diy energy weapon.

[t65]

Who: luke skywalker crudematter & cassandra deal
When: "ehhh prob around 5/10 or something idk"
Where: Hangar bay.
What: Luke Skywalker sticks his head inside an oven. It's okay; it's an electic oven.
Warnings: Second degree burns, unauthorized metalworking.

[Someone's been building in the cargo bay. Luke figures people won't notice, since he's in there pretty frequently to build droids. So what if he's also using the parts to construct a makeshift oven in the corner. Who will notice?]

[It's pretty small, about the size and shape of a few truck tires piled on top of each other. Most notably, it has no door, just an open hatch facing outward.]

[...It's an opening large enough for Luke to stick most of his upper torso inside of, and he has been, lying back on a wheeled board so he can enter and exit quickly. When Cassandra arrives, that's where she'll find him.]

Comments

[t65]

[Luke, of course, loves every moment of it. This is, inevitably, the part where she impresses him; he has no idea why she'd want to sit so close to him for so long, quiet and still like this, but it's the best thing, he's sure, that he's ever done or felt.]

I'd love that- but then, your droid won't be a surprise when she's finished. [Because that was sure a genius plan.] I'm almost done.

[deal]

[That gets her to quirk an eyebrow. So, he wants it to be a surprise. That's pretty sweet.]

Okay, then you can surprise me when you're done with it. And we can have dinner together and then paint my speeder red instead. Deal?

[t65]

[Luke beams.] Give me three days? I'll have it finished by then. [It's not like he has four other timed projects hahaaha thank the Force he hates being bored.]

[deal]

Three days.

[Smiling, she holds out her hand, pinkie extended. She then realizes he probably has no idea what a pinkie promise even is, so she reaches over to hook his finger around hers and gives their hand a shake.]

No take backs, now.

[Not that she doubts he'll try to get out of it.]

But uh -

What kind of food do you even like?

[t65]

[Luke watches the gesture very carefully. Okay, yes, this is how you make binding promises on Earth. He commits the action to memory for later.]

[And then he laughs.] You saw where I'm from. I'll eat anything.

[deal]

I'll keep that in mind.

[Smirking, she moves to stand up, and offers him a hand in getting up.]

Come on, let's get back to the ship.