Plan Four: Attack of the Star Wars Hairstyles

[of_alderaan]

[Leia isn't too pleased when she gets a phone call telling her she's been missing work. After explaining that no, she did not in fact cut hair for a living, she's told to go down to the shop or lose her job. Which is no doubt code for droning in some manner so today you can find Leia....]

[A. Barber shop: No she does not look very happy about it. However you might notice the drones with long hair seem to be getting some strange hair styles. Lots of braids and things like that. Gee it's almost like someone's a star wars fan or...oh wait. If you walk in the store Leia will look over.]

Can I help you?

[Phone]

It may have taken them a while but they finally got around to giving me a job. Do they look for jobs we wouldn't enjoy having or is it simply my bad luck? Either way, I'll be at the "barbershop".

[Phone: Filtered to Luke]

Can we talk?

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[littleredwolf]

I would imagine so. Noble ladies wear their hair much the same way in my country.

[She hesitates for a moment.]

Do you think you might teach me? I should like to have a bit of home as well, but I'm not very used to styling my hair by myself.

[of_alderaan]

Do they? Where are you from?


And I'd be happy to.

[littleredwolf]

Thank you.

I come from the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros. My family hails from Winterfell in the far North. And what of you, my lady? Where do you come from?

[of_alderaan]

I was from the planet of Alderaan.

[Before the Empire happened.]

[littleredwolf]

Was? Are you not from there any longer?

[of_alderaan]

Yes and no.

I am the Princess and more importantly Senator of Alderaan, so I will always be from there.

However the planet itself was destroyed only a few years ago by the Empire.

[littleredwolf]

I am sorry to hear that, princess. Please forgive me for asking - I did not wish to bring up an unpleasant subject.

[of_alderaan]

You had no way of knowing.

And please, call me Leia.

[littleredwolf]

As you wish, Your G- Leia. You may call me Sansa, if it please you. Sansa Stark.

[She nods in the direction of a drone whose hair has been done up in a bun with two looped braids.]

Might you show me how to do that one?

[of_alderaan]

Of course. It's one of the easier ones.

You should see some of the ones they had on Naboo royalty. Those were incredibly elaborate.

I can do your hair if you'd like to see how it should look, if you'd like.

[littleredwolf]

[Sansa can't help but look a little surprised.]

I am only a lord's daughter, my lady. It would be most unbecoming to allow a princess to wait on me.

[courtly etiquette is a constant across space and time tbh]

[of_alderaan]

[You lose a lot of things like that when you're a rebel leader for so long. She smiles and shakes her head.]

Have a seat.

Being a Princess doesn't mean much here, and I'd insist on it even if we were home.

[littleredwolf]

[ Oh. Oh wow. Not even the princesses in this town are like the ones at home. But Sansa ducks her head politely and sits down in the chair. ]

You are most kind.

[of_alderaan]

Now then.

[And she'll give a tutorial of hair braiding and other things I don't know how to do, before showing how to do the style she wanted.]

And that is how you finish this one. It might take a little while to do it to your own hair, but after you've been doing it for a while, it'll get easier.