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[flightforfreedom]

You've reached Poe Dameron. I'm off flying something or trying not to get killed, so go ahead and leave a message and I'll get back to you eventually.

 

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audio;

[reexamined]

Poe Dameron, I should apologize to you.

video, because that's how he rolls

[flightforfreedom]

Hey, Kay. You alright? [He looks more worried than anything else.]

[freedomflighter]

What did you do to the house droid?

[flightforfreedom]

You mean XS-Celsor? Absolutely nothing. We just talked. He's pretty intelligent, for an Earth Droid.

[audio]

[candor1]

[Live starting here]

I have contact. Meeting possible imposter at following coordinates. Leaving this channel open transmitting only so you can listen in. Keeping myself shielded, promise not to let myself get hurt this time. But not going to let it vanish.

[flightforfreedom]

[He doesn't reply. Instead, he instructs his Comm (saying "hey, buddy, could you--" to send Cassian a blip on his own communicator, that just says 'recieved'. He's already grabbing his rug and heading outside and into the air - just in case he's needed.]

[text]

[candor1]

just sent copy of timeline project to princess
wouldnt harass you again for additions except no surprise hux holding out on me re 34 ABY
has told me enough - repeatedly - to try to torture me
not going to give him the satisfaction - but do want to know
can you...?

[ Attachment: imPort history of galac_ashla ]

video.

[flightforfreedom]

[Damn. It wasn't that he was reluctant to give the information - well, in a way, he was - so much as that he knew that giving it would only increase Hux's power over the others from his galaxy rather than lessen it. Confirm the worst. Great. So it was a while (and a drink later) before he replied, doing it over video rather than text, because he tried to write it down succinctly and it felt too morbid.]

Yeah. I'll answer what I can. [He is looking grimmer than Cassian has likely ever seen him.]

Short story is that 34 ABY, the First Order opened hostilities against the New Republic by firing its super weapon Starkiller upon the seat of the New Republic government in the Hosnian system. One shot, five planets destroyed instantly. The Republic fleet was also destroyed. The Resistance struck a counter blow and destroyed the Starkiller, but not until after billions of people died, all because the Republic wouldn't believe us that the First Order was an actual threat.

[onlydoubts]

[ after this ]

So it's my turn to tell you... I ran into Hux again. He didn't hurt me this time but I, uh... he started on his usual remarks and I might've snapped and broken his nose.

[ That last part is said in a bit of a rush. A little in shock, perhaps? ]

Nobody else knows yet. Don't think they'll be too pleased, either way.

[flightforfreedom]

[There's a pause, where Poe is taking in the infomation, and then he tries not to grin and fails miserably.]

You broke his nose? That's... [Awesome.]

You alright? I can't imagine he took that very well.

Not Here; (After Bela's Murder)

[dreadinquisitor]

[The light, as seemingly ever, was on in Maxwell's room, just down the row. He sees the shadow pass, and has just enough time to parse the familiar shape, but not to call out his usual friendly greeting, before Poe was disappearing in a rush.

He doesn't mean to pry, but can't help but puzzle over it lightly as the night whiles on.

Later, when he learns, his heart will sink even as his disgust rises, and when Poe eventually returns there will be a small package waiting, braced in Poe's open window.

It's a box of tea, to warm and relax, as much as one can ever hope in such times.]

text

[h2no]

i was gonna bitch to you about how i had to explain to a 20 something year old abt how to get stuff up his butt but i sent it to the biggest prude ever who also has a fire spouting camel
i thought you'd find this funny

[flightforfreedom]

Okay that sounds hilarious please go back to the beginning

20 hours post nightmare house

[reexamined]

Are you there, Poe?

Re: 20 hours post nightmare house

[flightforfreedom]

[The answer isn't immediate, but arrives about ten minutes later.]

Yeah, I'm here.

You alright, bud?

[He knows it's a stupid question as soon as he types it, so almost immediately after follows:]

Where are you?

text

[shadowglitter]

Hey, you big nerd!
I'm back from being ported out. Thanks for noticing I was gone, but from the ashes, I rise!
I've got some answers for you re: the texts you sent me.
A: You're still cleaning the droid because it's dirrrrrrrty. Teeheehee.
B: Something funny to tell you before you die - my friend has a talking sword and I have a rainbow sword and the talking sword is in love with the rainbow one? That's not funny so much as it is cool.
C: WAY TO WORRY ABOUT ME WAY TO BE IN LOVE WITH ME WAY TO LIKE ME WAY TO THINK I'M YOUR FRIEND WAY TO BE INTO ME WAY TO WANT ME AS A BUDDY WAY TO THINK I'M COOL AHAHAHAHAHAHA

[flightforfreedom]

Glad you're back safe and sound, bud, had me worried for a minute there.

