Rey Skywalker

While the general vibe of the last day on Anoat had been anxiety, today was relief. They'd gotten away safely, no evidence of their months on the planet left for the First Order to discover. Most of the Resistance members were on the other ship, though Chewie, Leia and Rose stayed on the Falcon. Rey had plotted their course through hyperspace and had put the ship on autopilot, and today was kind of a day to just chill out on a space ship.

There were things to do. There was a lounge area with a dejarik table if you wanted to learn a new game, and another with a mostly empty bar and a sound system that Rey had literally never touched. If you felt like geeking out over tech, someone might put you to work. No, you can't fly the ship. Yes, you can sit there. No, seriously, don't touch anything.


[For le Resistance!]

The good news was that the Falcon was up and running before they got word that the First Order had landed on Batuu and were looking for members of the Resistance.

There'd been a scramble. They actually did have recruits onplanet that they suddenly had to secretly give direction to in order to get them safely to the base on Pacara, and it'd been decided that Rey should be the one to record that message. She'd argued that for about thirty seconds before getting over herself and doing it. (She hadn't even known there was a base on Pacara. Where was Pacara?) And while Rey really didn't want to leave anyone behind- planets helping the Resistance didn't get off easy- the moment she sensed Kylo Ren there, she knew she was more of a liability than anything.

It was the first time they'd been in the same general space in over a year, and there were all sorts of feelings to be had over that, but she'd severed that connection as soon as it had registered and hoped that was enough.

The Falcon took off and left the planet only getting shot at a few times and without too much trouble otherwise, making a couple jumps just to throw the First Order off their trail if they'd been followed. Once they seemed to be clear, Chewie left the cockpit to join BB-8 check on some things.

"Well," Rey said with a sigh, "hopefully that was a positive trip until that last part."


[For the guy!]

Rey had loved Minfar the last time she'd been here. She had not loved getting to the Zixon city. It was a trek through the jungle, sliding down into dark secret tunnels covered in color-changing bioluminescence, and watching for giant things that thought they were food.

But for as long as it was taking her, Summer, Rose and Chewie to get through it, it had been fairly quiet the whole way. Well, mostly. When they got to what looked like a bottomless pit, Chewie was ready to nope right out.

"It's fine," Rey told him. "There's a bridge, and we're almost there."

She pulled her staff loose so that she could tap the bridge, black rock that matched the walls so that it blended in perfectly, but the sound of metal clanking against rock proved that it was there. "I can even go first."


[For Summer!]

Rey had always hated Parents Weekend. She'd been a universe away, unable to get home, but every year she'd hoped that maybe, just maybe, her family would find her here. It was Fandom, anything was possible.

Of course they never did, and Rey didn't have any hope for that anymore.

But. This year, she had people coming for her. She probably should have waited for them at the mixer with everyone else, but she couldn't wait, and watched till she saw the Falcon flying in that she ran over to meet them there. And the second Finn was down the landing ramp, he was getting the biggest hug.

It'd been weeks.


[Mostly for me, but open ifyouve git a reason to be here!]