Rey Skywalker

Anakin had suggested working up the Danger Shop to show her a Jedi temple, and she showed up so, so excited. She'd spent part of her last weekend exploring an ancient, abandoned temple, but it hasn't occurred to her that she'd never asked about seeing a more current one.

For as intimidating as it was trying to piece all these things together to figure out where the Jedi went from here, it was also kind of fun sometimes.

She showed up on time, ready to check it out. Or a minute or two early. Who was counting?

( Rey didn't expect to feel anything about the ways that Pasaana made her think of Jakku. )

[The longest one of these you're gonna get, I'm sorry to anyone who actually reads these. It's better from here, I swear. NFB, NFI, OOC okay. Taken from The Rise of Skywalker by Rae Carson.]

Rey had been restless all morning. She'd woken up too early from strange dreams and hadn't been able to get back to sleep, so she'd given up and headed to the warehouse early. She still felt off and couldn't place why, and she needed to get some of this feeling out. And after a while of running through Form IV and not feeling any better, she stopped and decided to try something. She closed her eyes and began to run through the form again, focusing on what was bothering her rather than trying to make it go away.

It wasn't a surprise when the vision came.

Anoat, covered in garbage, but peaceful. At least this part of it. The domed tent camp that Rey had been to half a dozen times now, suddenly bombarded with fiery red blasts from the sky, tearing the domes apart. Anyone who'd survived that far would be exposed to the poisonous air. Blast fire rained down over the surrounding area for no reason at all except destruction. The pit beast who resided not from from the encampment rose angrily out of the sea of trash, its roaring cut short as the shots hit it too. There wasn't much left to destroy, but the barrage just kept coming…

Rey broke from the vision, breathing heavily and feeling both better and worse all at once. She shut the lightsaber down and even without thinking about it immediately called Leia. And because it was Leia, she kept her cool, praising Rey for getting a better handle on this than she'd had on Ryloth. They had somewhere else to go, they just had to get packed up and moved in time, which gave Rey an idea.

She was going back, of course. There was no question about that. So she took a minute to look into portals, and then pulled up her contacts and sent a group text:

Headed home for an emergency, need to move bases. If you can spare a few days to help, meet me at the causeway in two hours.


[Text went to those who know who they are, and open for any responses !]

It'd been a while since Rey had had a really busy week, and of course this one has involved thwarting the First Order and a party planet birthday, so she hadn't really had a chance to do the thing she'd been dying to do since Thursday.

So she was spending her Friday night sitting on the floor of her still-empty apartment, carefully taking Luke's lightsaber apart, because honestly, it was time to do some work.


[Establishy.]