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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[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.

[volitaunt]

Yeah, uh. Me too. Protecting Hope's temple with Finn. So... Yeah. I mean, yeah, it had a purpose.

[ Still hard to shake the memories of his gun clicking empty, his stolen Null weaponry breaking, the attackers breaking over him and Finn and the damage they did before things finally, blessedly went dark.

Poe clears his throat. ]

Hux is the red-haired greaseball who would push a baby in front of a star destroyer after taking its candy.

And... yeah. I was glad to see Peter, and then I realized I shouldn't be.

[theweakhavepurpose]

That battle sure didn't go well did it?

I mean we won but...

[at what cost...]

Oh yeah. That guy.

Maybe he'll fall off one of the broken catwalks.

[volitaunt]

Maybe I'll push him.

[ He sounds both very angry and very pleased with the idea.]

[theweakhavepurpose]

If you need an alibi, let me know.

[volitaunt]

Oh, if I kill him, I'm going to tell everyone.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I've talked to him for about twenty minutes and you know, that's fair.

I'll see if I can get the bartender to make you a drink to celebrate.

[volitaunt]

Something without booze. Definitely something without orange juice.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I can probably do something creative with seltzer.

I'm not sure drinking is a good idea anyway. Sorta afraid if I start I'll never stop.