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@ofpilotisms

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kaydel sighed. “ doesn’t work that way, unfortunately, “ she told him. she wasn’t sure what she was gonna do but she’d figure it out. she always did. gentle, she reminded herself. she needed to proceed carefully and gently. she took a breath before starting again. “ where would you rather go then? “ her instincts were screaming at her to follow instruction - check in with cassian first. but this assignment was different and she’d have to play things by ear , as it were.

❝ anywhere away from here, ❞ he replied. ❝ i did what you monsters wanted, you deprogrammed me, congrats. now let me leave. ❞ in his eyes there was nothing more he could do for them. he had a galaxy of suffering to atone for and he needed to do it in a way that he could process it -- which he wouldn't be able to do surrounded by rebels.

“ alright. we can go somewhere else. there’s the beach, or the woods, “ she offered. she didn’t comment on the second part of his spiel. she couldn’t begin to understand how he must be feeling without the fog of the programming. but she’d be there. it was her duty to help. and her assignment.

kayl walked in the eerily quiet shop at his normal time. usually anya was already downstairs and beginning to get things opened up, but the lights were off and the espresso machines were cold from no use overnight. he did, however, notice the faint smell of bacon coming from what he assumed was anya’s apartment upstairs. he made the small climb up the stairs and knocked on the door lightly before entering. “ anya? “ he asked as he walked inside the room. he followed the small to the kitchen where he saw anya hunched over at the table and someone cooking at the stove. was that ander? what the stars was he doing there that early? “ is everything okay here ? “ kayl asked cautiously. this was all new behavior and he wasn’t sure how to react or go forward from here. // @ander-kelley

kayl sighed softly and shook his head. he supposed it wasn’t the worst reason to go on a drinking spree. and at least ander was there to keep an eye on her. he’d grown quite fond of anya and didn’t want to see her get into too much trouble. he nodded his head and moved to where the bowl was. “ well it must’ve been a successful night then, “ he said as he stirred the batter. “ depends on your definition of success, “ anya grumbled from her spot at the table. her head was throbbing but she couldn’t totally tune the two out. honestly she’d take going back to bed over anything at that particular moment.

"She got about a drink and a half in before I tapped her out," Ander cut in with a laugh. He didn't blame her, he didn't remember being too much better? But it'd been so fucking long since the first time around that he couldn't be certain. "Just get food into you, and you'll start to feel better." He said as he finished up the bacon and started working on the pancakes.

kayl chuckled softly in response. “ well at least now the first time is over and done with. that’s always the worst one, “ he mused. it’d been a while since his first hangover but he remembered it being hell. “ how about some caf? i can pop downstairs and make us all something? “ he was trying to be helpful after all. in whatever way he could be.

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leia nodded along. it didn’t escape her that their answers were identical. stars, the two of them had gone through their fair share of ordeals. it was good work but exhausting nonetheless. she couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her lips. “ cassian, i don’t think i’d know what to do if i took a vacation, “ she said lightly. she probably hadn’t had a true and proper vacation since she was 14. her work, war and politics, it was all she knew.

❝ you're not supposed to 'do' anything on vacation, that's the point, ❞ he retorted. ❝ tell han to take you on a vacation, i'm sure that man has plenty of ideas stashed away. ❞ han wasn't lazy, but he definitely knew good vacation ideas.

he ran a hand through his hair, relaxing back into his seat a little more. ❝ might be your last chance to take a vacation, after all. before the government officially announces its transition and you wind up running the whole thing. ❞

leia hummed. “ really? could’ve fooled me, “ she chuckled. had she ever taken a true vacation then? even on their honeymoon, leia had still been working. “ oh i’m sure you’re right about that, “ she added with a warm smile.

“ and what about your vacation? “ she asked, raising a brow. “ if i get one, then you should as well. “ she didn’t want to think about the new government, or her place in it. he was right, to be sure, in some regards. all she had known was politics. it wasn’t like she could very well stop at this point in her life. and if she did, what else would she do?

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kay nodded as gawynn spoke. the whole deprogramming was her domain, so kaydel took everything she said in so she could do her best with this particular assignment. kaydel could be gentle. usually. most times. she had her limits, but she seemed to have a seemingly bottomless well of empathy. maybe that’s why she was there.

