text | a long string of numbers and digits

[volitaunt]

01101100 01101111 01100011 01100001 01110100 01101001 01101111 01101110 00100000 01110010 01100101 01110001 01110101 01100101 01110011 01110100 00100000 01110000 01101111 01100101 00100000 01100100 01100001 01101101 01100101 01110010 01101111 01101110 00100000 01110000 01110010 01101001 01101111 01110010 01101001 01110100 01111001 00100000 01101101 01100001 01111000 01101001 01101101 01110101 01101101 00100000 01110000 01101100 01100101

[ Translation: location request poe dameron priority maximum please ]

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[volitaunt]

It's a numerical language. [ That's the best way he can describe it, at least.

Poe pauses at the question. He hasn't encountered anyone who doesn't think gun when he says something like that, and he didn't even know what a gun was until this place. They're downright primitive. To have her assume archer-- ]

No. I'm a starfighter pilot. [ Best to get the terminology out there, see how she reacts.

BB-8 whistles, wriggling in place, and Poe smiles down at him. ] Bee is my flight partner.

[jelmazmo]

Using but two characters. How do they form words? ( Can any language be more difficult to learn than Dothraki? If this is, she's up for the challenge.

And then she's tilting her head, something familiar to be found in that term. )

You mean one of those ships that sails through the stars beyond this place? I've heard a little of those from a young woman I met.

( Dany glances down, smiling faintly at the whistle. )

His good cheer must make maintaining morale a simpler task. He assists you, as well?

[volitaunt]

Each individual set of numbers is one letter. What BB-8 speaks is compressed binary, a kind of shorthand for the ones and zeroes.

[ Probably. That's probably how it works. I'm not from a galaxy far far away I have no actual idea. ]

Yeah. Unfortunately, we don't seem to have any of those here. Not ones that can get very far, anyway. [ He's curious which young woman she means--Rey, maybe?--but it feels rude to ask.

It feels rude, but Poe is Poe. ] Was her name Rey, by any chance? [ Poe grins down at BB-8. ] Yeah. He keeps me flying straight, brings me home safe. Huh buddy?

[ BB-8's "yep!" is, as ever, easy to translate. ]

[jelmazmo]

I see. In less than a year, I learned to speak Dothraki fluently; if you would teach me, I would aim to be as successful.

( Of course, Poe has no idea who the Dothraki people are, or how difficult their language is for many. )

A pity. I would see those stars, and admire their beauty. And whatever worlds and peoples exist out there.

( Since she's technically out there anyway in being so far away from Westeros. His question has her nodding her head, expression softer. )

Yes. So you both are from the same—what did she call it: galaxy? 'System'? ( Need to brush up a bit on the lingo there, Dany. )

I know how that is. Drogon does that for me; one of my dragons.

[volitaunt]

Like I said, I'm glad to try--if you can't do it, it'll probably be more my teaching than your ability.

[ Poe likes her, he decides. She's ambitious, which he can appreciate, even if ambition has never been one of his own particular qualities. ]

I wish you could. They're worth the trip. Rey and me are from the same galaxy. Different systems. Galaxy's the whole thing; a system is a group of planets and moons.

[ It's a rough explanation, but it'll do for the time being, unless she has questions. BESIDES, SHE JUST SAID SOMETHING WAY MORE INTERESTING THAN THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN GALAXIES AND SYSTEMS. ]

Dragon? You fly on a dragon.

[jelmazmo]

How does a system differ from a galaxy? It would be very bright out there, I'd think, with so many stars.

( Just one! Which given when and where she's from might be impressive. His reaction to what she's said causes her to smile, genuine and warm. )

I fly on a dragon. How large are your ships? Drogon dwarfed those meant to ply the sea.