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My wishes for VIII are simple; I want an emotional FinnRey reunion scene and I want force-sensitive Finn.
❛ i can handle this. how HARD can it be? ❜
❛ i’ll be sure to keep a medic on STAND BY. ❜
❝ five dollars for one bottle of water? uh, NO thanks. ❞
❛ agreed. they should know by now college students aren’t RICH. you want to go somewhere else? ❜
BORN FROM SPRING - TIDE , NOT STYGIAN IMMERSED . weighing upon shoulders , ruination lies ; another death executed by palms of expected weakness . conviction permeates through her core , displaying a disregard for the ire dawning from the woman before her . unmistakable // the tensing of muscles , breath expeditious , unfaltering tone // her own preparation for an unspoken battle . yet , ALL KNEW who would remain victorious & who would fall at the hands of THEM . a heart representing nothing more than pyre .
FLUSHED LIPS REMAIN PARTED , albeit lacking utterance . gaze shifting to bouts of crimson , droplets pooling upon taupe garb below METAL . an ample PRESS of metal against porcelain would lead to an end , yet hesitation lingers . a mien emanated from the other , one distinctive // cogent . interest manifests .
BREATHE. FEEL THE FORCE FLOW THROUGH YOU. her teachings echoed in her brain ; it felt so far-away now, like a whole life-time ago. she had trained for this, had dealt with countless attempted assaults and thievery while (stranded) living on Jakku. anyone who looked at her would have thought her WEAK, but they were mistaken. just like this MASKED ASSAILANT as well.
❛ you will drop your weapons and you will leave. ❜ voice firm and steady, she couldn’t help but furrow her brows when the pressure on her spine did not RELENT. she repeated with the same lackluster results. then, she did all she COULD do — she raised her hands in SEEMING SURRENDER. in a split second, she used the force to send her opponent back far enough to retrieve her lightsaber.
they will NOT take her without a FIGHT.
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❛ ——that looks expensive. ❜
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HALTING JEDI TRAINING was something her and luke both had wished to avoid, but the first order had become on the move, and they were BOTH needed to aid the RESISTANCE. alone, all she had for her assets were her raw, barely tapped potential with the FORCE, and the heavy weight of luke’s—her saber—resting against her thigh. no longer was she the frightened girl who faced off kylo ren and WON. she was something to be reckoned with. something to fear.
something FAMILIAR tugged at her ; something INEXPLICABLE that she can only deem to be the force working through her—warning her. something unspecific. hairs stuck up at the back of her neck, her breath catching as she felt someone’s warm BREATH ghosting against her skin. an unspecified weapon prickling against the base of her SPINE.
❛ you’re making a mistake. ❜ the anger in her voice was unmistakeable.
❛ last i checked, leave me alone didn’t mean : please, continue hovering. ❜
❛ you looked like you were struggling. ❜
“They’re all indoor places or serve bird themselves. I don’t think birds would eat other birds because that would be like… Really messed up, right? Like–” Looks up to the other, lips parted, waiting for confirmation that it was really really messed up.
❛ really messed up. ❜ of course she’d agree, she’s not really one to CONDONE cannibalism—even if it is just with birds. ❛ you mind showing me to your favorite live bird-free restaurant then? ❜
“An angry goose. But I personally believe that they’re all evil.” That’s the usual face she gets whenever she recounts the worst moment of her life to someone. Eyebrows jump and she starts to get excited before ultimately deflating like a sad balloon. “Hey. I actually hang around some really nice geese-free places. I’ve even made a map of all bird free spots, thankyouverymuch.”
❛ makes sense. ❜ she’s met her fair share of EVIL BIRDS. granted, she was young and refused to let the pigeon steal her sandwich, but still. absolutely NO MORALS. ❛ a map then? how do you know it won’t be compromised? birds are rather sneaky. ❜
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MUSCLE MEMORY // INSTINCTUAL , INNATE . burning ire transcends through motion , investigation transcends through touch . one so fleeting , yet knowing . appendages exude crimson , mauve cicatrices outline porcelain . voices offer mental melodia , a pathway towards victory // pathway towards redemption . every clench of digits followed by split ivory , blood lathering ( POOLING ) upon leather - clad garb . all of it the same , every night , every day , every person , ALL DEFEATED .
ECRU NARROWS ; SENSORY OF unknown movement becomes a language of familiarity ( another mistake ) . avoidance of communication proves imperative . ❛ GO . ❜
the battle RAGES on, but rey knows when a fight is to OUT OF HER RANGE. she’s had to survive on her own, but trying to help others? it’s completely new territory — territory that has already been CLAIMED. still, she knows it takes time. time that neither of them can afford right now. nodding her head at the other masked persona, she FLEES.
the alleyway is deserted, littered with grime and discarded trash, but she can HEAR IT. the faint pitter patter of footsteps. she knows she’s not alone. ❛ i can hear you. ❜
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“…And so thats why I don’t go into the park without a really big stick anymore. Sorta Teddy Rosey influenced but also because I fear for my life now.”
“Sorry– You asked a question, right? Um.” She’s a little embarrassed. “What… Was it exactly?”
❛ —— ❜
❛ that all happened because of a goose? ❜ consider herself in the DISBELIEF category. rey’s not sure she’s heard that happen to anyone — ever. ❛ i was actually just asking if you knew of anywhere to eat, but i might actually want to avoid wherever you like to hang out. ❜
gives ya a big old smoocherino on yer thinker
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The belonging you seek is not b e h i n d you… it is a h e a d . Close your eyes… Feel it… The light… it’s always been there. It will guide you.