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Poe Dameron: 

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[alongtimeago]

“I got you!” ~ Poe Dameron Xtakemyleadx

Send “I got you” to have your muse save mine from a fall.

"No you don't have to!"

Eight exclaimed, as the impact, not to mention the fact that he was a lot heavier than he looked.. Knocked them both to the ground. For a moment he was motionless, as his luminous blue eyes flickered until they steadied once more. He grimaced, before realising he was sprawled on top of her. He was quick to move away, sitting on his knees next to her.

"Sorry.. Are you okay?"

He asked her somewhat sheepishly as he met her gaze.

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Send me ♢ for a quote that reminds me of our muses

“What's a war for, if not to hold on to what we love?” ~ Linda Voss, Movie Shining Through 

Selfless love is always costly; fear can't afford it, pride doesn't understand it and friends (and lovers) never forget it. .. Bob Goff

Everything has changed and I am more me than I have ever been- Iain Thomas

Without a hint of hesitance, I replied: “I’d lay down my life to keep you safe.” Rp musings 

[alongtimeago]

“ i won’t let anyone hurt you. (the child from xtakemyleadx)

protective prompts

PROTECTING

Now that was a relief. Because he couldn't speak yet, the Child moved closer to wrap his little arms around one of her legs instead. His way of saying thank you.

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~Open to all~ 

Quivering porcelain fingers fold rather indelicately over the pilot’s chest and her rapid pace falters into ambling steps. “GO!” She authoritatively urges. Dameron would only slow the progress of the group. “Go on without me.” The second statement is more insistent than the first. She knows that removing the hand would reveal a ghastly injury and so she doesn’t dare allow a breath of distance to exist between it and the fresh wound.

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@without-an-alibi​ continued from X

“No. No. No! No!” Dameron uttered repetitively. The loss of her x-wing had been bad enough. The loss of Eight would be unimaginable. Poe couldn’t fathom having to move on without him. A sheen of silver glitters off her pools of burnt-sienna.

“You gotta stay with me, buddy.” She patiently murmurs, pulling him tightly into her arms. She’d fight off the whole First Order singlehandedly, steal another Tie fighter- hell, Poe would still TEN Tie fighters if only she could remedy this.  Its been a while since she had to fiddle with a human-astromech because Eight had been so good about self-maintenance.

“I’m working on a plan.” She vows. She does not care if they were captured. There was NO way in the galaxies she’d abandon him. Not now or ever. He was her closest companion. Her co-pilot. Her everything.

The pilot knows she can’t carry him without arousing suspicion but she hoists the bulk of his weight anyways. “We’re going to get out of here. Starting now.”

Dameron knows she is asking the seemingly impossible of him but still, she asks. “Why don’t you talk to me. Tell me which systems are failing.” Maybe if she knew exactly where the damage was she could salvage his systems. Or as many of them as possible.  

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You got room in the resistance for 1 more

Paloma’s eyes of burnt-sienna were focused diligently upon the lit console before her. The numbers weren’t good, the experienced pilot knows. A sinking feeling threatens to vanquish the otherwise resilient flame of hope. 

Upon hearing the question, the pilot spun around. A smile, though it starts off small grows upon her lips. Her gaze effortlessly softens. “Can’t say we’d turn anyone away at the moment.” Galaxies, the pilot does hope that her own reply didn’t seem too desperate. Desperation oft birthed mistakes, mistakes are not something the Resistance needed to see more of.

“What brings you to the Resistance?” Dameron questions diplomatically. The weight of the decision settling upon both of her shoulders. 

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Kes & Little Poe:

@protectxthem continued from X

She was always happy when the war had let up long enough for her parents visits home. “Two days feels like an eternity,” young Poe grumbles albeit begrudgingly. It was hard having parents engaged in the affairs of the Rebellion. After all, it would mean flight lessons would be put on hold-again. Her eyes flicker closed as he bestows her forehead with a kiss.

In these trying times, Dameron could not be selfish. She must share the ones she loves in the hopes of sparing millions of others the horrors of the Empire.

She throws her arms about his sturdy figure, clinging to him as if, she may never see him again. One never could be too certain. “Is it gonna be dangerous? Can I go with you?” Comes her eager inquiries.