[ I'm laughing that this is either somehow improbably Kylo Ren sneaking around while he's still At large. Or this is Ben Solo sneaking around and Rey hasn't informed anyone outside of Chewbacca and Lando (probably) that he's alive. I'm going with the latter, because everyone can vaguely question who the new face is and hopefully Finn is too trashed to really comprehend.
Speaking of being discreet, once she gets close enough his hands will find her waist and he will be scooping her up into a firm kiss. Like that isn't super sus right now.
Also. Have they discussed their feelings yet? Or is this seriously Fresh off all that palpatine shit so like. She's kissed him and now he's kissed her and they haven't really discussed what that means...
I'm going for the latter. Again. ]
That should be sufficient payment for this favor.
[ He'll stay tucked in close enough so that his lips are still brushing hers. ]
[They have half a brain cell each - this is not beyond the realm of possibility. Rey did ship herself to Kylo, after all, why the hell not return the favor I MEAN. But it is slightly less dangerous for Ben to be sneaking around although, lbh, he's gonna need a change of wardrobe like stat.
So, little bit of a celebration going on and there are definitely some feelings that need to be talked about but first her breath is being stolen away as he feet leave the ground and she's being welcomed with a kiss that she feels no hesitation toward returning.
Don't actions speak louder than words sometimes? For the moment, while there's still the threat of being caught hanging over their heads, she just wants to hide away for a while and whatever that might lead to.
Talking, or ... ]
I'll just have to owe you one.
[But for all that mental talk of wanting to hide away, Rey sure doesn't make a move to ... move anywhere just yet. She likes it where she is, a little hidden away, so close, her heart beating just a little faster in her chest.]
[ Fortunately, the haze of victory is very much present. He's fairly sure he is the most sober person on this entire kriffin' planet right now. Booze, spice, whatever the fuck. The scent of ~sin~ is heavy(Not that he's judging, mind you. It's more than understandable that they all want to cheer and shout as everything he had been behind and building for the past 7 years went up in flames). As far as he knows? There are only two other people beyond Rey, Chewbacca, and Lando who could identify him based on his features alone.
One being the traitorous trooper whose name he hasn't quite learned yet. And one basic scan of the premises shows that he is thoroughly inebriated, hanging off the arm of whichever pitiful soul passes close enough.
And the other... well his mother. Whom Rey had confirmed to him earlier had passed on. The conclusion was obvious, but still left something of a hole in him. Things which had been left unsaid and the last time they'd seen one another had been tense and fraught with far too many emotions to name.
And thus, he was left alone in the Falcon to deal with things as the entirety of the Resistance celebrated around him. He could feel the echoes of his mother, the shadows of where she had wandered, and the effect she had left in her wake. Some part of him had wanted to reach further, as though searching for her could bring her back from the Force, alive and well, let her open the door to the dark little hold in which he hid and give him a disappointed but resigned look that only Leia Organa could manage... and she'd welcome him home.
And Rey probably felt that resonating between them.
And that's how he figures he will be able to explain to himself why he's out here. about to attempt... dancing with Rey.
Stars, this is the absolute worst. ]
Where do you propose we abscond to then?
[ Despite his even keel tone, he is actually keeping tabs on the crowd. And honestly, no one seems to be paying them much mind.
And, you know.
He didn't miss the fact that she has now said she owes him more kissing. Because that very much sounds like something he wants. He has decided he likes kissing her and he wants to find ways to do that more. A lot more. ]
[It's loud. The emotions are flowing as easily as the drinks, and although Rey isn't partaking (even though plenty of people have been trying to coax her to imbibe) she can certainly understand everything that she feels from the assembled crowd - the highs, the lows, the in-betweens. They might have succeeded and won the war, but that victory had come at an extremely high price.
She's seen friends as they've passed, on their way to whatever celebratory event has tickled their fancy, making a face when an invite to skinny-dip is tossed her way. No. She's got better things to do.
Like sit in the shadows and wait for Ben, who nobody knows is here, much less alive. She doubts his presence will be welcome even if she makes it obvious that the things he'd done on Exegol were nothing less than heroic. She's not the one that's saved the day all by herself.
If not for Ben … well. She's already experienced the dark emptiness that is death once. She doesn't want to experience it again for a long, long time to come.
