#resistancesheir

[ragedagainst]

when poe's ship lands in the hangar bay, jyn stands there waiting, impatiently shifting her weight from one hip to the other. it's been a few weeks since they'd last seen each other ; many of their missions had overlapped with their downtime, causing them to just miss the other's arrival on base with an inopportune departure. now that she has a few days before she ships off again, she intends to see for herself that he's in one piece –– and, she's managed to convince cassian to cook a meal tonight for the occasion ( a win-win, in her books ).

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[hopefulsun]

#starter   call

“Your   abilities   to   amplify   the   force,   do   they   know   about   them?”   It   wasn’t   a   trick   question   or   a   trap,   but   Luke   knew   he   had   a   tendency   to   sound   that   way.   In   truth,   it   was   only   curiosity   with   a   hint   of   concern.   Poe’s   new   friends   had   great   potential,   but   they   needed   to   learn   how   to   use   that   potential   without   Poe’s   influence   -   an   influence   that   Luke   wanted   to   make   sure   @resistancesheir​   still   in   control   of.

Straightening   up   in   his   seat,   Luke’s   lower   back   felt   stiff   and   it   somehow   didn’t   seem   fair   that   the   struggle   of   growing   old   could   exist   side   by   side   with   the   abilities   granted   to   him   by   the   force.   He   thought   about   running   through   Dagobah   with   Master   Yoda   on   his   back,   and   how   far   away   growing   old   had   seemed   then,   his   next   day   never   guaranteed,   and   yet   now   he   was   the   old   teacher.   “Why   don’t   we   meditate   later?”

[greyturned]

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        THERE WERE MANY WHO WONDERED WHY HE KEPT IT.      he’d wondered that himself,    he’d known when he left that the shedding of everything Kylo Ren would be expected of him.      he’s still surprised no one confiscated it from him to burn.      there’d never seemed to be much use in keeping it around,    especially after he started to distance himself from it,    and it went from being an item of security to a nasty reminder,    and a chain holding him back.      now though,    he was sure that they were all glad that the mask had survived.      pretending to be Kylo Ren again was the only way they were going to get the information they needed before the First Order got to it.

        it had surprised him little to learn that the news of his treachery was slow to spread,    it would speak ill of Snoke’s leadership if his best operative and one of his highest ranking underlings had turned to the Resistance.      might’ve even brought more support to the Resistance’s cause.      after Finn’s own desertion as well,    Ben knew that Snoke would want to keep a tight lid on whatever domino effect that might’ve ensued.      it would be used to their advantage,    but Ben knew that they would also have to be careful,    if any tried to contact the First Order about this impromptu visit,    the dangers of this mission would rise exponentially.

        Ben turned to the pilot when he felt his presence join him,    he’d gotten so used to not being so restricted by the visor of his mask that he had to remind himself to turn so he could see.      he wondered how the other felt about the mask,    many had expressed their displeasure over seeing it again,    but Ben hoped that they had begun to see him as more than that.      he wanted to separate himself from that life as much as possible,    wanted to leave it behind so he could move on and try to do some good for once.      perhaps he would be able to start tomorrow.        ❝      is everything ready for our departure?      ❞        this needed to be an in and out mission,    they couldn’t take anything to chance.      Ben clipped the crossguard to his belt and felt around his waist for where he hid Ren’s under his tunic as he spoke to the other.

[gonegalactic]

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          He'd   been   quiet   most   of   the   evening,   muscles   sore   and   mind   working   as   he   went   through   the   motions   of   the   evening.   Eating,   giving   a   laugh   that   was   barely   a   beat   behind   everyone   else,   falling   in   line   behind   Poe   like   he   had   any   idea   what   he   was   going   to   do   with   the   rest   of   his   time.   

          Just   because   he   was   a   bad   stormtrooper   didn't   mean   Finn   had   forgotten   how   to   do   things   by   rote.

          Poe   was...   safe.   The   one   he   went   to   when   he   decided   to   leave   the   First   Order.   Of   course   it   was   Poe   that   he   followed   behind   when   he   was   too   distracted   to   do   anything   else.   But   that   was   earlier   and   this   was   now,   the   fingers   of   one   hand   playing   with   the   cuff   of   the   sleeve   on   the   opposite   side   of   his   jacket.   Poe's   jacket.      

          Sighing   swiftly,   he   reached   out   to   grab   Poe's   arm,   to   drag   him   down   a   different   hallway   even   though   there   was   still   just   as   much   chance   of   someone   walking   by.   It   still   make   him   feel   better.   

          "Do   you   think   I'm   wasting   my   time?"   He   asked   before   staring   at   Poe   expectantly,   forgetting   the   need   to   provide   context.

[foundjarin]

A short thing  ― @resistancesheir​

“Wait,  your  rank  is  what?”  Din  knew  he’d  heard  correctly,  but  he  also  knew  there  had  to  be  a  story  attached  to  that.  Poe  always  was  full  of  surprises,  you’d  think  he  was  used  to  it  by  now,  but  not  quite.

[solesnati]

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        ❝      it  doesn’t  always  have  to  be  you ,    you  know ?      your  shoulders  aren’t  the  only  ones  that  can  bear  the  weight  of  the  world .      ❞        it  was  something  that  should’ve  been  said  to  him  all  those  years  ago ,    throughout  the  majority  of  his  adulthood ,    it  was  a  lesson  he  hadn’t  really  learned  until  it  was  too  late .      Luke  recognized  it  as  a  lesson  this  one  had  yet  to  learn ,    and  the  Jedi  could  only  hope  that  it  didn’t  come  too  late  for  him  as  well .

[buirrarc]

storms don’t happen in space. there’s no ATMOSPHERE, so there’s no storm. that simple. but what they had just flew through din couldn’t describe as anything other than just that. a storm. a rocky enough one that instead of continuing their journey din pulled to the nearest shipyard to patch a few things up.

‘okay, okay, hold on.’ his hands were already full, a salvaged part in one and grogu in the other, but din managed to balance everything into one arm. hand now free, he reached into a small utility pocket on the side of his leg to pull out some dried fruit and hand it to the kid. ‘you little womp rat’ affection coated his words.

he rounded the corner to his ship, masked eyes narrowing at the sight of someone sticking their nose a little too close to the spacecraft. in a few strides he loomed over the crouching figure and addressed him in an even tone, ‘that’s my ship.’ / @resistancesheir​

[gonegalactic]

           @resistancesheir​   asked:   ‘   it’s   fine.   i’ll   take   the   floor.   ’   @   finn   lmaooo

        Considering   Finn's   role   as   a   storm   trooper,   he   was   used   to   unpleasant   situations   and   having   to   do   the   jobs   that   no   one   wanted   to   do.   He   didn't   expect   joining   the   Resistance   to   be   some   glorious   thing   that   meant   champagne   at   every   meeting   and   wearing   fancy   suits,   it   was   just   another   side   in   the   same   war   and   it   wasn't   meant   to   be   pleasant.   If   anything,   it   was   more   poorly   funded,   more   chaotic,   and   that   meant   that   sometimes   living   conditions   were   worse.

        Sharing   a   bed   with   Poe   Dameron   was   only   a   bad   situation   if   you   lacked   self   control.

        "What?   No,   you're   not."   The   argument   came   automatically.   "Come   on,   it's   been   a   long   day   and   we   have   important   things   to   do   in   the   morning,   we   can   both   fit."   

        He   should   have   offered   to   sleep   on   the   floor   first   before   going   directly   to   bed   sharing,   Finn   realized   belatedly.   His   negotiation   skills   still   needed   to   work   when   it   came   to   Poe,   but   at   least   he   tried.