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literaldumpsterfire2020-03-21 08:36 pm
vaderstan) wrote in literaldumpsterfire2020-03-21 08:36 pm
vaderstan) wrote in literaldumpsterfire2020-03-21 08:36 pm
YOU DID THIS TO YOURSELF (Also I heard it's snowing in IN. my condolences)
Food. He'll bring food. Probably won't super help but it will help ENOUGH.
He's about to engage the ramp again when something on the horizon catches his attention.
Are you fucking Kidding him right now? Whatever he's seen has him going back to the shed to grab more supplies because fffffuck him. FUCKHIMFUCK HIM.
Once he comes back up the ramp he's taking his boots off so quickly he nearly trips. ]
There's a sand storm rolling in soon.
[ They gotta work F A ST. He's dropped the wire and the other stuff (more food, change of clothes, other supplies they'll need, probably that dumb quilt and other dumb shit) as he starts to work on getting that static protection film-- e v e r y w h e r e ]
there's not that many stories you can tell with just emojis (also it is rip me)
She's up quickly. They're gonna use all the film covering this whole hold. She doesn't care about that right now. Right now is not the time to be stingy with it. BB-8 is worth it.
She grabs the spool and wire clippers, quickly clipping off two different lengths. ]
Sixteen of this length. Thirty-two of this one.
[ She holds them up as she's talking before tossing everything back to Ben so he can work. It's a full rewire of his power source to the personality chip and memory core. Probably excessive but they don't have time to diagnose which ones are faulty. Safer to replace them all anyway. He might still have some issues with his photoreceptor and movement, but at least he'll be able to power on and sass her.
Stars, she'd give anything to hear him sassing her right now.
She parks herself back in front of THE DEAD DROID and decides her attempt at self-punishment will have to wait for another time. Her hand hovers above BB-8 and screws spin quickly by themselves up into her hand and she collects them in a dish she always keeps handy for the exact purpose of not misplacing anyway. Her fingers wrench open the panel once all the screws are removed.
She lets a low, displeased noise at that. The damage is worse than she thought. His comm chip is shot. The processor looks like it might function at only a quarter capacity. She's not even sure she could find these specialty parts on Tatooine. He's not gonna be helpful in an X-Wing anytime soon. ]
coulda just put eggplants. (also its not snowing in animal crossing. ur safe there)
Can you stop a sand storm with the Force???? Possibly. This isn't the time to test it though. Like, they can't go god mode without the promise that they'll both actually come out alive.
Man, that would be a hilarious end. They all die together. BB-8, Rey, and Ben. How appropriate.
He's done setting what she needs down beside her as-- shit. They need to flush the waterlines before the storm sets in. He's got to check the water reserves and make sure the insulation pipes are intact-- ]
Yell if you need me.
[ Like. She doesn't even need to do that, but-- it's just a formality so she realizes he's actually doing things and not just fucking around. Because there he goes down the hall so he can just dive into the wiring here.
Lando is breaking out into hives over this bullshit right now. HE CAN SENSE IT IN THE FORCE. Ben is gonna ask if they can go pick up Chewbacca from his home planet now even though he is probably enjoying a Nice retirement. F R E E D O M FROM THE SOLOS AND SKYWALKERS AND ALL THOSE DUMB APE FUCKERS. ]
i mean that might just mean she's hungry
Their hut is gonna be Fucked Up tomorrow but whatever. They can use the Force to dig it out.
Normally she doesn't mind the sandstorms. Sure they have to scramble a bit and hunker down, but she also likes that after the rush she likes curl up under the blankets with Ben and the way he holds her when the ship rattles and groans makes her feel safe.
She starts to hear the wind whip around the ship, and shit yeah this storm is rolling in faster than she thought. The humidity is gonna drop rapidly, and that makes the risk of shock even greater.
This is also a horrible time to think about the last time she thought she killed her friend with electricity coming out of her fingers.
Okay Rey don't get too angsty right now.
This could logically wait until the storm passes, but she can't. She has to know if he's still operational tonight, and she won't rest until she does.
She starts plucking out the fired wiring with expert precision. She's no droid-smith, but she knows her way around BB units now. The ship groans and shakes, and BB-8's chassis rolls and she spits out a Kriff as she has to grab him suddenly so he doesn't just slide all the way across the hold. ]
Ben!
[ She did not last long without him lmao. Okay, okay it was like-- a few minutes for him to do actual work to secure the ship. But really, she needs him to hold BB-8 steady while she works. ]
Poe's texting habits must be Very confusing for her
Ow-!
[ Before he's yanking himself out of the guts of the ship. He's done as much as he can do. They should be fine??? They generally are. They just generally aren't also having to try and fix BB-8 while everything goes to shit.
At the very least he's not making as much of a goddamn racket as he normally does since he doesn't have boots on-- and he really wishes he had pulled his hair back before all this as he slides in next to Rey and wraps his arms around THE DEAD BODY OF BB-8. His hair is falling into his eyes and he's definitely going to earn a few good bruises from this. Because Former Supreme Leader and Enforcer of the First Order Kylo Ren-- bruises like a goddamn peach.
