Rey Skywalker (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
thatwaslucky) wrote2020-02-19 07:07 am
thatwaslucky) wrote2020-02-19 07:07 am
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The Millennium Falcon- Wednesday
Rey had a routine. It could change from day to day depending on where she was and whether she needed to work on anything specific, but she worked on something every day. And, unless it was Tuesday and she had a standing yoga date, she started with that and attempting meditation. She used to think she wasn't any good at the latter, but maybe she just hadn't found what worked for her. Rose had gotten a hold of a translator program for the Jedi texts, which meant Rey could get through them faster, which meant when she found things like new meditation techniques, she was more serious about trying them.
She sat in the middle of the deck in her quarters, closing her eyes and focusing. She still didn't feel great at this, but there weren't any distractions here, and she could draw on the relative quiet, on things like the low mechanical hum of the ship that had become such a comfortable background noise that she only heard it anymore when she tried.
But instead of finding that center she'd been expecting, there was that sudden, shocking absence of everything except one person, that feeling like she'd touched a live wire that she'd both missed and dreaded feeling again.
Rey looked into the unmasked face of Kylo Ren, not sure where he was or what he was doing, and he looked back at her, his expression unreadable. She couldn't tell if he started this or she tapped into something she didn't mean to, but while she was sure she looked as stunned as she felt, he looked at her as if he was saying of course you're here.
In a moment of half-panic, Rey slammed the connection shut, and she was alone again in her room and inside her own head, breathing heavily like she'd just run a mile. She scrambled back to her feet, like she didn't trust that she'd actually closed it and expected him to show up again, but he didn't. She had no idea how long she waited for something to happen again, but there was nothing else. Just her.
At the same time it was a relief that the option was there, and she was just going to try to bury the hell out of that feeling.
Right. So. Meditation was out this morning. Maybe she should skip the routine today and see if there was some big, intensive, detail-oriented project to do instead.
[NFB, NFI, I've been looking forward to this for like six months.]
She sat in the middle of the deck in her quarters, closing her eyes and focusing. She still didn't feel great at this, but there weren't any distractions here, and she could draw on the relative quiet, on things like the low mechanical hum of the ship that had become such a comfortable background noise that she only heard it anymore when she tried.
But instead of finding that center she'd been expecting, there was that sudden, shocking absence of everything except one person, that feeling like she'd touched a live wire that she'd both missed and dreaded feeling again.
Rey looked into the unmasked face of Kylo Ren, not sure where he was or what he was doing, and he looked back at her, his expression unreadable. She couldn't tell if he started this or she tapped into something she didn't mean to, but while she was sure she looked as stunned as she felt, he looked at her as if he was saying of course you're here.
In a moment of half-panic, Rey slammed the connection shut, and she was alone again in her room and inside her own head, breathing heavily like she'd just run a mile. She scrambled back to her feet, like she didn't trust that she'd actually closed it and expected him to show up again, but he didn't. She had no idea how long she waited for something to happen again, but there was nothing else. Just her.
At the same time it was a relief that the option was there, and she was just going to try to bury the hell out of that feeling.
Right. So. Meditation was out this morning. Maybe she should skip the routine today and see if there was some big, intensive, detail-oriented project to do instead.
[NFB, NFI, I've been looking forward to this for like six months.]