A: It's not HIM it's his ROOM because FORCE apparently droids collect a lot of really random shit. [Definitely not telling Odin about the porn mags.]

B: That - is insane, what really? Do they talk? Like not how my power makes everything talk but on their own, normally, to everyone.

C: :P glad to have you back buddy

after the haunted house

[onlydoubts]

[ this comes fairly shortly after the conclusion of the haunted house. less than a day. ]

Poe? Poe, are you there?

Re: after the haunted house

[flightforfreedom]

Yeah. Yeah - I'm here, buddy.

[He looks harrowed, but there are no scars or traces of what happened in the house.]

You okay?

[aberranthubris]

[ An invitation arrives in post unfortunately Poe is in space, but Chuck wasn't really thinking that far. SO YOU'VE BEEN INVITED. ]

text.

[flightforfreedom]

Hey, Charles!

Not totally sure what Thanksgiving is but I unfortunately won't be making it. I'll be in orbit. ;)

pre-space text;

[bespin]

So I hear you're shipping off soon.

Re: pre-space text;

[flightforfreedom]

Damn right. And not a minute too soon.

If my squad back home called me space crazy there, they would call me planet crazy now.

text (before spaaaace)

[cleptes]

I've got a bottle of whiskey and nothing better to do...so fancy a nightcap?

text

[flightforfreedom]

[It had been a while since he and Bela had hooked up - she had landed a little too far into his 'cares about' zone to be something he felt he should initiate, but--

Well.

That didn't mean he was going to say no, if she did.

So there was about a ten minute delay as he considered it, and then finally texted her.]

Yeah.

Yeah, I could definitely go for a night cap.

Your place, or the shop?

text;

[vanto]

Hey.
It was nice seeing you at the bar the other night.

text;

[flightforfreedom]

Hey, buddy, yeah, it was really good to see you.

Sorry if I acted weird - lost a bunch of my memories, only just starting to regain my bearings a bit better now.

How you holding up?

Text

[reexamined]

Poe.

Re: Text

[flightforfreedom]

[He's trying to pretend he's sleeping. But the long breath that he lets out through his nose when his communicator vibrates at his side is enough evidence that he's not. He doesn't pick it up, though. Instead, he mentally accesses the network, finding incoming messages, and... ah.]

i'm going to take a wild guess and assume you saw that

[If only droids slept...]

text;

[bespin]

Kid, as the person on this planet who was closest to your parents, I feel like I have a responsibility to ask you what in the hell you think you're doing up there?

Re: text;

[flightforfreedom]

[Oh good now he's just picturing his parents crossing their arms and glaring at him. They would have really liked Odin, too.

Aw, fuck.]

dishonouring their memory probably

text

[h2no]

yo
probably don't need to bring up what prompted this
anyway
i'll get you a drink when you're home, yeah?
try to resist the temptation to fly into the sun until then

[flightforfreedom]

[It's so kind - especially knowing how close Archie and Odin are - that Poe can't reply for a while because he is pretty sure he doesn't deserve it. But after a bit:]

thanks, archie




is he okay? [This was the problem with texting with his mind. He had a much harder time not just sending everything he wanted to. So he immediately regretted that.]

sorry. stupid question.

voice;

[kanyounot]

Hey, Poe.

[ He's not actually going to say anything about the - all of it. Just - ]

When you get back, if you need a listening ear, I've got a good one. [ Plus, he kind of owes you for watching his back during the memory thing. ]

Have you ever thought about trying meditation?

Re: voice;

[flightforfreedom]

[He automatically goes to reply in text - the only answer he could keep private - but only realised after he sent the first text that... Kanan couldn't read it. Great. He sighed.]

I'm not known for being able to sit still well.

text. backdated to earlier in november sometime.

[littlemissfutility]

hi it's beth
did you put the granola bar outside my door?????

[flightforfreedom]

Yeah, didn't know what flavour you liked so I just got all of them.

Couldn't find those bars that have the jam filling in them. They are a lot better.

text.

[functusofficio]

What on the moons of Naboo do you think you're doing?

Is this all for televised drama, as people think? Because whether it's for drama or it's your unfiltered actions, the damage you are doing seems quite real.

I thought you understood what it feels like for someone to love another. At least enough to be kinder in your actions.

text.

[flightforfreedom]

[ho boy.

