[ the gears are turning. he doesn't want to impose (especially since kylo ren "sleepovers" have the potential to be a thing) but at the same time ... rey is still a beautiful angel from force heaven and u gotta have a place to live. ]
looking for roommates? 😉
[ the wink is saying "i'm just kidding unless you're taking me seriously in which case..." ]
[ It'd be nice. Then when Finn comes back, they could all stay there together. Rey is writing the Avengers Tower AU fic the not-trio deserves in her head right now. ]
( there's a series of loud bangs on the door, which grow progressively more violent the longer the door goes unanswered. outside, heat practically seething off him in waves, stands kylo ren. )
Open the karking door! ( rey. poe. he doesn't particularly care which.
truthfully, he has no idea if either of them is even there. apparently, the whole city has gone to hoth, peggy and fitz have both disappeared and now an ai is in charge? son of a gundark.
a door opens. a woman with a child balancing on her hip leaning out, mouth open on a request that he keep it down but before she can even get the words out he's barking out a "WHAT" that sets her scurrying. )
[ he takes time out of his restless and angry (5% towards rey, 90% for himself for not actually saying anything about her behavior when he should have and now ??she's gone??) worrying to open the door. yes, he knew it was kylo ren solely from the persistent banging. which is why he stares at him with deadeyes. the eyes that have stayed up late trying to make a (mental) string board of where rey could be and what happened to her. ]
( the banging on the door might have ceased but that's only because he's now pushing around poe and into the apartment. all coiled aggression and decisive movement. he had used the time between his apartment and theirs to run over every scenario, of every argument that could be had when he got there ã…¡ he might have grown used to her silent treatment but that doesn't mean he's ever liked it.
[ the way kylo just barged into his personal space when he was already feeling cagey is doing him no favors. he bristles up, fists clenched on the offensive.
that eliminates one string on his string board, at least. ]
I thought she was with you!
[ her sn hadn't disappeared, she just wasn't responding. and she knew how he felt about kylo ren as a concept so.... maybe they ran away together? that was the working theory. (it wasn't a very good theory.) ]
With me? ( he’s made his way over to her bedroom door, fingers curled around the handle. rather than opening it, he glances back over his shoulder at poe ㅡ takes note of the tense posture, the angry clench of his jaw ㅡ and his brows lift. )
What do you mean "with me"?
(she couldn't be gone. his apartment was scattered with signs of life down to the crumbs in his bed and the ã…¡ surprisingly healthy ã…¡ plant on his windowsill. beyond that, he'd know surely? he'd feel it like a hollow just beneath his breastbone. the hole she would have left in her wake. )
[ like, seriously. better give him permission before he breaks down the door. all his angry yeet determination simpers out, leaving a much less exhilarating tired frustration in its wake. ]
I don't know. Few days? More? [ what is time when you spend half your time overworking and the other half drinking alone being Sad? ] I thought -- her name still comes up, so I didn't think she was gone. Not like Peggy and Fitz. And you were gone, so I thought -- I'd rather her run away with you then wind up in a gutter somewhere.
(a few days? kylo ren pins poe with a withering look, disbelief etching into his features. He hadn’t even considered the rest of it yet ㅡ peggy, fitz and their failed mission shoved to the side in favor of his rising anger and concern. )
Do you know where she could've gone? ( other than to his place, obviously. because otherwise he's going to start down the list of places he knows she might possibly be at and work his way down until he's hammering at the door of every displaced rey has ever mentioned even vaguely. )
his conscience is in there like "you could have been a better friend and/or put more thought into this" but... he didn't. story of his life. he's leaning real hard into that guilt. rey can go back to his mental dexter kill room. ]
If you wanna look for her together...
[ he doesn't want to actually suggest it, so he just lets it hang there. ]
( guilty or not, the fact remains that neither of them seem to have the slightest idea of where rey might be — though if her inbox is still active, it's unlikely that she's vanished like the others have vanished, which means that she's in the city somewhere. if needs be, he can reach out to daisy to try to track it, but for now — fingers twitching with the urge to curl into a fist, to strike out at literally anything withing reach — he gives poe a short, sharp nod. )
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I know the calendar's all wrong.
But I want to put it in Prompto's calendar. :)
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april 3
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been awhile since i had a real birthday party. with all the stuff.
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If we're still here in April, we can celebrate.
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Illya's old place.
It's big. Two bedrooms.
[ And in a nicer part of town than her last one, which Poe had probably at least dropped in on once let's be honest. ]
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[ the gears are turning. he doesn't want to impose (especially since kylo ren "sleepovers" have the potential to be a thing) but at the same time ... rey is still a beautiful angel from force heaven and u gotta have a place to live. ]
looking for roommates? 😉
[ the wink is saying "i'm just kidding unless you're taking me seriously in which case..." ]
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[ It'd be nice. Then when Finn comes back, they could all stay there together. Rey is writing the Avengers Tower AU fic the not-trio deserves in her head right now. ]
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[ he's spends one whole second like "maybe i should sit on this" before immediately nipping it in the bud. ]
is kylo ren gonna be coming around?
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If I invite him.
[ like she had in new tokyo. when poe had made it feel necessary to usher him out. and then she'd slept badly bc she had no heater!!! ]
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what's the story there? between you and him
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[ No story she wants to tell, anyway. Honestly, she wouldn't know where to start. Better to deal with the immediate situation. ]
He's a member of Morningstar, you know. You should get used to being around him.
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11/27 - action ( sometime early evening )
Open the karking door! ( rey. poe. he doesn't particularly care which.
truthfully, he has no idea if either of them is even there. apparently, the whole city has gone to hoth, peggy and fitz have both disappeared and now an ai is in charge? son of a gundark.
a door opens. a woman with a child balancing on her hip leaning out, mouth open on a request that he keep it down but before she can even get the words out he's barking out a "WHAT" that sets her scurrying. )
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What is right.
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he has never enjoyed being ignored. )
Where is she?
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that eliminates one string on his string board, at least. ]
I thought she was with you!
[ her sn hadn't disappeared, she just wasn't responding. and she knew how he felt about kylo ren as a concept so.... maybe they ran away together? that was the working theory. (it wasn't a very good theory.) ]
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What do you mean "with me"?
( she couldn't be gone. his apartment was scattered with signs of life down to the crumbs in his bed and the ã…¡ surprisingly healthy ã…¡ plant on his windowsill. beyond that, he'd know surely? he'd feel it like a hollow just beneath his breastbone. the hole she would have left in her wake. )
When did you see her last?
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[ like, seriously. better give him permission before he breaks down the door. all his angry yeet determination simpers out, leaving a much less exhilarating tired frustration in its wake. ]
I don't know. Few days? More? [ what is time when you spend half your time overworking and the other half drinking alone being Sad? ] I thought -- her name still comes up, so I didn't think she was gone. Not like Peggy and Fitz. And you were gone, so I thought -- I'd rather her run away with you then wind up in a gutter somewhere.
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Do you know where she could've gone? ( other than to his place, obviously. because otherwise he's going to start down the list of places he knows she might possibly be at and work his way down until he's hammering at the door of every displaced rey has ever mentioned even vaguely. )
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[ and that's about it.
his conscience is in there like "you could have been a better friend and/or put more thought into this" but... he didn't. story of his life. he's leaning real hard into that guilt. rey can go back to his mental dexter kill room. ]
If you wanna look for her together...
[ he doesn't want to actually suggest it, so he just lets it hang there. ]
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Fine.
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