“ got it. thanks, gawynn, “ she said with a genuine smile before turning her attention back to nero. “ i’m not patronizing you,” she said calmly. “ but it is my job to look out for you. and you heard the lady - we’re to go check in with cassian. “

nero was fuming. he'd just had his entire fucking life rocked in one major hit. he was just reminded of the deaths of his beloved siblings -- he had people that he used to love. he had a family that he adored and the order ruined all of them. and this... fucking rebel was telling him what to do? nero didn't want any of this. he wanted to fuck off of the planet and disappear.

his hands were in tight fists, he was literally shaking trying to hold himself back. he could kill her. so fucking easy. and goddamn lieutenant genesis too -- he could kill them both, snap their fucking necks. ❝ well you're relieved of your duties. i need to leave. ❞

kaydel sighed. “ doesn’t work that way, unfortunately, “ she told him. she wasn’t sure what she was gonna do but she’d figure it out. she always did. gentle, she reminded herself. she needed to proceed carefully and gently. she took a breath before starting again. “ where would you rather go then? “ her instincts were screaming at her to follow instruction - check in with cassian first. but this assignment was different and she’d have to play things by ear , as it were.

leia watched and nodded approvingly as the table flicked off. it was for both of their own goods to take a break. even if it was just for a little bit. she sat next to him and let out a soft sigh.

“ fine. tired. what about you? how’re you feeling? “ she asked. that’s really what she worried about. she’d be fine, she always was in the end. it was those around her that she worried the most about.

he nodded absently, glancing over at her. ❝ fine. tired. ❞ of course he was, he was always tired. but that was to be expected, he supposed. ❝ i am glad that the trooper rebellion is over. but really, it's only just begun. ❞ the work was never over, he supposed. ❝ time for you to take a vacation, i think. ❞

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leia nodded along. it didn’t escape her that their answers were identical. stars, the two of them had gone through their fair share of ordeals. it was good work but exhausting nonetheless. she couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her lips. “ cassian, i don’t think i’d know what to do if i took a vacation, “ she said lightly. she probably hadn’t had a true and proper vacation since she was 14. her work, war and politics, it was all she knew.

-

they had assigned kaydel to keep an eye on nero post-deprogramming. and she wasn’t one to halfass an assignment. so she stayed and waited. she didn’t know what to expect when he finally came to. so she tried to prepare herself for anything.

the outburst wasn’t surprising in the end. she’d probably be the same if the rolls were reversed. she calmly stood from where she had been sitting and moved to be between him and the door. “ no , “ she said back. it wasn’t a word kay used a lot, but she wasn’t afraid to in situations like these. she glanced over nero’s shoulders and looked at gawynn. “ what else do you need? “ if he wasn’t cleared to leave then they wouldn’t. simple as that , really.

gawynn looked over, tucking some hair behind her ears. this was always the trickiest part of the whole matter -- dealing with the aftermath of the deprogramming. as fucking horrible and cruel as nero was, she knew that the man was tortured. ❝ nothing else, ❞ she answered. ❝ i trust cassian has told you the next steps, so... report to him, i guess. and... be gentle with him. no matter what, just... be gentle. ❞

nero's face twitched. ❝ don't patronize me, i don't need to be coddled. move out of my way, i don't belong here. ❞ they were both lucky he was being kind ( as kind as he could muster given his current level of anger ) but that wasn't going to last for long.

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kay nodded as gawynn spoke. the whole deprogramming was her domain, so kaydel took everything she said in so she could do her best with this particular assignment. kaydel could be gentle. usually. most times. she had her limits, but she seemed to have a seemingly bottomless well of empathy. maybe that’s why she was there.

“ got it. thanks, gawynn, “ she said with a genuine smile before turning her attention back to nero. “ i’m not patronizing you,” she said calmly. “ but it is my job to look out for you. and you heard the lady - we’re to go check in with cassian. “

kayl walked in the eerily quiet shop at his normal time. usually anya was already downstairs and beginning to get things opened up, but the lights were off and the espresso machines were cold from no use overnight. he did, however, notice the faint smell of bacon coming from what he assumed was anya’s apartment upstairs. he made the small climb up the stairs and knocked on the door lightly before entering. “ anya? “ he asked as he walked inside the room. he followed the small to the kitchen where he saw anya hunched over at the table and someone cooking at the stove. was that ander? what the stars was he doing there that early? “ is everything okay here ? “ kayl asked cautiously. this was all new behavior and he wasn’t sure how to react or go forward from here. // @ander-kelley

kayl blinked in sheer bewilderment. he hadn’t known anya that long, but they spent a lot of time together. he knew she didn’t tend to venture out of her norm and kept a very simple life. so the idea of her getting drunk to the point of a hangover was astounding. his brain also might’ve stopped working at the nickname bestowed on him by ander but that was something else all together.

before he could muster up a reply, anya made an attempt to lift her head off the table. “ shhhh. you two are being loud. it hurts, “ she hissed before returning her head back to laying on the table. kayl chuckled and felt his brain begin to work again. he walked over to the kitchen counter and leaned against it, standing next to ander. “ do i wanna know what made anya decide to take up drinking suddenly? “ he asked in a low tone.

