Rey Skywalker (
thatwaslucky) wrote2022-08-31 05:01 am
Ajan Kloss- Wednesday
Weirdly, Rey felt more in shock today than she did yesterday. Yesterday had been so much, after straight days of constant so much, and things had still felt raw and surreal. She had to have a couple rough conversations that had taken it out of her. She, Poe and Finn had ended up sharing the same cabin on the Falcon overnight, with the door to Chewie's first mate quarters open, like they were all a little worried about not having a sense of where they all were for too long.
Today Rey felt better rested, but things were odd in a new way. People were packing up and leaving now. For about a year and a half her time, Rey had considered this place, these people, like a home, and so many of them were going back to real ones now. It was like losing more people on top of losing so many people already.
And the absence of Leia was striking. People looked to Poe for leadership, but they still usually defaulted to Leia. She knew how to do everything. She would know what to do next. She always had answers. But she wasn't here to tell them. Others would look like they were about to bring her up, or go looking for her, and then they remembered, and it hit them again. Rey wondered if she would be able to reach out, to talk to her, but she couldn't bring herself to do it yet.
She'd tried reaching out to Ben this morning. Had a little breakdown when she got nothing. All that time she spent shutting him out and…
Rey was determined not to have any more breakdowns today. Maybe tomorrow, but not today. There were things to do, and she was putting herself to work, finding people to help pack up or load things or take down equipment and tamping down the urge to beg them not to go. That was healthy.
[Open for calls, texts, and anyone who may have stayed overnight!]
Today Rey felt better rested, but things were odd in a new way. People were packing up and leaving now. For about a year and a half her time, Rey had considered this place, these people, like a home, and so many of them were going back to real ones now. It was like losing more people on top of losing so many people already.
And the absence of Leia was striking. People looked to Poe for leadership, but they still usually defaulted to Leia. She knew how to do everything. She would know what to do next. She always had answers. But she wasn't here to tell them. Others would look like they were about to bring her up, or go looking for her, and then they remembered, and it hit them again. Rey wondered if she would be able to reach out, to talk to her, but she couldn't bring herself to do it yet.
She'd tried reaching out to Ben this morning. Had a little breakdown when she got nothing. All that time she spent shutting him out and…
Rey was determined not to have any more breakdowns today. Maybe tomorrow, but not today. There were things to do, and she was putting herself to work, finding people to help pack up or load things or take down equipment and tamping down the urge to beg them not to go. That was healthy.
[Open for calls, texts, and anyone who may have stayed overnight!]

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Remember when she thought she'd be in Fandom like on Saturday? Good times.
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'Here' being space, and frankly, she'd gotten here as fast as she could once the call had gone out, anyway. But still. Annie knew, from very recent experience, that the public cry for help probably came after a lot of intense personal shit.
So have a hug, Rey.
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Was it because she'd freaked out and run off from her friends like a paranoid weirdo having a crisis? Yes it was!
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There had been so much happening, but Annie was very sure she had not seen Rey on space horseback, or spotted her lightsaber with the others.
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She frowned a little as she pulled back, clearly choosing her words carefully. "What do you need?"
'Are you okay' was a stupid, stupid question. And she also didn't know if Rey would want to talk about what had happened.
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Sometimes taking a break with a little candy helped, even if it was just a little break and chocolate didn't actually fix anything.
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She also probably hadn't been great about eating, she realized.
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"Want the Almond Joy, or the Snickers?" she offered, reaching into the little crossbody she was wearing. (Look at the concession she'd made of keeping Snickers on her person, just for people who weirdly didn't like Charleston Chews and such like she did.)
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"So you look okay," she offered carefully, in a tone that suggested that she knew appearances were not everything. "You weren't hurt?"
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Like, she had an in-law-to-be who could talk to ghosts, and if Fandom had taught her anything, it was that death wasn't always permanent.
But it also had to be a hell of a thing to know you had died.
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Only it was somehow more complicated than that, and there had been spirits of dead Jedi, some that she knew other versions of... Really there was no way to explain it all succinctly.
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Crisis of faith or not, Annie one hundred percent believed Rey would have gone to whatever Heaven was for Jedi.
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She'd been to (or, you know, distantly attended from a distance) two other friends' funerals this month; she was very grateful, in hindsight, that she wouldn't be attending a third.
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Days ago she wouldn't have expected that to be as upsetting as it was. Now it felt crushing.
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"...that seems different from the last time we talked about him," she noted softly. "He figured himself out a little?"
Also, what was up with all these sacrificial Bens?
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"He turned back. Sometime between me almost killing him and then," she said. "I don't know why. He came to Exegol to help me."
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"He had the thing I needed to get to Exegol, so he knew where I was going." He'd probably assumed she took his ship straight there. He might have gotten there thinking it was already too late. "He and I were always Complicated."
Could you hear the capital letter?
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