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@poedameronxflyingace continued...
“I should have come with you...”
No one in the Resistance knew what she looked like, after all. She’d made the argument to him that it was a risk worth taking. But he reminded her of Finn, and how easily everything else could give her away to the ex-Trooper; her gait, her height, her voice. And if he discovered who she was, it would shatter the trust he had in Poe. And as for asking him, even to entertain the thought of putting past him the idea of fighting at her side again...
Well, they both knew how that would end.
She wished she could reach for his hand. A rare urge that still disturbed her, at times, but found it more upsetting now that all there was of him was a blue figment she couldn’t touch.
“It’s...cold here...”
With you gone.
Phasma couldn’t recall a time she’d ever felt lonely. And that, too, was uncomfortable to admit, even in the privacy of her own mind.
poedameronxflyingace replied to your post: “kriff order.”
*poe voice* HELL YEAH KRIFF ORDER
YEAH KRIFF ORDER
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Bodhi couldn’t suppress the sigh as Poe took his bloodied hand back out of the engine, but he did manage to keep from saying I told you so. “Right, and you can’t do anything if you cut your fingers up.”
Of course, if you didn’t have any fingers...Bodhi reached his right hand into the mechanism. There weren’t many advantages an artificial limb had over a real one, but smaller fingers and couldn’t get cut or burned happened to be two of them. In a moment, he had the part out and was handing it over. “You know, I always found this kind of thing relaxing. It doesn’t seem like it’s the same for you.”
@poedameronxflyingace hit the 🖤
The satisfaction is plain on his face as his gloved hand cracks against Dameron’s face. The satisfaction grows as he realizes he’s split the pilot’s lip, and a trickle of blood runs down his chin. “Try that again, rebel scum? My name, please, and correctly this time.” He steps to the side, chin lifted high.
poedameronxflyingace replied to your post: ( Me @ myself: make a starter call Also me: But...
((I am so sorry, I only just escaped retail hell last year and I remember the feel))
( We’re so understaffed... I’m basically one man-ing drive thru and if one more person orders a Take 12 through the drive at 8pm I am going to burst into flames and do a kylo ren style machine smash on the latte machine. I’ve never been more dead inside Screech, I need you to kill me to save me from this hell. )
“What are you doing up at this hour?”
She dropped down from the pull-up bar, a fine sheen of sweat clinging to her bare arms and brow. The dreams kept coming back. Nightmares. Memories of her brother haunting her from beyond his grave back on Parnassos.
“Couldn’t sleep. I needed a distraction. What are you doing up?”
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