[ closed/open ] Highway to the danger zone

[volitaunt]

who: Poe + CR + ALSO YOU, MAYBE??
what: Catch-all with closed and open prompts
when: April/May
where: ALL AROUND LE TOWN, more prompts to come i'm sure
warnings: Poe attempting to babysit ten thousand tiny Star Warses and then self-destructing when he doesn't have that distraction any more???

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[volitaunt]

[ He rubs his forehead again, wishing doing that would stave off the headache rapidly developing behind his eyes. ]

You're too smart. Has anyone ever told you that?

[ No Cassian that isn't an answer to your question is it. ]

[evasives]

Yes. [clever, more like.]

[he lets a pause hang in the air for a stretch of about three, four seconds.]

You did not answer me.

[volitaunt]

[ THIS CHILD. Now Poe see where Cassian gets it. The deadpan was there from the start. Sweet Crèche's Savior. ]

No, I didn't. Look, probably something you'd keep closer. Something you can keep out of the other kids' hands. Okay? I'm probably going to have to give Finn a weapon if I give you a weapon and give Rey a weapon if I give him one--god, then Jyn will want one.

[ SCRUBBING HIS HAND THROUGH HIS HAIR THIS IS TERRIBLE. ]

[evasives]

Jyn seems more concerned about her stupid toys than a weapon. I already told you I would not share it with them.

[he hums, like he's considering.] A knife?

[it'd be better than the butterknife he already has in his pocket. then he'll have two knives and whatever guns he gets from the barracks.]

[volitaunt]

I'm afraid she'll see a weapon as a toy. I know you won't share. That's not the problem.

[ He shouldn't be able to speak this frankly about armaments with a smol. This is wrong and confusing and still terrible. ]

Fine, a knife. And a sheath with a strap you can hold it in place with. I don't want someone yanking it out accidentally.

[ SPOILERS CHILD HE'S NOT GONNA GIVE YOU A KNIFE. ]

[evasives]

The problem is you don't want to give a child a weapon, but I have already told you several times I know how to use one. You don't have to like it but it doesn't make that fact any less true no matter how much you keep pretending otherwise.

[he is getting! so bored! but like a frustrated bored.]

Are you going to stick to your deal?

[volitaunt]

[ He glares at the tiny Cassian. ]

Look, you can use as much logic as you want, that still doesn't mean I'm gonna feel better about it.

[ Poe Dameron, in a nutshell. ]

I'll stick to my deal. All right? [ A pause. ] I'm trusting you.

[evasives]

[cassian stares for a few long seconds. he's still not expecting poe to hand over any weapons, but he supposes he's reached the point where if he agrees, poe will leave him free to literally leave the house. or at least stop watching him like a hawk for a few minutes.]

[the man trusts too easily.]

Fine. Then I will stick to it too. [a beat.] I want something to eat. And no, you don't need to help me with that.

[volitaunt]

[ Ahahahaha like he will relax a all THE ENTIRE TIME THIS LASTS. ]

Yeah, yeah. I'm going to anyway, because if you eat then everyone else will probably want something to eat too.

[ A SLIGHT BOW AND A FLOURISH AS HE GESTURES TO THE DOOR. ]

[evasives]

[cassian throws his hands up.]

I know how to cook! You are ridiculous.

[he stomps out of the room, for the first time this entire conversation acting like his own age.]

[he can steal the stupid guns later.]