2 lightyears

[parsecs]

A. 1127 Taylor Rd and the street outside.

[It's one of those times Han's got to be back in his assigned home... with Luke and Leia's mother. He... pretty clearly doesn't want to be here, so he's spending a lot of the time outside and only sometimes going inside and... kind of attempting to avoid the fake wife.]

B. Greased Lightning Garage.

[Hey, Han has a job! And he's doing it now. The ancient wheeled cars don't even use rudimentary repulsors. Still, the machinery is simple enough, and Han's pretty good at working with the cars that people bring in.

Between customers, he fiddles with an old engine, trying to figure out how to make it go faster.]

C. Around Mayfield

[Between Han's general restlessness and his desire to know his way around Mayfield as well as he can just in case something comes up, it's pretty possible to find him on any random street casually strolling and looking around. If the name on a mailbox catches his eye for any reason, he might pause and take note of it, but otherwise, he's just exploring.]

Comments

C

[eyesofaserpent]

[Crowley's driving around in his 1926 Bentley, as usual, and he pulls up beside Han. The car's speakers are playing Velvet Underground at the moment.]

Hallo mate. Fancy a lift?

[parsecs]

[Wow Crowley, why not offer him some candy while you're at it. Han gives him a suspicious look.] Why?

[eyesofaserpent]

[He shrugs.] Speeding around town in a classic car is more fun than walking.

[parsecs]

Speeding. In an archaic vehicle like that? Yeah, right.

[eyesofaserpent]

Well, speeding for this place.

[parsecs]

[Han doesn't know Crowley. One meeting in a bar isn't enough for him to trust a guy. Far from it. And even if it's a lot easier to get out of a car than a ship if things go wrong, he'd rather not risk it.

Besides, what's the fun if Han's not driving?]

No thanks. If I wanted to drive, I'd have taken my own car.

[eyesofaserpent]

Fair enough. Though the cars here don't hold a candle to this beauty.

[parsecs]

[Han doesn't know enough about cars to be able to tell which ones are better than others. Give him a space ship and he could tell you make, model, and build, plus how well-cared for it is and how much it would probably cost. Cars, though, pretty much don't exist.]

If you say so.

[eyesofaserpent]

And it's so much better than bloody horses...

[parsecs]

Yeah, live animals never are as reliable as machines.

[eyesofaserpent]

Bloody frustrating is what they are! And they have a mind of their own! I don't get why humanity is so attached to their transport beasts.

[parsecs]

[Han shrugs. Crowley lost him there. It's not like humans use transport beasts that much for what Han does. Sure, they'll ride when nothing mechanical is available, but that's not very common.]

Beats me.

[eyesofaserpent]

Well, let's just say the invention of the car was a windfall for me.