But Rey's probably figured that out by now. ]
I'm here.
[ And really hoping they can solve this because cuddling while crying can be a bummer and he has faith that Rey can fix this, but understands that until she DOES fix this she's gonna not be feeling great. ]
Yeah, she also wants to eat a nice juicy peach but why does he keep texting her that???
She can't really appreciate it right now, though.
Her hand catches his arm and she gives it a squeeze. A thank you flows across the bond.
She's yanking out the rest of the connector wires, and she's got the pile Ben cut earlier tucked in her lap along with the different couplings she needs. ]
I have to pull out his memory core now.
[ Her hands hover around it and she looks nervous. Force help her, the girl who killed the Emperor is worried about her droid's memory. She's about to but then the ship shakes, and she feels lucky she didn't accidentally snap it.
She takes a deep breath of air and then pulls it out of its slot in a smooth motion before she's pressing it into Ben's hand. ]
Personality chip--
[ She clips it out before the wind can pick up again, and she hopes she hasn't just permanently lobotomized him. She apparently times it well because the whole ship rumbles, and she wipes her f oacen her shoulder in a way that she hopes looks more like she's trying to wipe sweat from her rather than tears from her eyes. ]
Ben sees their chat history and is just... if he attempts to talk to Poe. Poe will send it to him 2
He's pulled off whatever outer layer he could find quickly. Vest??? Cowl???? One of Rey's gauze infinity scarves???? Didn't really check. But he figured it'd be a better place for delicate bits of machinery than their sweaty palms.
Something mama's spaghetti. Thank god he's anal retentive about this stuff, despite the calamity they are being neatly tucked away even while he's holding on to the droid's shell for dear life.But. you know. Rey's not in the mindset to appreciate it. She's got a million other things going on in her mind that are not helping right now. Lord have mercy he needs a drink after this. Needs to get so fucking drunk that he just sleeps through the entirety of this storm. ]
Walk me through what you're doing. Every step.
[ And he doesn't need to know. Not really. He could probably do a decent job of this on his own (But like rey would let him so--). He just wants her to not get caught up on her guilt and concentrate on the job she knows how to do.
Because lord knows she will pull a Ben Solo and give up her life for BB-8 if he dies here and then Poe Dameron will swoop in out of no where and kick their asses. H E L P HIM. ]
LET'S TRY THIS AGAIN
The blast shorted him out. He'll need a new processor. [ If they want him to be anything more than a glorified companion which... he already kinda is. But Rey will not stand to have him handicapped in anyway. ] Definitely a new comm chip too.
[ At least he's not gonna be calling Dameron anytime soon? ]
I have to solder new connections from his power supply to pretty much everything-- [ wow here comes that rude storm again, the entire ships rattling. She withdraws her hand quickly enough so it doesn't bump anything. ] --Electrical discharge is the real risk here. If I don't get the connection right or if there's any static build up it'll fry him.
[ All things he knows. All things she knows he knows. Still helpful regardless. ]
unfortunately, u don't get elsa tho
What's your solution?
[ There's no real solution besides working Really quickly but. You know. She needs the push forward.
They're gonna have a lot of drinks after this. ]
i don't want anymore of that snow anyway
[ Another thing she knows that he knows, but it's objectively helpful to keep her out of her head and she's thankful for that. This is a fucked up game of Operation on their son, and narrating droid surgery is apparently the perfect balance of keeping her focused on the task without doing a total tailspin into it.
She quickly counts the wires she needs for this first connection between the power supply and the processor. If nothing else he'll probably be... operational. He just might night be their BB-8. ]
Keep him steady for me.
[ She knows he will, she just wants to keep them both talking. She needs him to keep talking her through this as she heats up soldering pen and starts at it. ]
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[ He's being a good space husband and droid father right now. He'll hold out his hand for any tools or screws she needs to drop off temporarily because he actually does have the muscle density to hold on to this huge hunk of metal. Lord have mercy Poe is going to REAM them. And not in a sexy way. ]
Is there anything we'll need to get after the storm is over?
[ Partially to keep her brain occupied and also because he would like a list to go out and grab everything because he has a feeling she is going to pass the fuck out and he'd like to get as much as he can before the storm lifts. ]
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She does dump couplings and fuses into his hand so she can reliably pick them out one at a time. It's not so bad once she gets in a rhythm even with the dramatic storm whipping outside. Hand down to an exposed piece of metal in the floor to discharge any static, grab a coupling and a wire, solder, wait for a break in the wind, repeat. ]
I've never seen a BB unit processor in town. We'll probably have to special order it. [ She's working diligently and swiftly, steadier each moment. She'll need it. The tough part is coming up. ] Air filter on the speeder's gonna be shot. Probably the house's atmo control too.
[ Wow this is such a domestic conversation now. ]
Maybe we should upgrade his taser.
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[ only???? kinda???? Joking???
