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[bythehand]

who: finn and OPEN
what: tdm prompts (dreamshare, big robits)! canon updates! and a general february catchall.
when: backdated late january through all of february. various.
where: idk, dreams. big robits. generally around.
warnings: violence towards Big Beetles, nightmare content (which includes death, more violence, and maybe vague body horror idk). spoilers for the last jedi. will add as things crop up.

[ splitting starters off into the comments below to save on wall-of-text properties! can be reached by PM or at comatoseroses for plotting! ]

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[bythehand]

[ One thing everyone in this room can agree on is that Snoke will be missed like a hole in the head. Yes even those poor other customers who have no idea who he is or that he existed.

Finn pushes off continuing to question his luck for later. If there is a later. He pushes thinking about that off for later, too. ]

The big cave with the blast door before that, actually.

[ The Falcon is a lot of things. A little junky. Overcrowded, now. Infested with Porgs for reasons Finn never had time to ask about. But it associates so hand in hand with freedom, with escape, that it's hard to call even the most crowded tin can a cage. ]

You might remember it. You were the ones who cracked it open.

[killthepast]

[ He's not sure what he feels, when Finn brings up the cave. A surge of anger, or regret, or perhaps a cocktail of both. Crait had been a fiasco, in so many ways, and by the time they'd gotten into the base and found it abandoned...

He'd rather not think about his feelings in that moment. It was the last memory the canister returned to him, and it's been hanging over him ever since. ]

I remember. You scattered like muckrats. How long will that work out for you? Running, hiding, instead of fighting?

[bythehand]

[ You know what, that's fair. Feelings are dumb. Case in point: Finn has dumb feelings all the time. Whatever the emotional equivalent of bristling is, he's doing it nigh instantaneously. ]

If we're scattered, we're scattered. If we have to rebuild, we'll rebuild. From the bottom up. Because we left that planet alive, and that means it's not over. Not by a long shot.