it is AHEAD.

closed rey.

[braenn-r]

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   gothamsfuture.

  TAP, TAP, TAP. the penguin made his way into the abandoned MESS, his cane tapping loudly along the way. he stopped in his tracks to scan the area before hearing a voice in the distance. “i’m not LOOKING for anything, you idiot! i was told to search all of these      THINGS.” oswald said, referring to the many ships that had crashed into gotham. “you know, just MAYOR duties.” he added with a smug grin. “now where are you?! don’t you touch anything else!” oswald called out, hobbling his way over towards the voice.

❛❛   You won't find anything here.   ❜❜

                                                    THE  STRANGER'S  DEMANDS   and  persistence  to  discover  her  amidst  the  wreckage  only  strengthens  the  wariness  lodged  in  the  pit  of  her  gut.   by  instinct,  a  gloved  hand  seeks  her  goggles,  extinguishing  the  feeble  light  as  she  advances  towards  the  source  of  the  voice,  careful  to  remain  out  of  sight.   what  soon  befalls  her  vision  is  utter  unfamiliarity   (   of  course                                       she  cannot  expect  to  recognize  anyone  in  such  unknown,  miserable  lands   ),   which  prompts  her  to  stay  silent.   perhaps  he  will  leave   . . .   eventually.

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   gthmcry.

Laurel hadn’t exactly been hiding, more…keeping out of sight. She was curious about the shuttle and couldn’t help but take a look for herself, despite all the warnings people had given her. A flick of darkness across her vision caused the blonde to tuck herself back into the wreckage not to far away, a convenient old wing stood up on end hiding the Canary from sight.  After what seemed like forever the figure spoke, a female voice, making Laurel frown and take a step forward, trying to hear what they were saying until her foot caught on rubble, knocking it and herself to the ground.

                                                    ALTHOUGH  SHE  ANTICIPATES  A  LACK  OF  RESPONSE   (   she  could  empathize,  after  all                              her  most  earliest  memories  of  jakku  were  enough  to  realize  the  utter  worthlessness  of  speaking  when  salvaging  parts  of  any  worth  were  involved   ),   she  certainly  does  not  expect  the  crash  and  clatter  of  nearby  rubble,  exposing  a woman  of  blatant  unfamiliarity  in  its  wake.   she  cannot  prevent  the  wariness  that  heightens  its  grip  upon  her  mind  then,  tugging  and  pulling  at  her  limbs  with  whispers  of  alertness.   staff  in  hand,  she  approaches  with  caution.

❛❛   Who are you?   ❜❜

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   rebelliovsprincess.

     As much as Leia despised to think, or even admit it to herself, she was completely lost. Unable to find Luke, Han, or even Chewie. Not even Artoo or Threepio. She had to find her way alone; at least she had a blaster with her in case she needed to defend herself. She was walking through what seemed like crashed ships, none of which were operational at all. Her steps came to a halt as she saw a figure near one of the ships. She wasn’t so alone after all. 

      ❝ Whatever it is you’re trying to find, there’s nothing of use. ❞

                                                    A  VOICE  RINGS  IN  HER  EARS,  partially  muffled  and  partially   . . .   familiar,  almost.   it  resonates  in  her  being  as  though  it  were  a  long  lost  comfort,  temporarily  forgotten  amidst  the  chaos  she  unwillingly  finds  herself  in.

❛❛   You never know what will be of use until you see it for yourself.   ❜❜   like  a  mantra,  it’s  the  very  logic  that  once  kept  her  from  surrendering  to  harsh  conditions,  to  persevering  even  in  the  most  minuscule  of  discoveries.   she  of  all  knew  this  far  too  well                                         the  many  lonely  nights  of  jakku  proved  difficult,  and  some  of  the  few  luxuries  she  could  salvage  were  discovered  because  of  it.

still,  she  cannot  push  away  the  nagging  thought  in  the  back  of  her  mind,  beckoning  her  to  turn  and  face  the  source  of  such familiarity.   what  greets  her  dirtied  vision  is  nothing  short  of  shock.

❛❛   . . .   General?   ❜❜   hands  grasp  at  the  goggles  obscuring  her  vision,  removing  them  whilst  hastily  pulling  at  her scarf.   is  that  really  you?

[hecticmelancholy]

Rey is a resilient survivor, a scavenger toughened by a lifetime of dealing with the cutthroats of the harsh desert world of Jakku.

[daryshkart]

Rey & daffodils. Continuation of my portrait series - Leia and Luke

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   acurseupongotham.

  jerome raised a brow. “what are ya’ DOIN’ anyway? explorin’ one of those fallen ships for FUN?” he asked, but of course, the other could probably ask him the same question. he had his reasons, though. the ginger thought it could be a pretty COOL place to bring people to; rough them up a little bit. who wouldn’t want to die in a spaceship, anyway? 