BECAUSE SERIOUSLY REY? DO YOU WANT HIM TO DIE AGAIN. Like yes, BB-8's threaten Ben Solo rate has gone down a bit, but not down to Zero. AND HIS ASS TOOK A WHILE TO NOT BE SORE FROM GETTING SHOCKED TO HELL. UGh. ]
We can worry about taser strength later. [ LORD POE WOULD BE SO HAPPY TO HEAR THAT DEVELOPMENT AND DEMAND HOLO REEL OF BEN SOLO GETTING HIS ASS HANDED TO HIM BY BB-8. ]
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She shakes her head, reaching for the memory core. Time to pop this sucker back in. ]
Of course I don't want you to die, I want him to be able to defend himself--
[ Turns out, sandstorm plus being distracted with the memory of Ben Solo being DEAD and like. Let's not forget she did imbibe a little bit earlier is not great for motor control and...
It slips. Out of her hand. And lands with a crack. ]
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Fine, I'm not dying. Taser upgrade can still wait.
[ MEMORY AND PERSONALITY ARE MORE IMPORTANT THAN TASER OKAY??????????????? ]
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But like no time to really reflect on that. She snaps up the memory core after he's corralled it. She makes sure to keep a pretty tight grip on it as she turns it over in her hands. It looks like it's not damaged, all the pins look like they're still straight, but that is no guarantee.
She lines it up and slots it in. Still fits like a gem. She is backing BB-8 up after this holy shit.
Her shoulders hunch and she can't even quip back, just working on getting these connections fixed as fast as she can. Twice tonight she's been careless with BB-8. ]
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The storms never sounded good. Always horrible and scraping and unpleasant, but more tolerable when curled under a blanket and feeling warm within the quiet sanctuary. The only other interruptions was BB's annoyed beeps from the main hold. And really, he's been through several of these with hardly any more protection than what they have now. But it's hard to remember that with the stakes so dire.
Ben just attempts to extend some of his more even calm to Rey. The stakes are dire, but he's placed his full trust in her. He was willing to give the galaxy Rey at the small cost of his own life. He's sure she could manage this. ]
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She can feel him at the edge of her mind. Not bursting in, more like a gentle wrap around her consciousness, not unlike the way he would hold her in his arms after all of this was done. A moment where despite the chaos outside, she might smile and dot his face with kisses, reveling in the feeling of his arms and thinking back to how she would never have to suffer through a sandstorm alone-- on Jakku or Tatooine --ever again.
He is her other half, and Rey knows it would be foolish not to lean on his strengths when she needed them. ]
Personality chip is next.
[ She holds out her hand so he can pass it to her.
Hopefully this doesn't end up being like THAT SCENE FROM WALL-E or rey will cry for real again. ]
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He has to push those thoughts away for Rey's sake as well as his own. There's no point in being annoyed by the circumstances. They just had to do what was necessary and hope that would be enough. He'll be holding his breath in anticipation as well.
nO WALL-E MOMENT PLZ. PlZ. ]
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It seems like every time she steels herself with both their strength the world shakes around them even more stronger. It keeps going until she can't stand it anymore, her hand slipping into his chassis regardless of the rumbling, and she pops in the personality chip as soon as the wind subsides for a millisecond before it can give way to another screeching gale.
She doesn't even bother to close up his exposed panel before activating him. She can't wait, she has to know.
It seems like even the storm quiets when she's holding her breath waiting for his boot-up sequence to complete. A long moment when nothing seems to happen.
Dread starts to fill her mind.
And then his ocular lens adjusts.
And he beeps. It's a little distorted, but beeping.
He begins to roll around, slowly and jerkily whining about how he's INJURED.
And Rey is just so relieved that tears that she had held back before spill out now as tears of relief and she throws her arms around the droid. ]
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The ship rattles once more and Ben kind of-- just huddles them in closer. ]
We need to secure everything we can while the storm blows over.
[ Unsure what bb-8 procedure was, but I'm sure there was one. Also probably a blast shield that should been activated over the cock pit so you know. there's just gonna be a lot of dust BLASTED OUT of the gears after all of this. ]
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BB-8 starts barking bossy orders of all the stuff he normally does when a storm is rolling in. I guess he isn't just a giant over-sized USB drive. His beeps are a little off tone, too loud suddenly and too quiet the next. They'll have to troubleshoot that later. After they are done blowing sand out of literally every single piece of equipment they own (her poor speeder still parked outside). ]
You're not going back out there.
[ Damage is already started. Might as well deal with it tomorrow. ]
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None of us are going outside. [ He says that sharply enough that the sassy beeps stop for the time being. ] We should get comfortable for the rest of the night, at least.
[ Unsure how long this storm was going to last, but they were going no where quick any time soon. Ben's gonna stand up here and hold out a hand for Rey to nab on to ]
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You be careful, don't shake a screw loose. [ Big apologies will happen tomorrow when she has the mental capacity to actually be sincere. She points at BB-8 so it's clear she's addressing him before turning to Ben. ] We can secure him in the captain's quarters.
[ There will be no boning during the sandstorm ig ]
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You go ahead, I'll secure everything else.
[ Rey can have alone cuddle times with their son. it's chill. It seems like she needs to kinda hold BB-8 and cry over his near death for a while. More than she cried for Ben ig. ]
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