Anyway while I write passed my bedtime, here’s a Finn/Poe snippet
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Poe slowly shook his head and pulled Finn into a hug, burying his face in Finn’s shoulder. Finn froze, hesitating for a moment only to wrap his arms around Poe with almost enough strength to push the air from his lungs. Somehow it managed to feel gentle at the same time, the kind of protective embrace he hadn’t felt in a long time and in the aftermath of Ruin’s violence and cruelty it was exactly what Poe needed.
I find myself on Wookieepedia a lot while writing this thing and so I’ve been exposed to a lot of dumb things in both canon and legends but the section for Devaronian Biology and Appearance nearly made me scream just now.
I see how you put Poe and Holdo against each other, The Last Jedi, but what if, and hear me out here, they were friends instead?
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The First Order being on Naboo made his blood boil. It was offensive in every respect, to the people of Naboo, to the Republic, to his family—he clenched his teeth.
“Relax,” Amilyn murmured.
Poe blinked, looking at her, but she continued observing the site with her binoculars. “You’re tense,” she said.
“I hate that they’re here.”
“So do I.”
“My mother helped save this planet before I was born. She flew with General Organa to stop Sidious from destroying the climate and now they’re here again.”
Amilyn looked at him with recognition in her eyes. “I remember hearing about that. It was a dead man’s switch wasn’t it?”
A vindictive act of revenge in the event of his death—Palpatine had so many of those that the Rebel Alliance had to stamp out before his influence finally died too. Or so they thought.
Poe sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah. They stopped him but here’s the First Order, digging up his secrets, hiding in plain sight—the same evil under a different name and a different Emperor.” He slowly shook his head, a cold, hard feeling tightening his stomach. “Too many people died to make it right again. We can’t just let them come back like all that sacrifice meant nothing.”
Amilyn put a hand on his shoulder, her brows pinched together in sympathy. “I know. Many of those sacrifices were people I knew, I lost my sister to the fighting. I lost my parents to it. We won’t let it be in vain.”
Sometimes he forgot Amilyn was as storied a soldier as Leia, but at that moment the pain and anger in her eyes, and the years of fighting to stop this kind of thing from ever happening again were plainly apparent.
Nodding slowly, Poe put his hand over Amilyn’s. “I know,” he murmured.
Amilyn nodded and pulled back, returning her attention to the site.
A drop of rain hit his ear and Poe wiped it away, glancing at the sky. The lack of stars could have been the floodlights, but it seemed clouds were moving in. That could make it easier to move around without being spotted but it would make the terrain harder to navigate if or when they needed to escape.
He eyed the shuttles on the southern side of the site and nudged Amilyn with his elbow.
“Hey, think we could requisition one of those?”
“Probably,” she said, squinting through her binoculars. “We could try to sabotage the others, but I worry if someone tries to take off before our friends are out.”
“Let’s get over there, at least. We don’t want to be too far away if we need to grab one.”
Amilyn nodded and put her binoculars away. “That’ll put us closer to their droid network control. Those units aren’t smart, they’re basic models for basic tasks, and they’re connected to a master control like the waste processing droids in Theed.”
“Well, wouldn’t it be a shame if these droids malfunctioned too?”
Me, going over ideas for the TLJ rewrite: Huh, I’d really like to involve this character somehow, maybe through a child of theirs b/c they’d be really old by the time this is all happening. But they died in the source material :/
Me: . . .
Me: Wait a minute I’m the writer I have control of this.