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riverviewlogs2018-06-16 12:43 am
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[ open ] If you were to kill me now right here
who: Poe, Laura, otherwise open!
what: Catch-all for June + kidnapping and fallout
when: June! And one trip back in time to Memoria.
where: All Around Riverview
warnings: Violence, probably torture, mourning/death/grief.
i. backdated to memoria
[ He needs this holiday.
Poe can admit that much to himself pretty easily. He needed Jim to find him in that bar, he needed Finn to drag him out of that last fight. He needs this holiday.
He's not sure how to express that at first. He hangs lanterns whenever he's asked or they're offered. He leaves small gifts for his friends. He realizes, with a pang of surprise, how few of them he has here.
But most importantly, at least to him, he goes to see the lanterns. He goes every time. At first just to watch, just to see the collective grief of Riverview being released onto the river. The different colors, the multitude of designs, the waterway transformed into a parade of ghosts in every hue and shape. It's beautiful. It hurts to watch, but it's beautiful.
After that first time, he crafts lanterns for every time after. One for Paige, one for her squadron. One for Holdo. One for D'Qar. One for Tallie, and one for every lost pilot whose name he can remember. One for each of the transports that got blown from the sky, and one for the dead of Crait. It takes him until the end of the month to craft lanterns for each of the planets and moons of the Hosnian system. The largest belongs to Hosnian Prime. In Poe's opinion it's also the most beautiful, a lantern painted black and perforated in webs of tiny dots to form the shapes of Hosnian Prime's cities. He did it himself over the span of weeks.
It's different lanterns every time. Sometimes many, sometimes only a few. But different lanterns every time. He has plenty of people to grieve. ]
ii. June 8th - closed to Laura
[ He's out for a jog. Unarmed, unwary, listening to music. Poe almost thinks, as he gets hit across the head from behind, that he sorta had it coming.
After how many fights he got into during April, he definitely kinda had it coming.
Then he realizes something else is going on. His attackers have masks on, have shackles in their hands, and one of them snaps a collar around his neck from behind as he starts to get his bearings back. He whips around and punches that one in the face before two more are on him, dragging him face-down toward the ground while a third--a fourth, really--tries to snap the shackles around his wrists and behind his back. ]
iii. kidnapping aftermath - hospital
[ Poe is getting entirely too used to the hospital.
The first day he just sleeps. Drifts in and out, peripherally aware of visitors, saying things he won't remember the next day that either make no sense or too much sense. Nonsense declarations, confessions, mumbled apologies.
The second day he finally stirs out of the shadows of his dreams, most of which involve being beaten in the dark, some of them morphing into bar brawls or dreams of crashing ships. All in all, waking up is something of a relief.
The doctor comes in long enough to tell him he can be released later that day, once they finish their follow-up testing. Poe eases himself upright, glad he can do it without shooting pains, even if he still aches all over.
Yeah, shit hurts. But he's still alive. He's starting to wonder if he's unnaturally lucky or just unnaturally hard to kill. ]
iv. returning home
[ It's Finn who brings him back from the hospital, no surprises there. But Poe is restless in their little apartment, and he feels well enough to go out. He doesn't just do it, he wouldn't do that to Finn so soon after an undesirable disappearance for a week, but he does tell Finn exactly where he's going and promise to call when he gets there.
Which doesn't preclude Finn following him, necessarily, but Poe can't blame him for that either if it happens. He would do it himself.
Where he goes is the Perimeter Guard. He runs the track there, slowly, as bruised and battered as he still is. He goes to their fitness center and takes it easy on himself, as much as he ever does. He gets in some target practice. And finally, finally, when people start coming off-shift and he can go to the shuttle bay without getting much attention, he goes back to his mother's ship.
At first he just walks around it, running his hand over the metal, still bumpy and chipped in places from its time in the jungle. He climbs up to touch every crack and fissure in the hood, to run his fingertip along one sharp edge even though it leaves a shallow cut.
He climbs inside and just sits there, going over the controls, touching every button and switch even though none of them have power right now.
And then he closes his eyes and leans back in the chair and starts singing a Yavini lullaby. ]
v. wildcard
[ If Poe isn't training at the PG or jogging around town, he can usually be found running errands (very exciting), or visiting parks around Riverview. He's also joined the birdwatching and hiking clubs, though he's more of a solitary birder and goes out into the jungle around Riverview by himself to spot local critters he's never seen before. ]
what: Catch-all for June + kidnapping and fallout
when: June! And one trip back in time to Memoria.
where: All Around Riverview
warnings: Violence, probably torture, mourning/death/grief.
i. backdated to memoria
[ He needs this holiday.