Ander chuckled, but made sure the bacon didn't burn as he flipped a few over. "She was worried about missing out on her "wild youth" so to speak and as someone who had a far too wild youth, I volunteered to help with some of the experiences in a controlled environment. For example: watching out for her while she found her alcohol limits and help with the hangover the following morning." He said.

"Don't worry, I cut her off after two and a half, she's not there yet, and I slept on the couch," he said, gesturing over to where the blankets were still scrunched up from his burrito the previous night.

"Can you give the batter a stir while I work on getting at least the eggs in her?" He asked, gesturing over to the bowl on the counter.

kayl sighed softly and shook his head. he supposed it wasn’t the worst reason to go on a drinking spree. and at least ander was there to keep an eye on her. he’d grown quite fond of anya and didn’t want to see her get into too much trouble.

he nodded his head and moved to where the bowl was. “ well it must’ve been a successful night then, “ he said as he stirred the batter. “ depends on your definition of success, “ anya grumbled from her spot at the table. her head was throbbing but she couldn’t totally tune the two out. honestly she’d take going back to bed over anything at that particular moment.

breena walked into savi’s that morning the same as she always did - cup of caf in hand, saber hidden on her hip, and a renewed optimism that today would be better than the day before. she went through her rounds, turning on the lights, putting things in their place. when she headed to the back room, she felt a presence she didn’t recognize. she stiffened slightly, approaching the person with care. “ um.. hi, “ she said, setting her cup down on the counter next to her. “ can i.. help you? “ // starter for @kehel-hadden

breena shrugged. “ we’re on the edge of dark space , “ she explained. “ who knows what’s out there. it’s a big galaxy. i’m sure there will be use for explorers. “ she personally had only ever ventured off batuu maybe once or twice. not that she minded. she loved the outpost , her home , and her friends. she could stay forever and be perfectly happy. she knew not everyone was that way , though. she got the feeling that kehel was one of those people who loved to travel the stars. certainly there would be an opportunity for him to do so once again.

Kehel nodded, he knew that much. They’d started sending ships out that way as it were. “I think I would have to be within the order to be considered for that I suppose.” He said. “Would you mind doing introductions is you could?” He asked softly. That would make the most sense for him to do, go back and meet this new Jedi Order and hope to the stars they were better than the last ones. That’d be nice. Though, everything Breena had told him so far had supported that conclusion.

breena smile and nodded her head. “ of course! i can take you to the new temple. it’s not too terribly far once you know how to find your way through the woods, “ she told him. lucky for him , breena had grown up running through the woods neighboring the outpost so she could take him there no problem.

at first, there was nothing -- nothing but his hatred for the resistance, hatred for the galaxy and all the people within it, hatred for life itself. but as the hours passed and the silent agony tripped its way through his brain, nero started to feel far more than just hatred.

and he hated that too. he didn't want this, he didn't want any of it, but he had no choice. he never had a fucking choice and that was always the fucking problem. he thought the trooper rebellion was his first chance to do what he wanted.

but did he even want that??

when he finally opened his eyes, it was dawn. they'd been at this for hours, and he was so exhausted. he saw everything -- every memory from the past, from childhood up to this point, in live, bleeding color.

he sat up way too fast, ripping the cables and headset off of him. gawynn scurried to pick up everything so it didn't break, and he was face to face with a rebel he'd seen plenty.

❝ move, ❞ he spat. // @ofpilotisms

-

they had assigned kaydel to keep an eye on nero post-deprogramming. and she wasn’t one to halfass an assignment. so she stayed and waited. she didn’t know what to expect when he finally came to. so she tried to prepare herself for anything.

the outburst wasn’t surprising in the end. she’d probably be the same if the rolls were reversed. she calmly stood from where she had been sitting and moved to be between him and the door. “ no , “ she said back. it wasn’t a word kay used a lot, but she wasn’t afraid to in situations like these. she glanced over nero’s shoulders and looked at gawynn. “ what else do you need? “ if he wasn’t cleared to leave then they wouldn’t. simple as that , really.

