001; video; UN: wingingit

[volitaunt]

[ Here's a Poe, fussing with the communicator he doesn't realize he already turned on, trying to get the setup the way he wants it. For an ace flyer and mechanic he's kind of an idiot sometimes.

A lot of times.

BB-8 rolls into the room behind him, which just looks like any barracks room in the dusty spaces they've apparently been given. The droid looks at the communicator, then looks at Poe and whistles in a way that manages to communicate resigned amusement. ]

Hang on, bud, I'm--what do you mean it's on already?

[ Poe peers at the thing, then turns his head away and swears inventively in several nonhuman languages before he looks back at it. ]

Of course, why not. [ He finally gives up trying to fuck with it and plops down on the nearest bed.

Deep inhale, soft exhale, just do this, stay calm and do this. ]

Hey, so, I've had a couple of false starts already, thinking I recognized people and them being different versions of themselves and... all of that. Different universes. Gets kind of confusing but less surprising after a while. [ He licks his lips, his attempted calm dissolving into something that veers close to panic for those who know him well, then he drags in a breath again and bites his lip until he's calmer. ] Right. Anyone here familiar with places named Hadriel or Riverview?

[ More quietly: ] And if... if anyone's seen a person named Finn, or one named John Sheppard, could you let me know?

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video; un: a.hux

[therewillbeorder]

[So far he hadn't seen anyone familiar but then there is Poe. Of course, it's Poe. It's just his luck that it seems Poe had followed him from Hadriel.

He doesn't look excited to see Poe, giving the screen an exasperated look. Why couldn't Poe be lost between universes or something?]

Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise.

[volitaunt]

[ Poe's hackles: immediately up. ]

Kriffing fantastic. Why you.

[therewillbeorder]

I didn't exactly choose to be here either. I would be more than happy to go an eternity without having to see you again.

Video; UN: Spides

[itsnotaonesie]

[Upon realizing that he totally recognizes THIS GUY, Peter snatches up his communicator, starts recording, and then immediately fumbles said communicator when he walks directly into a door frame. Don't ask him why his spider sense didn't warn him about that door frame, okay. Just enjoy this great view of the dusty floor while Peter swears in the background for a couple seconds. Eventually he does come on screen, looking every bit as flustered as he sounds.]

Poe!? Oh my God, dude! Where are you?

[volitaunt]

[ Poe lights up when he hears that swearing, hopes up in spite of himself, because that voice is very familiar.

Then Peter is on the screen, and Peter recognizes him, and there's a surge of relief that he's not starting over, that he has someone who knows him, even if it's selfish to be so glad that someone is stuck in this spooky place. ]

Barracks. I can meet you wherever. [ He's already on his feet, the picture jostling as BB-8 rolls in and then out of view. ] That bar? The one with the tequila guy. Though I guess that's the only one that even functions--how many bars does a place need, anyway?

[itsnotaonesie]

[Peter is literally sprinting dude he is GOING.]

I don't even know how many bars there are here, but that works, I'll meet you at the bar.

[He's going to be super into that little robot buddy of Poe's later but right now he's got Places To Be.]

text; @ GOSUCKADICK

[substances]

oh oh i know hadriel
i think we talked once???

the username gets a raised eyebrow BUT WHATEVER MANNNN

[volitaunt]

no shit? lots of hadriel people here.

[ For a certain value of 'lots'. ]

look he is who he is

[substances]

ya
klaus hargreeves
we were in the jungle together i think

ive run into a few

Video @Pratt

[theweakhavepurpose]

Hey!

Oh man, there's a shit ton of us here aren't there? Guess the Door didn't work the way it was supposed to.

[volitaunt]

Hey! Yeah, I'm starting to think portals don't operate the way their users say they do, like, ever. How're you doing? How'd you fare in the last fight? I didn't get to see you before I left.

[ Before he left. To go home. Again. With Finn. Before he ended up here, alone. ]

...Who else is there, that you've seen? I know about Peter and Hux and there's a guy named Klaus I hadn't talked to that much.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I uh... Died.

But it's okay, cuz it was protecting the little robot that uploaded the thing to kill them all. So I feel kinda like I helped? Like my death had a purpose.

Which one is Hux? And I think I might know who Klaus is. Man that Door thing is busted as shit.

Peter? Aw man, I mean thats cool for us, but sucks for him.

video; UN: drake

[nonscriptum]

[ He's spent a lot of his time thus far wandering.

It feels empty, as desolate as the planet this place is settled on, as remote as that island out in the Indian Ocean. Alone again, like Hadriel. Thrive in Anchor, sure, in the hollowed out ruins of a place that only looks like a more futuristic version of Ubar, deposited in the desert, surrounded by nothing.

Nate keeps the communicator on but recognizes no one, isn't sure he can try reaching out again and starting over. Then he catches Hadriel. He almost drops the comm unit in his haste to answer, pieces fitting together faster than he can parse them. ]

Poe?!

[volitaunt]

Nate!

[ He lights up, almost dropping his own communicator as he stands. ]

Where are you? I mean, here, you're here, obvious, sorry about that, but where?

[nonscriptum]

Uh.

