video; forward dated to 3/28

[starfortress]

[ apparently the star wars kids don't know how to hold onto their devices quite well. but unlike rey, paige drops her device and it turns on once it hits the ground. the camera is crooked but you can see her come in and out of frame, wearing her rebel-issued blue cobalt squadron jumpsuit, soaked to the bone.

she isn't pacing or running, she's dancing. or rather, twirling in the rain. one hand clutches something hanging around her neck, a necklace as she simply laughs and spins in the rain, free arm spread out.

eventually, her smile fades into something more solemn, sad and she sort of just... plops onto the ground, her expression turning pained. her hand tightens its grip on her necklace.

she's not crying now. it's just raining on her face. and as the video finally times out, she buries her face in her hands.]

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video; @wingingit

[volitaunt]

Hey, Paige. [ He knows what her grip on that necklace means. ] You near the residential building?

[starfortress]

[ Well, this is embarrassing. Still, she nods.] Yes. But I'm okay, Poe, honestly.

[volitaunt]

Well that's a lie. Gimme ten minutes.

[ A pause. ]

Where around the residential building are you?

[starfortress]

About 50 meters out.

[volitaunt]

North, south, east, west?

[starfortress]

South.

[volitaunt]

[ Poe walks through the rain, unhurried but soaked. It's warm, steady, reminds him of home. Makes him homesick, if he's honest about it.

At least he has the chance to get out of here, when the time comes.

He finds her sitting there, looks down at her in silence for a second before offering a hand up.

He wishes he was as good at this as John. ]

Let's go for a walk.

[starfortress]

[ She looks more than a little sheepish when he approaches, feeling foolish that she got caught with her guard down, looking vulnerable and homesick. There's nothing wrong with it, of course, it's just that she'd rather be strong for others.

She takes his offered hand, letting him pull her up before she nods at his words.]

Okay.

[volitaunt]

[ Even drenched, Poe's hair fights to curl. He scrubs a hand through it, trying to think. He picks a direction and starts walking, waiting to talk until he knows Paige is following. ]

How're you settling in?