It was on the Falcon traveling back to Ajan Kloss that they speak about Leia and she has the sad task of confirming that his mother is gone now, too. Leia may have been her mentor, but she was Ben's mother, and despite whatever had transpired between them, whatever would always have to be left unsaid, the loss is a hard one to take.
Rey hates that she's had to leave Ben to deal with the enormity of … everything by himself. But it would probably look suspect to hide herself away from the celebration, and she knows that if she had, plenty of people would've come looking.
And that's not the way she wants to introduce Ben Solo to the former Resistance at large.
Which is precisely why they're crowded into a dark corner, quiet and waiting as raucous voices pass by in search of the next drink or … whatever they're doing. When it's relatively safe again, she laughs softly, shrugging a shoulder in response.]
It would be foolish to suggest the woods, and I'm sure you're not interested in going back the way you've come.
[Rey pauses then, a hesitant smile starting to pull her lips up at the edges. Honestly, in such close quarters and in the aftermath of that kiss, the last thing she's thinking about is dancing.
But what she does crave is more kissing. And she's pretty sure she knows a good place to hole away for a while. Still, just the thought of being alone sees her flushing well before she even makes the suggestion.]
My quarters aren't far.
excuse me as I am hiding in my dark room from the two 100F days in a row
[ He really is about to refute her assertion that he wouldn't like to return the way he came-- Because man. Woulda been a whole lot easier if she had just come to the Falcon and he hadn't had to risk his behind to sneak past a partially inebriated wookiee and a whole lot of very inebriated Resistance members, half of whom were still actively armed. Like. WOW. That woulda been convenient to be honest, the only downside being the music wasn't quite as loud within the hull of his father's pile of garbage.
Ah. But there's a slight twitch in his expression as she pivots the first sentence into the second. A larger tell is the way his fingers tap gently at her sides as her words turn over in his mind. ]
That sounds rather scandalous. [ Which he is not at all objecting to, if that isn't obvious from his tone. But. You know. He's just gonna walk this new line rather gingerly. ] Doesn't the Resistance share quarters?
[ AKA it woulda kinda stuck for someone to just be there passed out snoring and covered in their own piss and vomit from the partying.
Also i feel like this is some HILARIOUS FORESHADOWING. ]
is it better now that it's 'fall'? it was 94 and then 56 and now back in the 70's wtf
[Nobody has ever accused Rey of being a master of good ideas. More often than not, she acts before she thinks, and this is no exception to the rule … although she does fleetingly wish that she'd been smart enough to think their options through before asking Ben to meet her instead of going to him.
They could have avoided the gauntlet of drunk and armed Resistance members - some of whom are still probably actively holding a grudge against the former Supreme Leader. And the Falcon could potentially offer more privacy than her quarters, which …
Yeah. Okay. She does share those, which hadn't seemed important at the time, but weighs heavily on her mind now that Ben's brought it up.
Huh.]
Yeah … but who is going to be in their quarters when there's a celebration going on?
[Who, indeed? Rey, pls, you're planning on hiding in your quarters during those very same celebrations. Think a little bit logically for once, will you?]
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[ I'm laughing that this is either somehow improbably Kylo Ren sneaking around while he's still At large. Or this is Ben Solo sneaking around and Rey hasn't informed anyone outside of Chewbacca and Lando (probably) that he's alive. I'm going with the latter, because everyone can vaguely question who the new face is and hopefully Finn is too trashed to really comprehend.
Speaking of being discreet, once she gets close enough his hands will find her waist and he will be scooping her up into a firm kiss. Like that isn't super sus right now.
Also. Have they discussed their feelings yet? Or is this seriously Fresh off all that palpatine shit so like. She's kissed him and now he's kissed her and they haven't really discussed what that means...
I'm going for the latter. Again. ]
That should be sufficient payment for this favor.
[ He'll stay tucked in close enough so that his lips are still brushing hers. ]
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So, little bit of a celebration going on and there are definitely some feelings that need to be talked about but first her breath is being stolen away as he feet leave the ground and she's being welcomed with a kiss that she feels no hesitation toward returning.
Don't actions speak louder than words sometimes? For the moment, while there's still the threat of being caught hanging over their heads, she just wants to hide away for a while and whatever that might lead to.
Talking, or ... ]
I'll just have to owe you one.
[But for all that mental talk of wanting to hide away, Rey sure doesn't make a move to ... move anywhere just yet. She likes it where she is, a little hidden away, so close, her heart beating just a little faster in her chest.]