[ Good question. Nate leans out one of those expansive balconies that tier upward to ground level, frowning at the sprawling number above him. He started working his way down once he realized the local fauna were volatile and hasn't made any efforts toward going back. ]

Somewhere in the middle? I see a sign that says, um. "Intimacy Lounge." So I guess we have a strip club but no clean clothes.

audio; un: finn

[bythehand]

[ It was gonna be video in kind, but then he'd have to think about cameras and being visible and everything like that. Finn's not of a mood to think about that. And since this is the first real mood that's been rattled out of him today, he's not arguing with himself on it. No time for video when he has friend-hunting to do. Those are the rules.

He has to take a minute to be relieved before he scrambles to answer. Poe, and Poe remembering everything, is so much better than what Finn "pragmatist" Starwars was resigning himself to. Also BB-8??? There's nothing bad about this moment, he can feel bad everyone is stuck in this garbage party together later. ]

Where are you? Exactly? I know you're in the barracks, but-

[ All barracks is the same. It's stupid. He can only dramatically burst through so many doors before he runs out of steam. ]

video et cet

[volitaunt]

[ Poe freezes when he hears that voice. His brain stops working, right then and there, coherent thought gumming up and sticking around one simple fact.

That's Finn's voice. That's-- ]

Finn?

I'm... [ He looks back at BB-8, then at the communicator, then closes his eyes to try and sort himself out. He'd thought for sure, this time, he was alone. He'd thought...

He clears his throat. Then clears it again, because whatever's gumming up his thoughts sure is making it hard to talk. ] I'll come out in the hall, or out front, out on the breezeway, wherever--wherever. Just name a place and I'm there.

[bythehand]

[ It's fine. Finn will use his turn with the brain cell as wisely as possible. Because everything's not okay until he has, personally, seen Poe Dameron in person again for himself.

Well.

As okay as anything can be in the circumstances.

He feels-- alert. Better. Like some edge that got dulled down by waking up to the confirmation of his low expectations, the dragging emotional exhaustion of doing this all over again, it's sharpened back out that easily.

The promise of not being alone has always gone a long way for Finn. This hasn't changed. ]

I can meet you outside the mess hall. It shouldn't be far from you. You know where that is? Can you get there? You looked okay, are you okay?

[ NO CHILL WE VIBRATE ON HIGH FREQUENCIES LIKE MEN ]

video; @maverick

[deploy]

[John's alive and kicking. Literally. He was busting down a door just a couple seconds ago.

For a man who was blown into smithereens a couple days ago, he's still in one piece, and only a little greyer for the experience. John knows he didn't survive, which must mean he was revived by one of the gods.

He's had one thought in his head since waking up here.

Please, god, or gods, whoever the hell is up there, don't let me be the only one.]

Hey. You found BB-8. The pilot-droid reunion tour is back on the road.

[volitaunt]

[ He'd hoped. He'd told himself the best had to have happened, that John deserved that much, that John, if he was gone, had to be back in Atlantis.

It was better than admitting he believed something else entirely. It was so, so much easier than admitting to himself that all he had were the facts. John died, and vanished.

John died, and he didn't come back.

So hey, Sheppard. Poe is just looking at you like his world just ended, or just restarted, or maybe a little bit of both. ]

[deploy]

[John looks right back at him.

They're both alive, somehow. Both here. In the same place. Again.

If that isn't some kind of sign, a cosmic slap in the face to pay attention to what's right in front of him, instead of worrying about some far off future, John doesn't know what is.

The corner of his mouth quirks up. Something like a smile, though happiness isn't the word for what he's feeling right now. It's so much more complicated than that.]

Didn't think you could get rid of me that easy, did ya?

voice: @kylo.ren

[forcer]

[ He could feel the presence of the others, knew that people he knows were here without actually seeing them, but he's still caught off guard when he sees Poe's face and hears his voice... And caught even more off guard when he mentions Hadriel.

The only upside is at least they're on the same page, no more unnecessary introductions, no need to forcefully take memories like he had to do in Hadriel. Poe is still one of the last people Kylo wants to see, the other two being the girl and the traitor. Their time spent in Hadriel together wasn't exactly what one would consider friendly... In fact, it was the furthest thing from it.

What shocks Kylo, however, is the presence of that fucking droid. ]

You have the droid.

[ How did he get the fucking droid?? ]

[volitaunt]

[ Of course. Hux, now Kylo Ren. There's something inevitable about it. Poe hates the fact that he's glad to be at a safe distance. He's glad to have a barrier between himself and the First Order's monster.

He's also not delusional enough to think the distance will last. ]

So that means either you're from my past and are still looking for him, or you're from Hadriel.

[ He leans back, one hand going protectively to BB-8's dome. ] Yes, I have my droid.

video; un: acri

[deadlycurves]

I don't know either of those places, personally, but one of my brothers mentioned the first one. It's weird, the way people are who they are, without being the one you knew. [Like Ben and Klaus, being definitely Ben and Klaus, but equally surely not the ones he'd been with for nearly two months back in Nonah, either.] You've dealt with that kind of thing a lot, I take it? [He asks, a curious look on his face. Because honestly? Guy sure sounds like he's just really used to that fact.]

[volitaunt]

Yeah. [ Poe rubs his face, groaning a little. ] Somehow it gets less weird after the second or third time. Not less disappointing, starting from square one, but less weird. You're new to the whole world hopping thing I take it.