Poe can admit that much to himself pretty easily. He needed Jim to find him in that bar, he needed Finn to drag him out of that last fight. He needs this holiday.
He's not sure how to express that at first. He hangs lanterns whenever he's asked or they're offered. He leaves small gifts for his friends. He realizes, with a pang of surprise, how few of them he has here.
But most importantly, at least to him, he goes to see the lanterns. He goes every time. At first just to watch, just to see the collective grief of Riverview being released onto the river. The different colors, the multitude of designs, the waterway transformed into a parade of ghosts in every hue and shape. It's beautiful. It hurts to watch, but it's beautiful.
After that first time, he crafts lanterns for every time after. One for Paige, one for her squadron. One for Holdo. One for D'Qar. One for Tallie, and one for every lost pilot whose name he can remember. One for each of the transports that got blown from the sky, and one for the dead of Crait. It takes him until the end of the month to craft lanterns for each of the planets and moons of the Hosnian system. The largest belongs to Hosnian Prime. In Poe's opinion it's also the most beautiful, a lantern painted black and perforated in webs of tiny dots to form the shapes of Hosnian Prime's cities. He did it himself over the span of weeks.
It's different lanterns every time. Sometimes many, sometimes only a few. But different lanterns every time. He has plenty of people to grieve. ]
ii. June 8th - closed to Laura
[ He's out for a jog. Unarmed, unwary, listening to music. Poe almost thinks, as he gets hit across the head from behind, that he sorta had it coming.
After how many fights he got into during April, he definitely kinda had it coming.
Then he realizes something else is going on. His attackers have masks on, have shackles in their hands, and one of them snaps a collar around his neck from behind as he starts to get his bearings back. He whips around and punches that one in the face before two more are on him, dragging him face-down toward the ground while a third--a fourth, really--tries to snap the shackles around his wrists and behind his back. ]
iii. kidnapping aftermath - hospital
[ Poe is getting entirely too used to the hospital.
The first day he just sleeps. Drifts in and out, peripherally aware of visitors, saying things he won't remember the next day that either make no sense or too much sense. Nonsense declarations, confessions, mumbled apologies.
The second day he finally stirs out of the shadows of his dreams, most of which involve being beaten in the dark, some of them morphing into bar brawls or dreams of crashing ships. All in all, waking up is something of a relief.
The doctor comes in long enough to tell him he can be released later that day, once they finish their follow-up testing. Poe eases himself upright, glad he can do it without shooting pains, even if he still aches all over.
Yeah, shit hurts. But he's still alive. He's starting to wonder if he's unnaturally lucky or just unnaturally hard to kill. ]
iv. returning home
[ It's Finn who brings him back from the hospital, no surprises there. But Poe is restless in their little apartment, and he feels well enough to go out. He doesn't just do it, he wouldn't do that to Finn so soon after an undesirable disappearance for a week, but he does tell Finn exactly where he's going and promise to call when he gets there.
Which doesn't preclude Finn following him, necessarily, but Poe can't blame him for that either if it happens. He would do it himself.
Where he goes is the Perimeter Guard. He runs the track there, slowly, as bruised and battered as he still is. He goes to their fitness center and takes it easy on himself, as much as he ever does. He gets in some target practice. And finally, finally, when people start coming off-shift and he can go to the shuttle bay without getting much attention, he goes back to his mother's ship.
At first he just walks around it, running his hand over the metal, still bumpy and chipped in places from its time in the jungle. He climbs up to touch every crack and fissure in the hood, to run his fingertip along one sharp edge even though it leaves a shallow cut.
He climbs inside and just sits there, going over the controls, touching every button and switch even though none of them have power right now.
And then he closes his eyes and leans back in the chair and starts singing a Yavini lullaby. ]
v. wildcard
[ If Poe isn't training at the PG or jogging around town, he can usually be found running errands (very exciting), or visiting parks around Riverview. He's also joined the birdwatching and hiking clubs, though he's more of a solitary birder and goes out into the jungle around Riverview by himself to spot local critters he's never seen before. ]
