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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?

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[ That insignia . . . It looked like the Republic's. A Republic pilot, here? ]

Looking for . . . [ He pauses. ] . . . the Resistance fighters?

[Okay, he said Resistance Fighters and not Resistance Scum so... Poe's going to take him at his apparent word. So to speak.]

Yeah, I'm looking for the rest of my squadron. The name's Dameron. Poe Dameron. Commander. [Let's see if that gets him some more help before he throws in more detail.]

[ It was a shot in the dark, knowing Luke and Leia's story. Somewhat. ]

I am General Kenobi . . . from the Clone Wars.

[Oh shi-- be cool, Dameron. Be cool.

Oh god, he cannot be cool about this. He sits up straighter. This is General Kenobi. He's a legend. Good thing he's been warned that something has gone weird about time.]

Sir! It's an honor to meet you.

[ Obi-Wan is starting to wonder what kind of legacy those Holo-net stories left behind. He never paid them much attention but perhaps he should have. He tries for a casual tone. ]

At ease. Considering where we are, my rank means little. I just thought you might recognize it.

[The at ease gets him to wind it down a little. About as much as when General Organa said she could call him Leia, which was not at all.]

Wherever we are doesn't mean you earned it any less, sir.

I'm happy to render all due assistance.

Er.

Once I'm off this bucket. [Well, this is embarrassing.]

[ His lips twitch, bemused. ]

I'm sure. But I think right now, you require more assistance than myself.

Anything you could tell me would be appreciated, sir. This sounds like one weird situation.

Well, you've been taken from your time to work here at the Fleet. Apparently we're part of the cast for a large holo-net drama and we're paid according by how much tension we raise.

That sounds really... messed up. I'm not some kind of actor. I'm a pilot. [Still not as bad as torture, but...]

None of us are, but that is the reason. Apparently.

[ Having never met the Atroma, he could not say for sure. ]

Apparently?

[Nothing like that word to make a guy feel just a little paranoid.]

Any idea where we actually are? I've been hearing... time and space and it sounds pretty crazy.

I checked the star charts on the last station we were on and I couldn't find any recognizable planets. Either we're far into wild space or we're in another galaxy altogether.

Damn. That's not good.

[He's got things he needs to do. He has a war to fight. A squadron to lead.]

So that's is, we're just flying through space and playing holo-drama?

That's the gist of it. If there is more to it, they haven't clued us in.

Okay.

You got any orders for me, General? [Because hell if he knows what to do. There's no flying around and shooting things available right now. No First Order to fight. It's... weird. He joined up with the Republic Navy the minute he could, and that's been his whole life since.]

[ He blinks. Orders? He's hardly going to do that here. Still . . . Poe reminds him a bit of Cody. ]

Surely, you don't really expect me to do that, Commander. My rank is from the Clone Wars.

And mine's from... a long time after that. [Should he be telling General Kenobi about this stuff? Does it matter? This is so confusing.]

But whenever you're from, you're a general, and you also have a better grasp of the situation than I do, considering I just got here.

[ He sighs. ]

I'm willing to help you out, but I can't give you orders. Trust your judgement. I'm sure you'll be fine. And . . . you're not alone here.

[Heh.] Well, hopefully there aren't any sith around to torture me, so I can't mess anything up too bad.

[Not that he knows anything useful about this place, so double bonus.]

[ That gives him pause. ]

The Sith are . . . alive?

At least one. Kylo Ren. I got to spend some quality time with him when the First Order interrogator didn't get what he wanted out of me. He...

[Hey you know what, he doesn't want to talk about it in detail if he doesn't have to. Moving on.]

Maybe another. From what General Organa's said, the head of the First Order might be too. Snoke. Their Supreme Leader.

Kylo Ren.

[ That's not a Sith name. At least not one earned from the Sith. Something tells him that's an alias.

And what kind of name was Snoke? ]

Not quite Sith then. Something new.

[Shrug.]

I just know what I saw him do. [What I felt him do to me.] Everything about the Jedi and all that is really just... like legends now. So I'm taking my best guess.

[ Ah. He knew that look. ]

It must have been an extensive mind probe.

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