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[general-lando.livejournal.com]

Lando sits at the Bar, an invitation in front of him. An invitation to Jaina Solo's wedding. This week. Or 30 years in the future.

The temptation to see his future up close is great. Coruscant, in all its glory, free of the Empire. Imagine what he could learn about trends and markets in just an hour. And he could see himself as he will be.

But even Lando, no physicist or philosopher, doubts seeing the future that closely is a good thing. If nothing else, how would the two Landos explain their presence to old (indeed, much older) friends?

So instead, Lando will attend the reception here, and wait to attend the wedding. In the meantime, he hs figure out what cape to wear, and to see if Amanda can join him.

And all the while, he wouldn't mind some conversation.

[ooc: online till 3 pm Eastern time)

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[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

Jack's at the bar, too, reading a newspaper.

He doesn't look entirely pleased.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon, Driscoll. Is that an actual newspaper?" Lando has seen them in long-since-misremembered classes in his youth. But never up close (tohugh Say True! would count had he read it).

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

Jack quickly folds the paper.

"It's one of the New York publications," he says tightly. It's not a pleasant experience, seeing one's exploits splattered across the society pages for everyone to read.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"I'd be interested in seeing it. Though I suspect I won't understand what it's talking about.

"We get all our information through datastreams and the occasional holovid. Paper is quite rare, though some people still like printed books." And once in a while, Lando does write things down, since you can't hack into a sheet of paper.

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

Very, very reluctantly, Jack slides the paper over.

Jack and Jennifer Spencer, writer of the society article "Mr. Driscoll's New Flame," were going to have words when he returned to the city.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

Lando chuckles, a bit ironically. "Ah. It would seem that you and your lady-friend have made a splash.

"And that you enjoy seeing yourself in the public eye as much as I do. You have my sympathies.

{ooc: is there a photo?]

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"One of the disadvantages of being a well-known, 'eligible bachelor,'" he says with a scowl, quite similar to his mother's. "I've often heard women complain that they have no choice in who they marry, in high society. It is also true for men, because when they do make a choice it becomes publicized, scrutinized, criticized, especially if the woman is not up to public standards."

[ ooc: no. ]

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

Lando nods. "I have heard the same thing on some worlds I have visited. Though I have the good fortune of not being part of high society. No one cares much about who a general dates.

"But then, I also have never let what other people think affect me in this regard."

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"Only when they're retired," he notes. "I'm not concerned with the opinions of other people--" including his mother "--in reference to my love life, it's just a nuisance having to listen to them when I'd rather not."

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

A world where retired generals have social standing? Not what he's used to. But then Imperial generals rarely retire, and the Republic had no army before the Clone Wars. Is that something he can use to his advantage, if he plays it right? A thought for later...

"So it's really just a matter of privacy then. Which would tell me that you simply need to entertain in tavs and restaurants that are off the beaten path."

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"I'd rather not."

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"Even though, if my knowledge of your city is accurate, there are likely to be a number of establishments of all levels of cost and variety?" Lando is basing this on his one trip to Earth, to today's Paris.

[jackdriscoll.livejournal.com]

"Yes. But some women...deserve more than taverns."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Amanda is feeling chipper today as she comes in from the cold. Smiling the bright smile that her friends had come to know before the DOOM began, or at least her DOOM.

When she catches sight of Lando she grabs a peach smoothie from the bar and heads over to take a seat with her friend, "Afternoon Lando." she gives him a peck onthe cheel.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"My, my, Amanda. You seem very chipper today." He returns the kiss, pleased to see her smiling so.

"Tell me, do you have plans for Saturday?"

[ooc: mun notes that he won't plop his pups into the Solo/Fel wedding till Sunday, but Lando dones't know that.]

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"Putting her legs up on the bench she thinks, "Well lets see I need to make sure to check up on Guppy" she turns to him with a stern look, "DOn't you dare tell him I said that" then going back to relaxing, "I need to make sure that Serena and Magius are healing. At some point I should probably eat something. Hmm...Other then that no." she grins, "Did I mention that I'm bound? because you know I am."

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I know," he says with a touch of symapthy. "And I saw Serena the other day. She seemed much better. Though I had no idea whe is a vampire. I do expect you to tell me such things," he adds with a self-assured grin.

"And as I barely know Guppy, I will keep that to myself.

"As for eating, however, that is something I can help with." He hands Amanda the invitation. "I think we should just attend the reception, however. I don't think meeting myself at the wedding is the best thing. As much as I know there will be at least one person I admire there."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"Oh that's right." she shakes her head playfully. Those were some rough days.

"Hey you said you knew her. How was I supposed to know that you didn't know she was a vampire." Amanda laughs because she thinks it's funny. Or maybe she is just in a really good mood.

"Thank you." she gives him anotherpeck on the cheek. The same one even.

Amanda laughs again befire reading the invitation, "This is wonderful. What should I wear?" she actually sounds a little distressed.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"Is something the matter, my lady? Surely you have..." He thinks he gets it.

"No, you don't have a full wardrobe here.

"But can't the Bar help out? And some of your friends can help, I would guess. Though after you wear their gowns, they will probably be jealous of hwo good you look and never use them again." Always the flirt.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Amanda shakes her head, "No what I mean is what would be appropriate to wear to Jaina's wedding reception. Jedi and everything." sometimes men just don't get it.

She smiles at the compliment and completely agrees.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

Lando thinks about this. "Well, since we are staying here, and most of the patrons don't know what a Jedi is, you could probably dress as you please.

"Besides, Jag is not a Jedi but a career military man. That probably alters some of the dress codes." Not that Lando has any idea how Imperial officers or Jedi dress for weddings. (Indeed, as there hasn't been a Jedi wedding since far before Lando's times, he'd had no way of knowing.)

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

She will have to ask Mace during their training tomorrow.

"Well then I suppose I will have to start looking at catalog's. If Ileave it up to Bar she is likely to make me wear the brown dress again." Amanda shudders.

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"No, brown is not your color." Lando thinks.

"In my youth, a Corellian wedding party tended to where brighter colors. And as Jaina is half-Corellian, you could find something of that sort.

"But then, in her day fashions might have changed. And it's been a while since I visited Corellia anyway. And never for a wedding."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Oh Amanda does and always had intended on wearing red as it's her favorite color. But she gives him a disapproving look, "I look good in every color. Just not the old brown sack of a dress theat Bar gave me the first day I was here. And no you will never see it if I have anything to say about it." And with that jinx Amanda all of a sudden finds herself wearing said dress (see icon).

[general-lando.livejournal.com]

"I ask your pardon, then, my lady.

"And I will add that while I can tell fashion that suits a lady from fashion that does not, I know little about the ns and outs of such things." Lando is not at all embarrassed by this admission.