it was long and hard work being in the position that leia and cassian had found themselves in. the trooper rebellion had taken a toll on each of them. but it was finally over and they deserved rest. leia knew there was work still to be done, but she also knew how important it was to take a break. she’d learned that a little too late in her life and had decided with this second chance to do things differently. and she decided to bring cassian along with her on this new journey of self care , as it were. cassian was one of the most important people to her and it was equally important that he was taken care of as well.

leia raised a brow and crossed her arms over her chest. “ and i also know whatever it is can wait until tomorrow. when was the last time you ate not sitting at that table ? “

a better question would be when was the last time you ate at all, but he decided not to invoke her ire. instead, he gave a little shrug and glanced back at the holotable. he shut it down and turned again to face her. ❝ there. ❞ he walked over to one of the chairs and sat down, running a hand through his hair.

❝ how are you feeling? ❞ he asked.

leia watched and nodded approvingly as the table flicked off. it was for both of their own goods to take a break. even if it was just for a little bit. she sat next to him and let out a soft sigh.

“ fine. tired. what about you? how’re you feeling? “ she asked. that’s really what she worried about. she’d be fine, she always was in the end. it was those around her that she worried the most about.

kayl walked in the eerily quiet shop at his normal time. usually anya was already downstairs and beginning to get things opened up, but the lights were off and the espresso machines were cold from no use overnight. he did, however, notice the faint smell of bacon coming from what he assumed was anya’s apartment upstairs. he made the small climb up the stairs and knocked on the door lightly before entering. “ anya? “ he asked as he walked inside the room. he followed the small to the kitchen where he saw anya hunched over at the table and someone cooking at the stove. was that ander? what the stars was he doing there that early? “ is everything okay here ? “ kayl asked cautiously. this was all new behavior and he wasn’t sure how to react or go forward from here. // @ander-kelley

Ander had woken up the following morning with a chuckle when Anya dragged herself out of her room with a groan and a whimper and he immediately offered to make breakfast to help with the pain. Fill her up with grease and carbs to offset the pain of everything else. It was part of the education, and coping with a hangover is the most important lesson.

He set the toast off and got bacon going and was working on eggs and contemplating pancakes and hash browns when he heard the door open and Kayl's voice follow.

"Ah, hey pretty boy," he said with a chuckle. "Ans here is learning what a hangover is, and I'm making breakfast. I can make some for you too." He said, gesturing with his spatula. His shirt was tossed over the arm of the chair, but he'd borrowed an apron so that he didn't scar his stomach with bacon grease.

-

kayl blinked in sheer bewilderment. he hadn’t known anya that long, but they spent a lot of time together. he knew she didn’t tend to venture out of her norm and kept a very simple life. so the idea of her getting drunk to the point of a hangover was astounding. his brain also might’ve stopped working at the nickname bestowed on him by ander but that was something else all together.

before he could muster up a reply, anya made an attempt to lift her head off the table. “ shhhh. you two are being loud. it hurts, “ she hissed before returning her head back to laying on the table. kayl chuckled and felt his brain begin to work again. he walked over to the kitchen counter and leaned against it, standing next to ander. “ do i wanna know what made anya decide to take up drinking suddenly? “ he asked in a low tone.

the brigadier general was glad that the trooper rebellion was finally over -- theoretically that meant that he and the other leaders could finally take a fuckin' break. but no, not cassian -- never cassian. the trooper rehabilitation program was his operation, so if anything, this just made him busier.

but leia was always the most stubborn person he knew. even as a child, ever since she was born, he'd always known the girl to be loud, bold, and fucking stubborn.

so when he heard that familiar voice behind him, demanding he stop looking at the blasted holotable and take a break, he turned around and set his hands on his hips.

❝ now, princesa, ❞ he scolded coyly, ❝ you know i am a very busy man. ❞ // @ofpilotisms

it was long and hard work being in the position that leia and cassian had found themselves in. the trooper rebellion had taken a toll on each of them. but it was finally over and they deserved rest. leia knew there was work still to be done, but she also knew how important it was to take a break. she’d learned that a little too late in her life and had decided with this second chance to do things differently. and she decided to bring cassian along with her on this new journey of self care , as it were. cassian was one of the most important people to her and it was equally important that he was taken care of as well.

