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Fourth Floor Common Room, evening

Han was sick of nutribars. He decided to give the kitchenette in the common room a test run. Slartibartfast had done a good job with him last semester and he was a decent cook. Just decent, not spectacular.

Tonight, he had decided to try burritos. Meat, legumes, savory fruit and cheese in a flat-bread wrap. How hard could it be? The ground turkey sizzled away, the package of grated cheese and cans of refried beans and ro-tel mexican fiesta tomatoes stood at hand. The torillas are nearby ready to be filled.

He'd gotten the holo-player hooked to the TV and Quest for the Treasure of Xim was playing. He gave half an ear to the search for the legendary ghost-ship The Queen of Ranroon and the rest of his attention to the cooking

[[ooc: open to anyone who feels like wandering in. There's food and swashbuckling.]]

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Lana comes in, looking freshly showered, her hair still wet. "Hi Han. What are you up to?"

"Hey, doll. Just getting some supper around. I don't feel like braving the cafeteria. You want a burrito? I had them over break and insisted on learning to cook them."

He's busily opening the packet of smokey chipotle taco seasoning with his teeth as he adds a half-cup of water with his other hand, trying to keep the turkey from scorching.

"Thanks, but I'm not really into the whole eating thing at the moment. Stomach's too riled up with everything going on."

She looks at him with some amusement as he tries to manage everything at once. "You need a hand there?"

"Got it." He dumps the water and the seasoning in together and stirs fast. "There we go." He turns the heat down a level and starts opening cans.

"So what's got you too upset to eat?"

Lana shakes her head. "The whole Maia/Paige/Sawyer thing." She sighs. "I was really upset when Maia told me about Sawyer hitting her over New Year's. Told her she should report it - it's one of the reasons I was so uncomfortable with him coming along swimming the other night. Maybe I should have gone to someone then. I don't know."

"And now Maia's even more upset about it and Paige and Sawyer are fighting about what happened in the pool and... God. I can't even stay in my own room! I mean, not that I don't like staying with Shep, but... I can't stay with you guys forever."

"Got home last night after self-defense class and found Paige gone, though I guess she came back later. There was no way I was staying alone with Sawyer after all this - I never would have said he could move in if I'd known this would happen - so I ended up crashing in one of the common rooms for the night. Which Shep will so kill me for if he finds out."

Han rolls his eyes as he opens the can of tomatoes. He gets it all stirred up and then lets it simmer a minute.

He goes over to where she's sitting and drops to one knee in front of her and takes her hands. "Lana, look. You can stay with me and Shep just as long as you need to, okay? This mess has to sort itself out." He stands up and kisses the top of her head before going back to his cooking.

"Not too fond of Sawyer. He talks big but there's not much behind it. We got into that snowball fight, right? Maia took two snowballs in the face. Bagoas took a couple. I took a couple. But him? Paige stopped it before it could hit him and he cussed me out for my aim. So here's big bad Sawyer, can't even take a snowball like two girls and a eunuch."

Han turns off the heat and moves the pan. "Doesn't surprise me he'd hit a little thing like Maia." He puts a burrito together with excessive force. "That kind of thing--hurting people who are littler than you--is the worst kind of bad."

Lana manages a smile for him. "You're very sweet, Han. Thanks. I hope they figure it all out soon. Or maybe I should just apply for a room change. Any singles open down here?" She asks only half-jokingly.

She sighs when she thinks about Sawyer. "Yeah, I know he's had a tough life and I think he really does love Paige and means to do well, but... He's got a really bad temper. It's not the first time I left my room and slept somewhere else because of him, but we'd gotten that all worked out. The thing on New Year's and then him and Maia in the pool... I don't know."

She shakes her head. "I don't want to talk about it anymore. I don't want to *think* about it anymore. I just spent way too much time and energy down in the gym running and beating the hell out of a punching bag trying not to think about it. Just... distract me. Tell me where you learned to cook or what this movie's about or *anything*."

Blair wandered in and sat on the couch to watch tv. He was wearing several layers of clothes and trying not to sniffle too much.

"Hey, man. Smells good."

Lana waves at him from her curled up position on the other couch. "Hi. I don't think we've met. I'm Lana Lang."

Blair grinned and waved. "Nice to meet you, Lana. I'm Blair, Blair Sandburg. Freshman. Are you enjoying the movie?"

On her way to Anakin's room that evening, Rory caught sight of yet another emo-scene in a common room.

She sighed, poured out a bit more glitter into her palm, and threw it in Han and Lana's direction.

"Cheer up, emo kids!" she called, bouncing down the hall.

Lana looks over at it. "It's fun - and mindless which is really what I need right about now. It's Han's, so I'm not sure what the name is. How are you settling in here?"

Lana laughed. "I'm too tired to be emo!" she called back.

The shrub in the common room snickered.

Or it would've, if shrubs had facial expressions.

Which it didn't.

So nothing happened.

Really.

"Good, mindless sounds good now."

"I got the flu, but other than that...I'm settling in great. Life here is pretty good!"

"Hey Rory! Want a burrito?" Han's got a whole plate made now.

Lana noticed that the shrub in the common room - shrub in the common room? Now where did that come from? - looked like it needed watering so she went over and emptied her water bottle on it. Just trying to be helpful, you know.

"I took cooking last semester with Slartibartfast. He got me straightened out in the kitchen. Got plenty of practice cooking on the Falcon. And I had some help over break."

"Mindless is definitely good right now. Okay, you can stay," she teases.

"I'm sorry you caught the flu though, how miserable for your first week of classes!"

Rory would have probably accepted, if she hadn't skipped off down the hallway just after the glitter-launching.

"Hey, Blair. Han Solo. Have a burrito. The spices should clear your sinuses."

He offers the plate as he glances at the screen. "It's called Quest for the Treasure of Xim. That ship is the Queen of Ranroon. She was the biggest treasure ship ever built in her era, about 300 years ago. On her maiden voyage to the vaults of Xim, she vanished. No one knows how or why. Some people say they've seen her even as recently as five years ago. This is a holo-thriller, kind of an adventure movie, about some folks who go looking."

"That's great! You can cook for me anytime. It all smells wonderful." Lana's curled up on the couch, resting her head on a cushion, as she watches Han cook. She looks as if she could drop off at any time.

"So wait, the Queen of Ranroon is a real ship? That's kind of neat. And that guy, not the one with the stick thing, is pretty cute."

Blair grinned and took a burrito, and took a big bite. "Whoa, man. Way good." He said around a mouthful.

After chewing and swallowing he grinned. "Cool, sounds like a great movie."

"It was. And yeah, most holothriller stars are good looking. That stick thing is a lightsaber, like Anakin carries."

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