he’d done it, each and every execution, he could feel the power Snoke had whispered to him about. It surged through his body, boiling his blood and setting his nerves on fire. It was pure and hot and exhilarating. And terrifying. After that,, though, everything between the last death and his arrival at this seedy joint was a blur of fear. Strangely, however, it wasn’t a fear of being caught. He should have been scared of that-- he was murderer, he was committing treason. He was stealing a ship. But no, no he didn’t fear the law catching up to him. What Ben felt the most afraid of, was himself. He hadn’t enjoyed the killing, but he’d done it. He’d gone through with it.

He lost something-- as the first jedi apprentice fell. Something precious and irreplaceable. He just didn’t know what-- though that didn’t stop cracks to form around the place it had once been.

You’ve made it to the rendezvous point. They’ll come for you. You can finally unite with Snoke.

He just needed to wait. A little longer, young one. Almost there.

Then the voice came-- this one very real and not at all who he wanted it to be. It stunned him-- he couldn’t breath, he couldn’t move, he couldn’t-- How? How had his father found him? When he finally pushed past the paralyzing moment, he could all but choked on his own words. 

Remember what I’ve told you about him.

Remember the shame of of his blood flowing through your veins.

The young man shivered, but he had needed to hear that. His father or not, he was the enemy now. He’d always been the enemy.

Rey is a wee light thing in his arms (the pun is not lost on him) squalling and far too energetic for a day-old babe. He hasn’t slept since she was born, if only because he couldn’t stop looking at her, basking in the fresh new energy that exists around her.

She’s strong with the Force, they’ve known before she was born, but for now he’s less concerned with the wild magic living in and around her and more with the-

The human baby things.

He bounces her in his arms, standing on a balcony in the Coruscant night. He came out so she wouldn’t wake Leia and Han, nor their energetic and troublemaking young son, Ben. It’s hard to believe she’ll be raised in the galaxy’s largest city, high in the sky.

Well, if whispers of a rebuilding Empire are true, perhaps only her childhood. Still.

My Opinion on;

Character in general: Han Solo is actually so great and so sassy and does have a heart of gold and is one of the most flawless and I demand that he be brought backHow they play them: Super goodThe Mun: A super nice person, from what I can tell

Do I:

RP with them: There have been some memes sent, but other than that, no not reallyWant to RP with them: Absolutely

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Han is great and this mun is also great

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

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My Opinion on;

Character in general: See above for how much I love Han SoloHow they play them: So.Good. Like actually, super super goodThe Mun: Seems super chill and like a cool person

Do I:

RP with them: Naw :(Want to RP with them: If they want to, I will be more than happy to do things  

What is my;

Overall Opinion: Love both of these people right now

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty