Comander Poe Dameron (
helluva_pilot) wrote in
driftfleet2016-03-25 09:23 am
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Who: The most daring pilot of the Resistance, Poe Dameron!
Broadcast: Video
Action: if anyone else is on the Marsiva!
When: At this very moment
[He wakes up with a little gasp, immediately alert. Poe's not the world's lightest sleeper, but this bunk is way too comfortable, and it doesn't have the vague locker room smell of a Resistance base or the much mankier version that builds up after living in the cockpit of an x-wing for a couple of days.
Definitely doesn't look familiar.]
Huh. What the--
[This is not the first time in recent memory that Poe's woken up in an unfamiliar place. It's a sad measure of his life that this is by far the best one yet. He's not lost in a burning-hot desert with a pennelx-egg-sized bump on his head and no memory of who he is. Yep, still Poe Dameron, first thing he checks. And he's not strapped to the galaxy's most uncomfortable chair and waiting for the next deeply unpleasant conversation with either an Imperial interrogator or Kylo Ren (jury is still out on which of those was actually worse, he tries to not think about it at all).
So really, it could be a lot worse. Even though there does seem to be something going on with his neck, which is probably bad.
Sit up, look around, look down. Well, he's still got his orange flight suit, insignia and everything, but it's clean. So... that's nice. It's also a giant, flashing, hi, I'm with the Resistance sign, which is--good? Bad?
He slips out of bed and tries the door. Open. Okay. Peers out.]
Hello?
[Yeah, great move, Dameron. Warn the laundry-loving kidnappers that you're up and about. Excellent spy work. Well. Why not.]
Jess? Karé? Iolo?
[Maybe this is just some kind of elaborate prank. Sure, Dameron. And while you're imagining things, how about--]
...Finn?
Broadcast: Video
Action: if anyone else is on the Marsiva!
When: At this very moment
[He wakes up with a little gasp, immediately alert. Poe's not the world's lightest sleeper, but this bunk is way too comfortable, and it doesn't have the vague locker room smell of a Resistance base or the much mankier version that builds up after living in the cockpit of an x-wing for a couple of days.
Definitely doesn't look familiar.]
Huh. What the--
[This is not the first time in recent memory that Poe's woken up in an unfamiliar place. It's a sad measure of his life that this is by far the best one yet. He's not lost in a burning-hot desert with a pennelx-egg-sized bump on his head and no memory of who he is. Yep, still Poe Dameron, first thing he checks. And he's not strapped to the galaxy's most uncomfortable chair and waiting for the next deeply unpleasant conversation with either an Imperial interrogator or Kylo Ren (jury is still out on which of those was actually worse, he tries to not think about it at all).
So really, it could be a lot worse. Even though there does seem to be something going on with his neck, which is probably bad.
Sit up, look around, look down. Well, he's still got his orange flight suit, insignia and everything, but it's clean. So... that's nice. It's also a giant, flashing, hi, I'm with the Resistance sign, which is--good? Bad?
He slips out of bed and tries the door. Open. Okay. Peers out.]
Hello?
[Yeah, great move, Dameron. Warn the laundry-loving kidnappers that you're up and about. Excellent spy work. Well. Why not.]
Jess? Karé? Iolo?
[Maybe this is just some kind of elaborate prank. Sure, Dameron. And while you're imagining things, how about--]
...Finn?

Action!; placeholder since I have work
[So of course, when he thinks he hears someone- he's going to go to investigate. So Poe will hear the voice of someone who sounds young- probably because when you see him, he is in fact a rather short and young teenager]
Hello? Is someone there?
Action!; here's a reply for when you're done :)
A kid is not really what he expected. But hey, he's not the world's shortest stormtrooper, he's not wearing a black mask, Poe will take it and be happy.]
Hey! Good to see someone else here.
Action!; aw yeah B)
Yeah- thank goodness. I thought I was gonna be stuck here alone on this thing.
[He'll smile up at the guy] I'm Sora, I just got here.... awhile ago? [How do you even tell time in space anyway??] What about you?
Action!;
Poe Dameron. I woke up... about ten minutes ago, I guess. Where is here? Doesn't look like any ship I've ever seen.
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[Anyway, continuing on] It's called the Marsiva. I don't know much about it, but it's supposed to be part of some fleet. At least, that's what I heard.
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Part of some fleet, and we're here. Have you seen any escape pods or anything? A shuttle would be better, but I'm guessing not...
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No, nothing like that. [He's been alone for over a day of course he's checked every corner of this deck] It's just like a room with no way out.
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They got us in here somehow, so there's got to be a way out. Though I trust that you looked. So whatever there is, it's gotta be really well hidden.
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Yeah, well hidden or...I dunno, maybe they warped us in somehow.
Action;
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[Uh, how do you explain]
When something disappears from one spot, and reappears in another?
Re: Action;
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[He rubs the back of his neck]
Not that I know how though. [please don't ask him quantum physics he's an 8th grader]
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[Not like Poe knows how hyperspace travel works either. He's just a fighter jock.]
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Yavin 4.... [That definitely was an unfamiliar name. And what was a ranch?] I take it you're not from Union City then.
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I know of a place or two called Union City on different planets, but no. Is that where you're from?
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[Whoa. There was other places called that? That's incredible. And at the question, he hesitates. He was told not to cause himself trouble by saying he was from anywhere outside of Union, but....from the sound of it, this guy wasn't either so...it wouldn't matter, right?]
Uh...no, not exactly. I'm from someplace else. It's just where I was living last.
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Nothing wrong with that. Lots of people are from lots of different places.
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[He makes a huff noise and crosses his arms] Tell that to Union.
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...what, do they wanna pretend like they're the only city that matters? Hell with that.
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More like...they're sure they're the only city left. Towns are pretty isolated from each other where I'm from.
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OH SHIT I FORGOT WHOSE THREAD THIS WAS
HAHAH ITS OKAY IT HAPPENS
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