𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 ✧ 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠

[realists]

who: jyn erso, cassian andor, cullen rutherford, finn, rey, & jim kirk
what: jumanji: welcome to the forest
when: mid-june; prior to kidnappings
where: outside the wall, near the amusement park
warnings: pg-13 level monster fights & swearing

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The woods don't seem incredibly sinister anymore, what with the Amusement Park of the Old City being nearly fully open next to it now. As night falls however, the faint, tinny noise of rides and games becomes almost eerie in the planet-light of the Capital World. The mission is simple, Jyn wants to find out if the copse of interconnected trees really are sentient and if it would be safe to move them to a different spot so the encroaching Amusement Park won't cause them any damage. It's supposed to be easy. Sure.

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[bythehand]

[ Well, he doesn't laugh. He offers a huff of some kind, that could maybe grow into a laugh if sunned and watered for several weeks. So really more of a scattered huff of acknowledgement that she said anything than a direct response, while he tries to do the quickest work he can with this jacket and holster setup. ]

I'm not made for nursing.

[ But he'll admit that the steady hands are a big help at this exact moment. ]

[realists]

Why not?

[ it turns out that jyn, who is by nature the opposite of loquacious, finds that talking makes it easier to block out the pain that is radiating up her leg. it is probably not very reassuring to finn to have even the most basic of Fact turned upside down like that, but here they are. ]

Saw used to say that if you knew how to fix someone, you know how to hurt them. The opposite should be true. Know how to injure someone, you should know how to heal them.

[ it's how jyn learned her first aid, through the lens of how to best injure someone -- how to injure them to the point that first aid became something of a lost cause, a shot of pain meds so they wouldn't be in pain when they died but no real wasted effort expended to trying fruitlessly to heal them.

it's not every eight year old's first aid education, but she feels no embarrassment in giving finn the small morsel. he didn't have every eight year old's education, either. ]

[bythehand]

[ Oh. That's a solid fact and a half. A full fact, getting to learn something about her past, and then the half being the fact that she's sharing such a fact at all.

Unless she's delirious. Is this Jyn when she's delirious? He's never hung out with her while she was conveniently delirious from something. At least the plan to get her back to camp ASAP can't get more urgent than it already was. ]

They covered a couple of the basics with us. Not much. It's objective-first. In simulations or in the field. If something like this happened, you'd, uh. You'd get left wherever you went down.

[ Plenty more where one soldier came from.

Finn pauses, all the better to by this point triple-check his makeshift wrapping job. He makes a face. So help him if this dumb thing doesn't hold up for the slow limp back to relative safety. ]

I never thought about healing. Guess I didn't know I could.

[ It's not a bad thought. He knows more now than he used to. He knows more in the past five minutes than he used to, probably. But he does hate Stress. Shoutout to Jumanji for starting the shitstorm regardless. ]

[realists]

[ jyn grabs finn by the shirt quite suddenly, grip white knuckled and firm. ]

I would never leave you behind.

[ and he hasn't left her so already the progress is excellent. look at them. sharing and caring. her hand drops, but only to grip his arm instead, giving it a light squeeze as her weight shifts like she is getting ready to stand up. ]

Alright, let's go. This poison is turning me into a kriffin' chump.

[bythehand]

[ Finn loves her. He does. Jyn is a lot of very good things all at once, all the time. Brave. Smart. Kind. Strong. Talented. She likes arguing. That's good for sure. The surge of strange, very real sentiment accompanying the iron-tight grip on his shirt, however.

That sentiment is in some ways more concerning than the actual bleeding she's doing? There's a moment of verifiable alarm for it, because that's not how Jyn does. Finn is touched, obviously. That's his nature. In the context of the fact-sharing, it's a really nice thing for someone to tell him.

Still, the thanks he sends up to... the Force or something, whatever, when she gets herself back on track, is very real and very heartfelt. She didn't pass out after saying something very nice and meaningful! It was a real concern! ]

Oh, is poison all it takes? [ Letting Jyn push herself all the way back up is not in his rolodex of current plans, so he instead offers all the support he can to help her lever her way along on this quest. ]

Get an arm around my neck. We'll make it back in no time.

[ It's all bluster but the bluster means he's found that elusive 1% of chill that he misplaced. ]

[realists]

[ jyn appreciates bluster. rogue one was 99% bluster, 1% begrudging hope, 100% fucking winging it. she lets finn help her to her feet, slinging her arm around his shoulders even though he feels suddenly so tall compared to her.

rude of him to be roughly the same height as almost every man in her life what is this brolluminati bullshit. seriously: cassian, bodhi, chirrut, hadder, poe, finn... only baze and k2 and her dads bucked the trend. that's not cool. no wonder she is so grumpy all the time.

also there is a trend with all those boys, don't look too deep into it. ]

I didn't even tell Cassian and we died. [ finn is #1 ]

[bythehand]

[ Too late, the corkboard full of connective strings is on.

It's not the most graceful arrangement. Finn can acknowledge that. But even fumbling, graceless progress is better than no progress. The farther they are from dart town, the better. All that's left is keeping an eye on their surroundings as they start their badly-timed three legged race practice, and Finn is happy to say he's exactly keyed up enough to be doing that. There isn't a ton else he can do to ensure it's a smoother stroll to camp. ]

So you're saying I'm special. [ Oh Jyn u flatterer. You beautiful rule-breaking moth. It's a hell of a time for it. ] Is it gonna be my job to keep you from telling Cassian he's special today? Until you get done being poisoned. Because I can't make any promises.