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[personal profile] heisenbitch 2016-09-27 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Yeah, okay. Yeah, okay. That buzzy light thing shooting out of the thing in her hand scares the shit out of him, both the suddenness of it and the noise cutting through the silence, thanks to how much he's already shitting his pants at being stuck in god knows where in thick ass fog. He jumps back in surprise, feet tripping over each other, and winds up sprawling back onto his ass.

There's just silence from Jesse in response. Slowly, he climbs back to his feet, dusting his hands off on his pants with a weirded out look plasted on his face. ]


...You're gonna...? [ A vague gesture to the thing she's clipped back on her belt. ] ...You're gonna fight 'em with a fluorescent light? Or... whatever the hell that thing is?
Edited 2016-09-27 06:43 (UTC)
ventifact: forcevisions @ dw (why don't you get a job)

[personal profile] ventifact 2016-09-30 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's always satisfying to see someone so in awe of the lightsaber. Honestly, she thinks it's a better tool than weapon, but she isn't about to split hairs on that here. She thinks this conversation is over and is ready to continue walking--until he keeps talking. This guy does not know when to just accept something she's told him as fact and it's grinding on her nerves.

Without warning again, she draws the saber, turns it on, and uses it to effortlessly slice through a thick, low-hanging branch on one of the trees. The limb crashes into the undergrowth, smoke rising from the stub where it used to grow. She sheathes the saber once more, and doesn't try to hide her exasperation.]


Yes, if it comes to that, I will. Now let's go.
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[personal profile] heisenbitch 2016-10-03 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, of course he ain't just gonna take her word for it, that she could handle aliens or whatever with a fluorescent ligh-- ]

--Jesus, whoa!

[ He leaps back a step, startled with fright again as the humming light thing cuts through that thick branch like it's made of melted butter. The crash of the branch makes Jesse flinch, but then he's just staring at the severed tree limb on the ground. Holy shit.

Darting his attention back up to her, he peers at her with incredulous amazement. He swallows. Suddenly, he's equal parts terrified of her and grateful as all hell that he's got someone on his side with a freakin' cool ass weapon. ]


O-okay. [ Both hands coming up in surrender. ] Okay, man, whatever you say.
ventifact: easystreet @ dw (fastest girl in town)

[personal profile] ventifact 2016-10-05 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[This is more like it. With a curt nod, Rey moves towards the plateau, trying to gauge how easy it will be to climb. The stairs look a little worn, but probably usable. She'd rather take her chances with the rock face, but she isn't entirely sure he's built for that kind of physical strain.

But there's one more thing she wants to clear up first--]


It's Rey. Not "man," or "dude," or "bro." Just Rey, alright?
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[personal profile] heisenbitch 2016-10-08 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jesse hasn't moved from the spot. Still staring at her with a whole new wary appreciation. ]

O...okay. Rey. Sure. Got it.

[ A swallow, then a gesture to himself. ]

Jesse.