leia raised a brow and crossed her arms over her chest. “ and i also know whatever it is can wait until tomorrow. when was the last time you ate not sitting at that table ? “

kayl walked in the eerily quiet shop at his normal time. usually anya was already downstairs and beginning to get things opened up, but the lights were off and the espresso machines were cold from no use overnight. he did, however, notice the faint smell of bacon coming from what he assumed was anya’s apartment upstairs. he made the small climb up the stairs and knocked on the door lightly before entering. “ anya? “ he asked as he walked inside the room. he followed the small to the kitchen where he saw anya hunched over at the table and someone cooking at the stove. was that ander? what the stars was he doing there that early? “ is everything okay here ? “ kayl asked cautiously. this was all new behavior and he wasn’t sure how to react or go forward from here. // @ander-kelley

Reyna stumbled out of the woods with confusion and an uneasiness. The last thing she remembered was getting shot down and saying her last muttered comm words to Wedge. It was painful, it was fiery and she really just hoped that someone had taken care of R9 and her armor. The flight suit hadn’t been forgiving to wearing them both and as much as she felt safer in it, it was occasionally difficult to work in. Fuck, all of this sucked so much.

When she came upon an camp with people running around and shouting orders, she figured nothing had changed. They were still at war, ships still needed to be fixed. First order of business: find who’s in charge. Stopping someone running by and asking for Leia, they pointed toward a tent on the far side of camp. With some hesitance as she tried to find her footing she wandered over, pushing the tent flap aside and seeing her friend in what she could only assume was a pre-death hallucination. Something to ease her dying mind.

“General Organa, I’m ready to work.” She said looking over at the woman with a smile.

@ofpilotisms // leia!!

leia chuckled softly at the memory of the rebellion days, specifically of their time on hoth. “ yes, batuu has been a nice place for a home base. we’ve been able to say for a while , it’s starting to feel like home. “

“ there’s been some upgrades. i’m sure any of the pilots would be happy to give you a look under the hood. “ flying was never leia’s thing. It was han’s and luke’s by far. “ you take all the time you need. whatever it is you need, just ask, “ she added with a smile. their resources were spare but she’d do what she could for her old friend.

Reyna nodded, “well it’s a pleasant surprise.” She never imagined any of the places they worked in being considered “home”. She always imagined she’d go back to Krownest at the end of the war, and go back to helping her mother in the forges.

But that got blown out the window pretty quick.

“I’m sure I’ll get around to finding someone. But I gotta know,” she finally rounded herself in front of Leia, having faked a professional front for long enough.

“What’s the new hot gossip since you and Solo are old news?” She chuckled.

leia tipped her head back and laughed. there was always something going on in these rebel bases. where to start was the question. “ oh there’s lots. something’s never change. although it’s refreshing to not be the center of it this time, “ she chuckled. “ shara and kes’ son poe finally got together with the girl he’s been drooling after for a while. “ and she was happy that they finally figured it out.

breena walked into savi’s that morning the same as she always did - cup of caf in hand, saber hidden on her hip, and a renewed optimism that today would be better than the day before. she went through her rounds, turning on the lights, putting things in their place. when she headed to the back room, she felt a presence she didn’t recognize. she stiffened slightly, approaching the person with care. “ um.. hi, “ she said, setting her cup down on the counter next to her. “ can i.. help you? “ // starter for @kehel-hadden

breena smiled and nodded her head. “ yeah i know. it’s a lot. “ honestly her heart ached for the jedi order of old. was it perfect? stars no. but she always felt so close to them and their legacy. so knowing how tragic their history was made her ache. it was the same feeling she felt when she learned all about the mandalorian’s history. two legacies rested on her shoulders and she felt the weight of them often.

“ yes we have. in recent years. the force has been bringing people back to life. jedi including, so we’ve rebuilt a new order. “

“Okay, that’s good, that’s good.” He said. “Given the amount of time has passed, you probably don’t have much use for an Exploracorps huh?” Kehel said with a chuckle. He didn’t know if he was super jazzed about staying in one place but if it was all he could do in this current time, then he’d try to be useful. Catch him up with the most recent star charts and he could make a good navigation teacher. Granted he would like to go running around the stars, it was what he was good at.