                  It  strikes  her  as  peculiar  by  the  way  he  replies,  which  she  reacts  only  by  turning  to  face  him.   through  dirtied  goggles,  she  can  make  out  ill-defined  flickers  of  unfamiliarity,  a  different  face  amidst  the  numerous  of  others  she  has  previously  seen.   “ I'm  looking  for  parts,  but  it  seems  like  someone  got  to  them  before  I  could. ”   her  tone  is  low,  a  blanket  of  curiosity  with  overall  suspicion  laced  within  it.   “ And  why  are  YOU  here?   You  don't  strike  me  as  the  type  to  scavenge. ”

[dailyrey]

New Star Wars: The Force Awakens deleted scene featuring Rey, Unkar Plutt and Chewbacca

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   shansctele.

     Ah, a fellow offworlder it seemed. It was a small comfort to know she didn’t find herself alone in such bizarre predicament. Both lacked the knowledge to discern their location. 

     There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.

     She remembered the second line of the mantra of the Jedi code. Even in this confusing, dark time the code brought her a sense of peace and strength. As her head turned to looked at the young woman, she felt it. Yes, this girl was touched by the force. But did she know it? It remained to be seen.

     ❝ No Jedi is capable of this destruction. We’re guardians of peace, we protect all life forms.❞ Satele shook her head, her ancestor Revan had done much damage when he turned to the dark side but not like this. ❝ I’ve seen it. Prosperous planets turned into mud and ruins after being levelled down, or those ravaged by the darkness. But this… This feels different. ❞

                  At  the  mention  of  jedi,  something  clicks  into  place.   compared  to  the  final  piece  of  a  once  incomplete  puzzle,  the  woman  that  stands  alongside  her  is  alike  to  her  in  the  sense  of  one  crucial  aspect:  the  force.   how  mysterious.   it  works  in  ways  such  a  naive  mind  cannot  fully  comprehend  yet,  though  she  often  discovers  solace  through  it.   for  she  is  always  accustomed  to  being  alone,  isolated  in  a  vast  galaxy   .   .   .   its  existence  is  familiarity  in  the  form  of  an  unexpected  companion.

  “ You’re  a  Jedi,  aren't  you? ”   it  leaves  her  lips  before  she  can  reconsider,  curiosity  glimmering in  hazel  eyes.   “ I  thought  they  were all  killed               ”   except  for  one.   the  one  she  was  destined  to  train  with,  a  faint  aspiration  shattered  amidst  the  horrid  instant  she  arrived  unexpectedly  on  this  unknown  planet.

  “ It  doesn’t  feel  right. ”   it's  not  the  darkness  she  has  felt.   instead,  it's  suffocating,  constricting  at  the  base  of  her  throat  in  a  partially  familiar  way   (   just  like  that  night,  in  a  way,  when  she  almost  lost  herself  within  the  darkness'  cruel,  eager  hands                         never  to  be  set  free.   she  inwardly  shivers  at the  mere  thought  of  it   ).   “ Is  there  a  way  to  stop  this? ”   to  prevent  it  from  becoming  even  more  dire?

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   ofsololegacy.

     “ REY? ” jacen asked with an expression of both disbelief and shock, her presence was a blessing at this point. he had no one for these first set of days, he was on his own, a scared, lonely boy trying to figure out this whole collision mess. not even his family, his mother, his brother or sister. it was torture, especially so soon after his father’s death.

     a tender, warm smile involuntarily emerges on to the boy’s lips as he fully recognized her. it was definitely rey. he immediately shot himself at the other, wrapping his arms around her in an affectionate hug. he needed that. to know that this was real. that she was here with him and it wasn’t some kind of dream which taunted him, showed him what he would never see again. he closed his eyes as he melted into the embrace, his head resting into her shoulder, a bit shorter than he was, and his smile grew larger. 

     “ i missed you so much. ”

                  Initially  surreal   (   a  faraway  dream,  almost,  like  past  memories  of  beaming  ambitions   ),  it  is  an  accustomed  familiarity  that  overwhelms  her  with  undeniable  warmth  in  her  heart  and  unparalleled  disbelief               with relief gradually overshadowing it               in  her  eyes.   jacen.   it  really,  truly  is  him.   glistening  in  the  sheen  of  astonishment,  she  immediately  returns  the  thoughtful  gesture,  hands  grasping  the  fabric  against  his  back,  a  smile  graciously  finding  its  way  to  grateful  lips.

“ You're  here  too               ”   no  longer  alone.   she  isn't  alone  anymore.   not  again.   not  like  before,  where  her  only  comfort  was  a  distant  hope  that  was  never  going  to  be  fulfilled.

“ I  thought  I  would  never  see  you  again. ”

[withfirststeps-blog]

                  It  hardly  takes  much  effort  to  navigate  through  an  abandoned  shuttle,   spoiled  and  demolished  amongst  already  copious  amounts  of  prior  wreckage.   in  a  way   (   as  twisted  as  it  may  be,  but  old  habits  die  hard,  don't  they?   ),   she  finds  prosperity  in  retreating  to  past  routine  so  easily.   the  scavenger  within  her,  once  dormant  in  sanguine  veins,  rouses  to  the  light  once  again.

