Friday night, late

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

As a result of a semi-drunken truth or dare game, Han is now carrying a passed-out Shep over his left shoulder, has his right arm around Lana's waist and is singing the Corellian Planetary Anthem in Old High Corellian at the top of his lungs as they head to room 402.


[[ooc: open to anyone who wants to help or mock]]

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[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana is singing along. All right, so she doesn't know the words or the tune, but enthusiasm has to count for something, right?

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Nah, doll, the chorus goes:
Moch maduinn air Latha Lunasd'
Mi sugradh mar ri m' ghradh
Ach mu'n tainig meadhon latha
Bha mo chridhe air a chradh"

Han is rapidly running out of air trying to sing and carry and steer.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Can we sit down for a minute and rest, Han? The hallway keeps moving all over the place."

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Baby, if we stop, you're gonna pass out and then I'm gonna have to carry both of you. We can take it slower, if you need to. Just hang on to me, I'm steady."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Lana says uncertainly, but manages to keep up till they get safely back to the room.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Han helps Lana to a chair and lowers Shep to the bed. He takes off his roommate's shoes. "He can handle the rest himself." Han rummages in his kit and comes up with a pill-bottle.

He offers a small white tablet to Lana. "It's a Hangquel. It'll stop you from being sick in the morning. Make detention a lot easier."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana takes the pill. "Thanks. Should he have one?" She nods in Shep's direction. Now that she's stopped moving she's feeling pretty good again.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Gotta take 'em before you fall asleep." Han empties the wastebasket. "Listen, I'm going back to the dance. You need any help getting to bed? Keep Shep sleeping on his side, not his back. Make him toss in the wastebasket if he has to."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana nods and stands up only to sit right back down again. "The room's moving all over the place," she says plaintively. "I'm okay until I try to move."

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Han smiles and kneels in front of her. "Let me get your shoes and I'll carry you to bed, okay?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana nods and looks a little shaken. "I didn't even realize I was getting drunk until I was and then it was too late. I've never had more than enough to make me feel a little loose until now."

"Did I do or say anything stupid?" She looks worried.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"You talked a lot. Nothing too stupid. Just marked your claim on Shep pretty well."

Han gets her shoes off and picks her up, cradling her carefully.

"You gonna be okay, sweetheart? Remember what I told you about Shep?"

He sets her gently on the bed and rolls Shep up so she can pin him that way between herself and the wall.

He drops a soft kiss on her hair. "You kids sleep it off."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"I did? You don't think he'll be mad at me, do you? I mean, I don't even know what kind of claim I have on him, if any."

She holds onto him as he carries her over to the bed. "I'll be okay. And I can watch out for Shep. He'll be okay too. Night, Han, and thanks. For everything."

She settles herself in, making sure Shep stays on his side and reaches up to kiss Han before he goes off again. Then she lays back down again and lets herself drift off to sleep.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"You're welcme, sweetheart." Han heads back to the dance.