That, and he didn’t know if this new order had as strict a policy about relationships as the old order did. And he didn’t want to risk anything.

breena shrugged. “ we’re on the edge of dark space , “ she explained. “ who knows what’s out there. it’s a big galaxy. i’m sure there will be use for explorers. “ she personally had only ever ventured off batuu maybe once or twice. not that she minded. she loved the outpost , her home , and her friends. she could stay forever and be perfectly happy. she knew not everyone was that way , though. she got the feeling that kehel was one of those people who loved to travel the stars. certainly there would be an opportunity for him to do so once again.

breena walked into savi’s that morning the same as she always did - cup of caf in hand, saber hidden on her hip, and a renewed optimism that today would be better than the day before. she went through her rounds, turning on the lights, putting things in their place. when she headed to the back room, she felt a presence she didn’t recognize. she stiffened slightly, approaching the person with care. “ um.. hi, “ she said, setting her cup down on the counter next to her. “ can i.. help you? “ // starter for @kehel-hadden

damn. he was from the time of the pre-clone wars republic. it was a lot of history to go through but she’d try and do her best. she was something of a jedi history buff so hopefully she could piece it together. “ okay, i’ll start from the beginning. there was a war between the separatist droid army and the republic’s clone army. the separatist wanted to , well.. separate from the democracy of the republic. but really they were being manipulated by the sith. there was an order and most all of the jedi were wiped out. very few survived. once that happened, the empire rose and ruled for decades. the rebel alliance defeated them and a new republic came around. but it wasn’t very strong because people still loyal to the empire were able to form the first order. they’ve been in charge a while now. “

Separatists. Yikes, that sounds like a lot, and a droid army? How would you even manage something of that size. And… The Jedi were wiped out??

“If I wasn’t already sitting down, I think I’d need to sit down…” he mumbled as he tried to process that. That the Order, as sprawling and chaotic and messy as it was, it was home. It was his people. The idea that anything could just… wipe it off the map felt somehow so monumental for him that he found it hard to process.

Then a never ending chain of failing attempts at a new government followed in its footfalls. He definitely needed a drink.

“But… you’re a padawan, that means we’ve come back, somehow.” he said, trying to find the positive in all of this.

breena smiled and nodded her head. “ yeah i know. it’s a lot. “ honestly her heart ached for the jedi order of old. was it perfect? stars no. but she always felt so close to them and their legacy. so knowing how tragic their history was made her ache. it was the same feeling she felt when she learned all about the mandalorian’s history. two legacies rested on her shoulders and she felt the weight of them often.

“ yes we have. in recent years. the force has been bringing people back to life. jedi including, so we’ve rebuilt a new order. “

Reyna stumbled out of the woods with confusion and an uneasiness. The last thing she remembered was getting shot down and saying her last muttered comm words to Wedge. It was painful, it was fiery and she really just hoped that someone had taken care of R9 and her armor. The flight suit hadn’t been forgiving to wearing them both and as much as she felt safer in it, it was occasionally difficult to work in. Fuck, all of this sucked so much.

When she came upon an camp with people running around and shouting orders, she figured nothing had changed. They were still at war, ships still needed to be fixed. First order of business: find who’s in charge. Stopping someone running by and asking for Leia, they pointed toward a tent on the far side of camp. With some hesitance as she tried to find her footing she wandered over, pushing the tent flap aside and seeing her friend in what she could only assume was a pre-death hallucination. Something to ease her dying mind.

“General Organa, I’m ready to work.” She said looking over at the woman with a smile.

@ofpilotisms // leia!!

leia laughed some, but didn’t say anything. she had lived long enough to outlive some of her dearest friends - cassian, reyna, shara ; the list could go on and on. not to mention the years spent away from han and her children. she had felt plenty of loneliness in her life. but that was in the past, and she had to live in the present. she could at least be grateful to the force that a lot of her friends were brought back as well, so she wasn’t quite so alone anymore.

“ of course, “ she said with a smile before leading the way out of the tent. “ once you get settled in, i’m sure anyone would be happy to take you into town. it’s not that far of a walk to the outpost. “

“That’s good, hey at least we set up some place that has a town we can go to for supplies and not complete barren wastelands.” She said with a slight nudge, trying to keep the joking air around her. Truth was, as much as all Reyna knew was this fight, she also wasn’t completely certain about getting back into the fray so immediately.

“Have the ships changed much? I should probably know how much I’m gonna have to brush up on before I actually allow myself to work on any of them.” She asked, just to change the topic from her spiraling brain.

leia chuckled softly at the memory of the rebellion days, specifically of their time on hoth. “ yes, batuu has been a nice place for a home base. we’ve been able to say for a while , it’s starting to feel like home. “

“ there’s been some upgrades. i’m sure any of the pilots would be happy to give you a look under the hood. “ flying was never leia’s thing. It was han’s and luke’s by far. “ you take all the time you need. whatever it is you need, just ask, “ she added with a smile. their resources were spare but she’d do what she could for her old friend.

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