We can't stay out here. Someone will see.
a tldr u didn't ask for but u got
One being the traitorous trooper whose name he hasn't quite learned yet. And one basic scan of the premises shows that he is thoroughly inebriated, hanging off the arm of whichever pitiful soul passes close enough.
And the other... well his mother. Whom Rey had confirmed to him earlier had passed on. The conclusion was obvious, but still left something of a hole in him. Things which had been left unsaid and the last time they'd seen one another had been tense and fraught with far too many emotions to name.
And thus, he was left alone in the Falcon to deal with things as the entirety of the Resistance celebrated around him. He could feel the echoes of his mother, the shadows of where she had wandered, and the effect she had left in her wake. Some part of him had wanted to reach further, as though searching for her could bring her back from the Force, alive and well, let her open the door to the dark little hold in which he hid and give him a disappointed but resigned look that only Leia Organa could manage... and she'd welcome him home.
And Rey probably felt that resonating between them.
And that's how he figures he will be able to explain to himself why he's out here. about to attempt... dancing with Rey.
Stars, this is the absolute worst. ]
Where do you propose we abscond to then?
[ Despite his even keel tone, he is actually keeping tabs on the crowd. And honestly, no one seems to be paying them much mind.
And, you know.
He didn't miss the fact that she has now said she owes him more kissing. Because that very much sounds like something he wants. He has decided he likes kissing her and he wants to find ways to do that more. A lot more. ]
whatever i love it
She's seen friends as they've passed, on their way to whatever celebratory event has tickled their fancy, making a face when an invite to skinny-dip is tossed her way. No. She's got better things to do.
Like sit in the shadows and wait for Ben, who nobody knows is here, much less alive. She doubts his presence will be welcome even if she makes it obvious that the things he'd done on Exegol were nothing less than heroic. She's not the one that's saved the day all by herself.
If not for Ben … well. She's already experienced the dark emptiness that is death once. She doesn't want to experience it again for a long, long time to come.
It was on the Falcon traveling back to Ajan Kloss that they speak about Leia and she has the sad task of confirming that his mother is gone now, too. Leia may have been her mentor, but she was Ben's mother, and despite whatever had transpired between them, whatever would always have to be left unsaid, the loss is a hard one to take.
Rey hates that she's had to leave Ben to deal with the enormity of … everything by himself. But it would probably look suspect to hide herself away from the celebration, and she knows that if she had, plenty of people would've come looking.
And that's not the way she wants to introduce Ben Solo to the former Resistance at large.
Which is precisely why they're crowded into a dark corner, quiet and waiting as raucous voices pass by in search of the next drink or … whatever they're doing. When it's relatively safe again, she laughs softly, shrugging a shoulder in response.]
It would be foolish to suggest the woods, and I'm sure you're not interested in going back the way you've come.
[Rey pauses then, a hesitant smile starting to pull her lips up at the edges. Honestly, in such close quarters and in the aftermath of that kiss, the last thing she's thinking about is dancing.
But what she does crave is more kissing. And she's pretty sure she knows a good place to hole away for a while. Still, just the thought of being alone sees her flushing well before she even makes the suggestion.]
My quarters aren't far.
excuse me as I am hiding in my dark room from the two 100F days in a row
Ah. But there's a slight twitch in his expression as she pivots the first sentence into the second. A larger tell is the way his fingers tap gently at her sides as her words turn over in his mind. ]
That sounds rather scandalous. [ Which he is not at all objecting to, if that isn't obvious from his tone. But. You know. He's just gonna walk this new line rather gingerly. ] Doesn't the Resistance share quarters?
[ AKA it woulda kinda stuck for someone to just be there passed out snoring and covered in their own piss and vomit from the partying.
Also i feel like this is some HILARIOUS FORESHADOWING. ]
is it better now that it's 'fall'? it was 94 and then 56 and now back in the 70's wtf
They could have avoided the gauntlet of drunk and armed Resistance members - some of whom are still probably actively holding a grudge against the former Supreme Leader. And the Falcon could potentially offer more privacy than her quarters, which …
Yeah. Okay. She does share those, which hadn't seemed important at the time, but weighs heavily on her mind now that Ben's brought it up.
Huh.]
Yeah … but who is going to be in their quarters when there's a celebration going on?
[Who, indeed? Rey, pls, you're planning on hiding in your quarters during those very same celebrations. Think a little bit logically for once, will you?]
It'll be fine.