  “ There's  nothing  left  here, ”   there  is  the  slightest  inkling  of  a  drawing  presence  nearby,  and  instinct  is  what  pulls  her  towards  caution,  a  familiar  wariness.

[yocalio]

        These                 a r e            your                   first         s t e p s       

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   elemxntalhuman.

“I can’t do this anymore! I can’t be their pawn! Th-they wan’t me to kill someone; I can’t do that…”

She should have kept to herself and not be drawn to the alarm that seems to plague him.  should, should, should.  a concept that she can never fully embrace nor follow through, no matter the circumstances and overall gut feeling that always advised otherwise.   “ ‘ They ’ ?  Who is ‘ they ’ ? ”

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   agamottos.

 shaking  hands  weren’t  TREMBLING  because  of  the  current  situation  he  warped  himself into  /  no  /  he  WASN’T  responsible  for  such  a  careless  procedure  CURATED  by  a  world  class  moron.  ❝  i  died.  ❞  he  stated,  DRAMATIC  as  he  could  convey.  ❝  nearly  over  fifteen  hundred  times  making  a  deal  with  a  GIANT  fluorescent  turd  in  the  middle  of  another  DIMENSION  for  someone  to  fuck  up   MILLIONS  of  timelines.  ❞ / 

                              ❝  AND  i  had  to  deal  with  STARK’S  ugly  ass  tower  now  i gotta  deal  with  this  equally  as  hideous  WAYNE  TOWER.  /  ugggh  /  all  my  life  i  had  to FIGHT.  ❞

It does not take much for wandering eyes   (   gazing  in  wonderment  ,  seeking  all  that  can  be  seen   )   to fixate upon a rather peculiar being.  he speaks                 was it directed towards her?  most likely not, but she finds herself listening intently anyway, struck with a multitude of words she's never heard of.  dimension?  timelines?  it ultimately brings forth the most purest sense of befuddlement, soon to be overshadowed the instant her lips part.

“ What do you mean?  Do you know who did this? ”   is there a way to go back?

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   irxnlad.

     nate landed in the middle of the chaos, in his armor, turning to the nearest face, who looked as if they knew what the hell was going on. “ HEY! can you tell me what’s even going on right now? ” another shake under his feet, like an earthquake.

She feels the wrath of fate tremble beneath her feet before fully comprehending just what is occurring.  why is the ground shaking?  she's heard   (   witnessed   ,   even   ,   though such were a faraway memory she'd much rather forget   )   of disasters that are practically routine   (   the Sinking Fields of Jakku venture to mind   ),   but nothing of such great magnitude.

this planet is becoming more and more odd by the second and it certainly doesn't help matters when she is approached by a rather unusual man, donned and obscured in some sort of strange metal.  it leaves her cautious.  with the subtle shake of her head in utmost denial,

“ I've never seen anything like it.  Has this planet always been like this? ”

[withfirststeps-blog]

∘   *   ★   ∘   。 ★   shansctele.

     Where were Masters Kiwiiks, Syo, Orgus, Jaric, Tol, Oric and Yuon? Surely Satele could not be the only one that had been transported to this foreign seemingly war torn planet. It reminded her of Taris, a once prosperous city-planet destroyed by the Sith. But there was something different, the atmosphere reminded her more of Korriban; the way the homeworld of the Sith species looked from space.

     At least everyone seemed to speak Basic, though that didn’t change the fact that she’s an offworlder. Stranded in a solar system unknown to her, and her current location on the planet resonated with darkness the most. But there’s hope, there’s always hope for change even in the darkest of times.

     ❝ What is this strange place? ❞ She asked, to no one in particular, suddenly overwhelmed by feelings.   

She is indisputably wary, a veil of mistrust placed upon a once pristine, undiluted perspective.  muddled in the arrival of unknown lands, she cannot prevent the way her lips part in utter awe.  dismal, grim.  has it always been like this?

at the very least, she is not the only one to witness the suspicion and melancholy that seems to radiate in acknowledgement.

“ I wish I knew.  Strange seems to be the best way to describe it. ”   she eyes the other with newfound curiosity, discovering an oddly familiar feeling, overwhelmingly present at the mere sight of her.   “ I've never seen so much destruction before. ”

[withfirststeps-blog]

hi hello i'm summer and i'm super pumped to be writing in this group as well as finally take rey up as a muse b/c this has been a long time comin' ( i love her so much i weep ). i've been on and off around tumblr for a few years and seeing this group really helped revive the desire to do things on here again. anyway, here's some things concerning my interpretation of rey                  

i will use material from both the movie and the novel adaptation ( still need to read a few more things that focus around her, though, and that will hopefully happen soon ).

as for rey herself: she's a young girl that has had to live her whole life waiting for family that wasn't coming back ( she always remained hopeful, even if deep down she knew otherwise ). the harsh conditions of jakku ( the planet she was sent to for currently unknown reasons ) hardened her into a resourceful and adaptable young woman.

tbh i plan on expanding a lot more on her characteristics/everything in general in my dossier page, which should be written soon!

should also mention that rey is aware of her force-sensitivity but has not been able to refine and train with luke.