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driftfleet2016-03-25 09:23 am
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?
video;
That sounds... pretty terrible. [You poor kid. Wow.] How'd you get off that ship?
video;
[He slaps his hands together, to mimic. Y'know. Crashing.]
I was on a planet, then I came here later.
[Maybe these places is where people go. When they used to disappear off the Tranquility, or off the planet. Maybe.]
video;
video;
The water was baaaad; he had to drink water that fell outta' the sky, 'cus if you tried to touch the water in the river it'd burn your skin. I burned a hole in my sweater once!
video;