Cúrre (
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thisavrou_log2016-05-01 09:04 pm
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Entry tags:
- *event,
- all about j: j,
- danger days killjoys: the girl,
- death note: l (crau),
- mass effect: clone shepard,
- mcu: wanda maximoff,
- metal gear: kazuhira miller,
- mushishi: ginko,
- npc | ben,
- npc | thán,
- red vs blue: agent texas,
- star wars: luke skywalker,
- star wars: rey,
- tron: rinzler (crau),
- undertale: frisk,
- undertale: mettaton,
- x-men movies: peter maximoff
( may event log )
Who: Everyone
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!
When: May 1st and on
Where: The Moira + Amissis-Re
What: The crew finds themselves visiting the very barren planet of Amissis-Re.
Warnings:None, but please label your content!
E V E N T L O G |
"the trees rustle in the evening when we stand uneasy before our own thoughts."
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Okay, that's genuine impressed surprise. Less at her welding it, and more at her stripping it. He should have known humans could do that kind of thing, but still. It's different to actually meet someone who does.
"Dude. You live in a fortress."
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So he'd rather not trash her cool fortress house. But he does hunker down to look at it better. One finger poking at the hull of the walker a bit, out of curiosity. Sure, he's not going to barge inside, but that doesn't mean he won't touch it.
"Wait, plants? There's plants out here?"
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She nods, and points into the distance, towards the ship graveyard. "Out that way, and some back towards Niima. They aren't much to look at, but they live and grow here. They survive despite all odds."
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He says it with a broad grin. One that suddenly fades as he realizes the compliment might not actually sound like he intended it to. There's. A pause. And then he jerks his hands up, waving them a little.
"I mean! The survival thing. Not the. Green and living in the dirt thing!"
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Which is promptly when he grins back at her. Broad and eager and open. There's probably sand on his face. But oh well. It feels good, this. Someone realizing you're trying to compliment them, accepting it.
Maybe he should do it more often.
"Awesome. I'm gonna remember that, next time we gotta survive somewhere. Plant-Rey, to the rescue."
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But things never stay good for very long on Jakku.
There's a certain feeling in the air that it takes her a minute to pick up on, and it makes the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She looks into the distance, past her AT-AT, and squints. "I can't show you my home, but I can show you something else." The fallen Star Destroyer is the only place big enough for him to explore, she thinks. The only place big enough to protect them both from the threat of a sandstorm.
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At least until she speaks up again. He perks his head up, then heaves himself to his feet.
"Awesome. I'm game!"
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"Well, duh I can."
He thinks. And then he takes a few steps in the sand, only to sink almost up to his ankles in it.
"... or maybe."