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

[nodifferentfate]

I suppose it can be. There are certain events that occur every once in a while... sometimes there are some who don't make it out of them.

[parsecs]

Events? What kind of events?

[nodifferentfate]

I've been a part of two so far.[She pauses.] But I hear they range from simple, foolish things... to downright murder.

[parsecs]

Wish I was surprised to hear that. [There's a lot of murder happening in his life. Well, attempted murder mostly. He's pretty good at staying alive.]

[nodifferentfate]

They usually happen once or twice a month... so be careful.

[parsecs]

I'm always careful. [No he's not.]