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Rey Skywalker ([personal profile] thatwaslucky) wrote2022-04-01 08:59 am

Ajan Kloss- Friday

Rey wasn't prone to illness and was careful enough to avoid anything but minor injuries, and in any case, she was used to taking care of both things herself. Therefore it turned out to be immensely strange and frustrating in the aftermath of something actually scary happening to her.

It had been a simple enough rescue mission, and Rey had taken a First Order ship to try and get them off the heels of the Falcon, which had worked really well until the eventual crash landing. Apparently head injuries freaked everybody out, and she'd had to be seen by medics and even though she was going to be just fine, everyone kept fussing over her. As far as she was concerned, she was monitoring things and off training for a bit, but she was mostly just banged up and embarrassed about it, and this was only the first day of having to deal with it all.

(In their defense it had been a worse crash than she was admitting to herself and head injuries tended to look horrible so watching her was probably a good idea.)

Normally she'd be touched at how much this seemed to mean that people cared, but really she just needed time to herself without anyone checking on her. She chose to escape to the nook overlooking the ships where she'd made up her little workshop, where she could just sit and go through the texts for a while. No one really tended to bug her here.

Unless you were a little spherical droid who had somehow managed to roll up there, and who rolled back and forth, questioningly.

"I was hoping to be alone," Rey told him.

BB-8 beeped a query.

"If you're quiet," she allowed, and he quickly rolled up to hang out next to her.


[Mostly establishy, but if anyone's actually calling or texting this week you can do that too!]