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riverviewlogs2018-08-01 08:31 pm
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what: housewarming party
when: mid-august
where: jyn & cassian's home
warnings:
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It's not a very inviting text but since technically Jyn did invite the recipients to come to a location at a predetermined time, that counts as an invitation and Cassian cannot complain. The location is a small cottage home, space masonry covered in the same creeping leafy ivy as the rest of the moon, an overgrown garden on the side of the house being (what looks like violently) cut back to make room for the fresh plots of tiny herbs, each carefully labeled. There's a welcome mat and the door is open with the sounds of music drifting out of the screen door.
(Side note: none of that was there if early recon happened on the [LOCATION], so jot that down. This happened nearly overnight.)
Once inside, it's... shit, is it a party? Is it a party in Jyn and Cassian's new home that they got without telling anyone, moving in the cloak of night so that they could steal literally all of the furniture in their apartment that wasn't nailed down? Well, the shrimp dispenser is there in the kitchen and Jyn's wall of herbs are still there so that must be the case.
That's 100% what happened.
The kitchen is full of food, made by Cassian, and alcohol, and there is a small ginger cat prowling around and a small grey pile of fluff that occasionally makes a noise so it must be alive, the music is low enough to hold a conversation, and of course there is shrimp. Never ending bottomless shrimp. This is the extent of the party but be grateful that a year after Jyn and Cassian arrived in the Quarantine, they're inviting their, like, five friends to their home. Some people have never even seen the apartment, but that time has passed. Pour one out.
In addition to the food, there is one single cake, homemade, because turns out this party doubles as a joint birthday party. You know, for the birthdays neither of them told anyone about.
Yay! Party!
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Finn, are you attracted to a cotton ball?
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Gosh.
This is Raddus erasure. What if he smacked Poe on the shoulder right now.
Finn points at Poe instead. Directly into his face. ]
You know, I don't have to be your friend, Poe! A few months is a good run for some people. [ Why are all of his favorite people like this, he says, having just led this entire conversation around in a weird circle that made this interaction happen in the first place. ] Jyn named it. After Bail Organa. Who she says is handsome. And I assumed you'd have an opinion on him since you've got opinions on everything.
[ Honestly at this point he hopes Roy is crouched behind furniture with John 100% out of earshot, because there are only so many layers of his own nonsense he's prepared to have to explain at a time. ]
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[ He's grinning now. ] You love me. Besides, we share an apartment, you have to be my friend.
[ He claps a hand on Finn's shoulder before finally letting him go. ] Bail Furgana.
[ Poe bows to Senator Organa's namesake. ] Between Bail, Raddus, and Solo, we could have a reunion.
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Finn will offer no comment on the type-sharing (what he assumes is a) joke, though. Like, so far all he knows about Jyn's type is "Cassian" and "one specific beautiful, charismatic leader". There are worse types to have. Finn has working eyes. Which he promptly rolls. ]
I'm sure Rey's got a plant somewhere that reminds her of Skywalker. [ Or a porg or a. Lizard or something. He's open. ]
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We should start a mini Rebellion. Who else can we--Snap Wexley, and General Calrissian, General Dodonna, Jon Vander, Dex Tiree and Davish Krail, Garven Dreis--
[ Stop him before he names every pilot in the Rebellion, Finn. ]
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When you literally only recognize General Calrissian and the rest are all but footnotes.
He's definitely putting a stop to this before the entire rebel roster comes tumbling out. ]
The more names you add, the less this is sounding like a mini anything. [ WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE. ] Unless you plan on naming whatever we can find in the zoo.
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[ Yes, nature nerd Poe Dameron visits the zoo every once in a while when he needs to relax. He is also actually involved in the Riverview Birding Society now. Careful Finn, he might drag you along to the aviary and introduce you to Wedge Antilles. ]
We should go. Get some pet ideas.
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I don't think we should be getting pet ideas from the zoo. [ It just sounds counter intuitive. ] Solo is a pet. Raddus is a pet. Anything that needs a lot of space or might kill us isn't a pet.
[ Did Finn immediately think about all the really huge deadly or creepy stuff in particular in the Riverview zoo? God, yeah. Instantly. ]
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[ Look at this musing face, Finn, it is entirely sincere. ] Could start a nice ranch.
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He huffs. The laugh one, not the offended one. ]
Last time I met something in a stable, I had to ride it through a casino. [ Worth it, but never again. Rose can ride all the fathiers in the galaxy. ] Pretty sure you're the only ranching type here.
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[ Sounds like a good time T B Q H. He's sorry he missed out on that one. ]
We could definitely teach you to ride, y'know. Ride, wrangle, herd. Get you ready to visit my dad when all this is over.
