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[volitaunt]

[ It starts with a blank screen and cheerful booping that anyone who has met BB-8 will recognize, with muffled conversation in the background.

BB-8 is working on something. The screen flickers from blackness to brief color, goes dark again, then abruptly displays the following image: ]



[ Yes, it is Poe Dameron, standing nobly above a motif of X-wings, over the word "RESISTANCE" and below the words "WATCHING OVER THE SKIES AND STARS."

The background conversation stops. Poe's voice comes through clearly: ] Bee, what are you--BB-8, take that down right now.

[ Annnnnd the image vanishes. ]

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[fiercestwarrior]

What are you resisting?

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[volitaunt]

[ Somehow, this is the response that takes him by surprise. The jokes, the teasing, all of that he expects. That's why the damn thing was made, after all. A moment of humor shared by desperate people struggling for something side by side.

Quietly: ]

They call themselves the First Order. They're murderers. Monsters. They want to bring the whole galaxy under their control.

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[fiercestwarrior]

[ She's an asgardian, it's going to take a lot for her to think that something is too over the top. ]

Then you are doing a good thing.

[volitaunt]

[ Well good because Star Wars is nothing if not enthusiastically over said barrier. ]

Thank you. We're trying. So far, we're doing pretty good.

[fiercestwarrior]

And you are the leader of this resistance?

[ Because the poster really makes it look like that, my dude. ]

[volitaunt]

[ Startled laughter. ]

Force, no. General Leia Organa, she's our leader.

[fiercestwarrior]

Then why are you so prominent in this picture?

[volitaunt]

That's--a friend made it as a joke.

[ HOW DO YOU SAY 'MY SQUADRONS THINK I'M HOT' WITHOUT MAKING IT SEEM LIKE A BRAG, BECAUSE HONESTLY IT'S EMBARRASSING. ]

[fiercestwarrior]

[ Sif wouldn't consider it a brag if it's the truth. ]

Ah. I cannot say that I understand the nature of the jest.

[volitaunt]

[ WHARGARBLE. ]

My squadron thinks--

[ He scratches his forehead. ]

My squadron thinks more of my looks than I do.

[ WHICH SOUNDS DUMB. ]

They think I'm hot, and I think it's ridiculous.

[fiercestwarrior]

[ S h r u g. ]

You are a handsome man. What is funny about that?

[volitaunt]

[ He scratches his forehead. He has made this even more complicated to explain somehow good job Poe. ]

All right, what if one of your friends made a poster of you staring dramatically off into the distance with an even more dramatic slogan and posted it somewhere all of your friends could see it. In fact they posted it everywhere. Everywhere.

[fiercestwarrior]

You are embarrassed?

[ She's only making a guess here because dramatic posing is kind of the Asgardian default, they don't even know they're doing it, it just happens. ]

[volitaunt]

...Yes.

[fiercestwarrior]

Do not be. It merely provides those who played the joke on you with their desired result.

[volitaunt]

[ He opens his mouth.

Then closes his mouth. ]

...You have a point.

[fiercestwarrior]

Indeed I do. Besides, it is not even an unflattering picture.