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( video - un: blacksquadron ) all the stars are laying at our feet
[ the video clicks on to a soft beep that ends in a worried trill, the sound mechanical and still managing to seem hushed. for a moment, the camera swings around, then it steadies, showing poe dameron in workout gear, hands and ankles taped, pummeling a punching bag. it's clear he knows what he's doing. it's equally clear that he's unhappy about something.
poe is clearly unaware of the video; this is bb-8's way of trying to get poe some company and comfort. there's a series of beeps that indicates as much, to anyone who understands binary.
eventually, poe stops, steadying the bag (and himself) and then glances at bb-8 -- and the comms device bb-8 is still pointing at him. poe runs a hand through his hair. ]
What're you doing that for, BB?
[ another series of noises from bb, i'm worried and maybe you shouldn't be alone right now. poe shakes his head, crossing the distance to bb-8 and holds out a hand. ] I'm all right, buddy. Give that here.
[ when bb-8 does, the video cuts off. ]
poe is clearly unaware of the video; this is bb-8's way of trying to get poe some company and comfort. there's a series of beeps that indicates as much, to anyone who understands binary.
eventually, poe stops, steadying the bag (and himself) and then glances at bb-8 -- and the comms device bb-8 is still pointing at him. poe runs a hand through his hair. ]
What're you doing that for, BB?
[ another series of noises from bb, i'm worried and maybe you shouldn't be alone right now. poe shakes his head, crossing the distance to bb-8 and holds out a hand. ] I'm all right, buddy. Give that here.
[ when bb-8 does, the video cuts off. ]
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[ it's always been easier for her with strangers. if they never manage to meet her lowest expectations, it's no loss and no disappointment in the end. the meddling little robot probably means well, even if he'd rather be punching something right now.]
He seems worried about you.
[ a pause.]
It's a he, right?
[ it's a robot, that's really all she's taken away from it so far.]
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[ talking about bb-8 is definitely easier than talking about anything else right now, and poe starts unwrapping the bandages around his hands while talking to emma. he's done for the night, he can admit that much, too. ]
His name's BB-8 and he's an astromech droid.
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What's your relationship to him?
[ partner, keeper, or the other way around? normally she'd think Poe's the one in charge, but her first introduction to BB-8 is pretty telling.]
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We're friends.
[ a whistle from bb-8 off-screen confirms this. ] Little fella's saved my life more times than I care to remember.
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[ she smirks at bb-8's response, because yeah - the little droid who understands everything is new, but so is everything else in this world.]
How long have the two of you been awake?
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[ you guess? whistles bb-8, (mock-)affronted. ]
A bit over five months now, I think. Though BB-8 got stuck in quarantine first. And you?
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[ kinda sucks if he's been up the whole time waiting for his person. she can't think of much worse.]
I'm one of the new recruits they sent all of you out to assist.
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[ poe still reaches out to pat bb-8 affectionately, the camera wobbling for a moment before he steadies it again. ]
Right. How are you settling in?
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[ waiting for her family out in the open like this is already starting to wear on her. she might've been concerned for BB-8 for a minute there.]
It's been all right.
[ he'll know how to take it, considering how this conversation started.]
I've heard a lot of you had it worse.
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[ with no lasting damage as far as poe can tell, and he's checked. ]
The first landing on the planet was a bit rough.
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[ at least in taking care of his friend.]
How rough is rough?
[ is it 'we made the best of it' or 'things were broken, people died'?]
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[ people didn't die, but people got hurt. ]
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[ it sounds like it could have been worse.]
Does all of this feel real to you now?
[ she thinks it might take her more than a few months to grasp all of this as a permanent home.]
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[ so that had been fun. he lifts his shoulders in a shrug, not indifference so much as trying to shake things off. ]
Too real.
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[ as far as she's concerned, spiders being spiders is bad enough.]
I just keep waiting to find out this is some kind of curse, or that they lied and our home worlds are still out there.
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[ besides -- ] We've all seen the Storm. I don't think there's mass illusion that crosses worlds.
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[ her family remembers the curse that swept up the Enchanted Forest, too. it's easier to be in denial when she holds this up against previous experience.]
I have a hard time believing - [ well, that's what she's back to, isn't it? she has a hard time believing.] I think for me, it's going to take time.
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[ it's hard, believing something you so desperately want not to be true. ]
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[ she's taken enough of his time, especially when he didn't ask for the interruption to begin with.]
Next time you might want to go a little easier on the punching bag.
[ if for no other reason, then to keep BB-8 from stepping in.]
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he smiles. ]
Yeah, I think I'm going to regret this one in the morning.
[ a beat. ] I'm Poe, by the way. Poe Dameron. If you ever have questions about the place, hit me up.
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[ it seems like all she ever has are questions about this place, but she's tried to keep the asking to a minimum.]
I'm Emma Swan. It was... nice, meeting the two of you. Take care of yourselves.
[ because she's pretty sure the droid is still listening, and seeing what she has, she wouldn't want him to feel left out. she has a feeling when Henry wakes up, he'll think he's the coolest part of this place.
she smiles, maybe a little for that, but also for Poe's kindness, and ends the video there.]