He doesn't even have anything to really defend himself with so instead he just says:]

hi padme

https://i.imgur.com/C3UVs50.png

[shadowglitter]

[ tucked away in the pod poe's been sleeping in is this mixtape. it's wrapped up in a piece of paper, which when unfolded, turns out to be a note.

so yeah, enjoy this poor decision. hey? don't get crushed on by odin dark. Don't

side a:
i'm gonna be - sleeping at last
la vie en rose - daniela andrade
un-thinkable - city and colour
in my veins - andrew belle

side b:
harder to say - RY X
another love - tom odell
102 - matt healy
i want to know your plans - say anything ]

there are going to be a lot of these so LET ME FINISH

[flightforfreedom]

[He doesn't play the tape immediately. Instead he opens the note, reading it over, aware that a decent camera shot could easily pick up the text, but he can't really help but read it over a couple of times. As if he could convince himself that listening to this was a good idea, and not a really fucking bad one.

He sighed, and put it on.

Fuck, he wished he had headphones--

Oh, thank fuck. He could just play it through his comm right into his head. A little more of an intense way to listen to a mixtape, as it would play directly into his brain, at least he didn't have to share it with a few fucking billion people.

He was too sober for this.]

text; mixtape central i guess

[reexamined]

I have made my own mixtape for you as well. I have opted to refrain from adding some of my favorite sounds on this, as they consist of at least five minutes of static with slight popping sounds. I've been told these aren't sounds humans particularly like.

Anyway, here.



For Poe

let's do this. don't bother replying till i'm dooonnne

[flightforfreedom]

I'd be interested to hear them

I wonder if I would hear the voices of the machines in the recording? That would be... Okay now i don't think i want to hear it in case it's 20 minutes of static and a vacuum muttering about death in the background

okay let's do this

text - sometime after the breakup

[onlydoubts]

Is space getting to your head after being grounded so long?

[ ...hello Poe. He hadn't watched the whole thing, but social media had been a buzz about it. ]

I'd ask if you were alright, but. Do you want to talk?

[flightforfreedom]

[Just groaning heavily.]

This isn't a ship, Bodhi. It's a box. It's a fucking box that for thirty seconds I thought was going to actually feel like being in a cockpit again.

Instead i can't even take a shit without two million people dissecting why i'm taking so damn long in the toilet

sorry

this place is getting to me

i'm fine. [Convincing, Poe...]

r u sick of me yet

[shadowglitter]

Hey! Hey man. What's up?

[ Good start. Fuck. Odin's outside, under the stars, anchored against the shuttle in the same spot where he-- where it happened. He's crouched in place, breathing hard. He came out here to be away from prying eyes from inside the station, and he knew - of all the places on the shuttle Poe would avoid, this would probably be the most likely safe zone.

Plus - this is where Odin comes, when he's a glutton for punishment. When after spending a day avoiding Poe or laughing with him like things haven't changed, he needs to hide away somewhere private so he can review the version of the show beamed down to earth. This is where he goes when he opens his phone and watches the latest episode and zooms in on Poe's reaction to something he did, or something he said, and he hates himself a little more.

This is where he goes to watch Poe text someone else. This is where he reads into every expression he makes, wishing he could see the conversation.

He didn't watch much, today, but his oxygen tank is almost empty from how long it took for him to get the nerve to reach out. ]

Um, so,
I know this is kind of a ridiculously early thing to worry about,
But,

I've pre-signed myself on to a lot of interviews for after the show? And like, talk show appearances and stuff.
I just kinda put my name on any piece of paper they put in front of me, so... yeah.
I don't even know what I've gotten myself into, for the most part? I've probably got an agent to direct me or whatever.
Oh! No, wait. The cover of that magazine thing I won. That's something I know for sure I'm gonna do. Remember that? I dunno if you're getting one of those either, but--
Anyway.

I know they're going to ask about, like, the stupid stuff that happened, when they interview me.
The, between us stuff.
So do you want me try and say, like, "no comment, yo!", or do you want me to be all, like, "yeah we're buddies and it's all good now and I'm totally gonna be the best man at his wedding!", or like,
Anything else?
Because, like,
I don't want to say the wrong thing and get people on your back.
Also,

I'm kind of a doofus? Odin Dark, He of the Infinite Jests, Wicked Tornado of Mayhem and Mischief, they call me.
So,
I need some time to prepare, and get my tactic right, or I'm gonna fuck it up.
I would've asked later, but,
If I don't start practicing now I'm gonna mess it up.

impossible

[flightforfreedom]

[He doesn't reply right away - mostly because he was in the sonic shower trying to get rid of the burrito in his stubble - but even then he takes a while to think about it first.]

it's alright, it's a good question

i think i'm going to bail on my interviews

don't worry about what you say about it. they're going to twist it anyway, and i can handle whatever they come up with.

i'm not going to tell you to not be yourself. that's up to you.

fair warning, though, everyone in the industry is a pack of vipers

so if you need any of them off your back, let me know



i have connections

text.

[littlemissfutility]

i heard they aren't broadcasting your show anymore
are you okay????

[littlemissfutility]

[After a few hours:]

poe??????