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He loves this joking implication that it's a given that he's gonna meet Kes Dameron one day. And he's almost definitely going to get put to work somehow if he does. Although to be fair, getting put to work and hoping an adultier adult likes him sounds more appealing than... standing around hoping an adultier adult likes him. Talking about the weather or something. ]
You do a lot of wrangling at your place?
[ Poe's mentioned the growing up on a ranch thing. It's not a surprise. Finn just can't say he's ever tried to picture the ins and outs of that in his time here. The real actual properties of such a lifestyle. ]
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Fungal delicacies. Finn can't stand the fact that he doesn't know if that's a joke. He's friends with the worst man in the universe. ]
I haven't seen any of those in person. So that should give you an idea of how much adventure you're selling. [ Rose would probably love all of them. More than he would. Outright. A lot of people would. ] How much of your dad's opinion rides on being good at this stuff?
[ Okay no, that's a joke. Mostly. Finn does have some very firm concerns re: Kes Dameron's future opinion of him. He can take or leave being liked for the most part. It's whatever. As long as he knows he's fine with whatever he's doing personally.
But like, thanks to hearsay and that time he saw some of Poe's memories, Finn has already decided to keep Poe's dad??? He's really banking on sticking the landing because if he doesn't, it turns weird. I feel like I've just typed up an Amy Santiago tag. ]
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Regardless, Poe jostles Finn lightly and gives him a lil bit of a noogie. ]
None of it. It'll just save you some laughter if you don't get run down by a nerf.
[ Poe knows, unequivocally, that his dad will like Finn. There's no room for doubt in his mind. He's going to get Finn through their war, and they'll go back Yavin 4, and Kes Dameron will get to meet the man who saved his son's life. ]
Besides, he already knows about you and likes what he's heard, so don't worry so much.
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(He will yell at a nerf very loudly when politely asking it to cooperate doesn't work. This strategy is now lined up well in advance.)
Finn takes a moment to marvel at the sheer word of mouth power that surrounds Poe and all he surveys. When did the guy have time to tell his dad anything about anything? They got a whole three days back home, and those days were buck wild.
... actually, maybe it was during the unconscious phase. Or the part of day one where he, personally, was wandering around Jakku at random until he magically found an outpost. He guesses he doesn't know Poe's life.
It's just weird to realize that to a select handful of people back home, he got a reputation of some sort without ever knowing about it, and that reputation has a habit of preceding him no matter how few days its been. Hence Rose, and her zap stick. ]
Who's worried?
[ Oh man, nailed it. ]
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[ TEASING, BUT ALSO FOND.
In that indefinite stretch of time between the crash on Jakku and the attack on Takodana, Poe spent a short stretch on Yavin 4, where he'd left Black One and picked up the unmarked X-wing he used on his flight to Tuanul. It wasn't long, but it was long enough to tell Kes the basics--he'd been captured, he'd been saved. Kes had told Poe right then that when it was all over, he wanted to meet Finn to thank him properly. It wasn't long, but it was long enough. The Damerons do Ride of Die pretty well.
He claps Finn on the shoulder and lets go. ]
Have you tried the shrimp dispenser?
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Finn gives Poe a sideways Look, because Finn is almost always giving Poe sideways Looks about something. But he can't dispute the facts, so he's glad to just follow the subject change to shrimp station. ]
Who hasn't? [ The shrimp are, after all.... bottomless. ] I hear they're cream cheese flavor.
[ A haunting thing to think about for me personally as a writer. Absolutely wild. Can't believe Finn and Poe stay up half the night for reasons other than their own suppressed traumas and it's all thanks to weird flavored shrimp. ]
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Have you tried it yet?
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No? It's not gonna taste the way it looks like it should.
[ Not irredeemable when he doesn't have any issues with the flavor itself, technically, but now it's about the principle. It's a personal attack on his sensibilities. He's been busy stealthily dropping cat toys around the house too, that probably contributed. ]
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[ Poe wraps an arm around Finn's shoulders and practically drags him in the direction of the shrimp dispenser. ]
If we don't like it Raddus might.
[ The cat rules all. ]
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[ Catnip's not enough. A new toy isn't enough. Cats have so much raw power. But it's cool. Finn goes along willingly. And not just because if he went dead weight, it would make one hell of a weird spectacle in the middle of this nice get-together.
They can try weird shrimp while Jyn nods approvingly from across the room, probably. The kind of nodding that says, "Yes, people came to our party and ate the food and looked at the rooms. We're expert hosts now so we never need to do this again." ]
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