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I have nothing quequed anymore and still 20 drafts. Hopefully I will be able to answer them next week because I’m busy this weekend. But at least I’m a little bit more active here again.
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It was later that night when Ben found himself standing outside of Poe’s quarters. He wasn’t sure if he was going to go through with but he finally made up his mind and here he was. Ben had knew poe since he was a kid and he would be Leying if said he never thought about poe in this way because damn the man really was something else. Raising his fist he sucked in a deep breath before knocking on the door.
It had been a long day and an even longer night should come. His rituals for getting ready for bed were interrupted by knocking on his door. Tired did he answer and looked confused into Ben’s face before a grin creeped on his lips. “I didn’t counted with you anymore. Come in.”
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Things weren’t going well for Armitage Hux. Due to some misunderstanding, some unfortunate accident, the Order turned on him. Where he once was a powerful General, he was demoted, ignored, and all but cast aside after all he’d sacrificed. A core of pain, of sorrow, drove him to switch sides. He knew their secrets. He could give them to the Resistance, and watch the whole thing crumble.
“I’m – I was the General, their commanding military officer,” he practically spat back, that fire still burning inside, “I know more than you’d think. I didn’t just march in here, I went through – Through hell to get out to this base.”
He sighed, almost growling.
“I imagine it would work out better than trying to live a civilian life.”
Poe snorted amused. “Oh, I would love to hear about the hell you went through.”, he teased, knowing he would enjoy stories about Hux’s suffering. Right now he was far away from feeling sorry for the ginger head. He could be glad that Poe was still respected from most of the remaining resistance so no one would dare to attack Hux while he were present, but after everything that happened, most people here felt nothing but burning hatred for the former general. It wouldn’t be easy to maintain Hux safe. “We will see how it works out. But for now you better stick only to General Leia and me.”
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“That’s me, yeah,” A blush colors her cheeks as she tried to recover herself. Everyone in the Resistance knows Poe Dameron. Rose has even helped with the upkeep on his X-wing a few times. It makes perfect sense that he and Finn know each other. Heroes, apparently, stick together. “I guess you’re doing the right thing but I really hate to go back to the medbay already…”
“Ya, I guess it’s pretty boring there but you can’t just walk around and pass out randomly.”, he sympathizes with her suffering as he lead her back to sick bay. He had been trapped there more than once already and know how boring it could get when everyone were too busy to visit you. “I promise to come bye as soon as possible and tell Finn to do the same. Deal?”
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The other man’s voice was familiar, too, although he wouldn’t say it. He couldn’t quite place where he’d heard it before. He paused for a moment, pressing the cigarette between his lips as he thought.
“One of those voices, I guess,” he said, watching carefully to see if he could glean a flash of recognition in the pilot’s– whatever his name had been– eyes. Surely he hadn’t been recognised quite that easily, not with his hair in his eyes, and afresh crop of stubble clouding up his jaw. All he wanted was a night off. He let Arkanis sink a little deeper into his dialect, leaving behind the voice of Brendol Hux. “Got a light or not..?”
“Yeah. One moment.”, he staved off the stranger before he finally found a lighter in one of the inside pockets of his leather jacket. “Here you go, buddy.” But before the other man could snatch the lighter out of Poe’s hand, he held it further away from the stranger. “How about a fair trade? A cigarette for the man who provides you with fire.”
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Finn sighed softly when the contact broke, even with such slight distance. Honestly, he probably shouldn’t have said anything– Everyone’s automatic response was always “I’m fine,” so why didn’t he follow suit and say the same? “Really, it’s alright,” he insisted, not believing the words as they flew from his lips. Right. “Just been thinking about some stuff. You know, like what happened on Crait and everything… It’s a lot to process.”
Poe looked a bit hurt as he noticed that Finn won’t open up about i. Nevertheless he accepted it and tried to focus on the things Finn was willing to share. “It is a lot indeed. Sometimes even too much and it’s okay to admit that. Finn… you are one of the bravest, strongest people I have met. You survived so much. You will figure out how to handle it. Just know, I’m here for you, if you need help with it. You became one of the most important people in my life after all.”
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‘ poe, you know it’s not what i want, ’ brielle said softly, taking his hands in hers. ‘ i don’t want to leave you. but i want us both to be happy. this won’t be for a long time, just until we have time for each other… ’
He squeezed her hand while looking down at it pitting himself. “I could make time for you now… we don’t have to do this.” It didn’t felt right. Instead it felt like as if he was losing her.
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