My dad and I used to go hiking in the jungle out behind the colony. We'd spend days up there. He could find whisper bird nests and woolamander colonies like he was born to it. Used to tell me he could find them by smell and I believed him for the longest time.
[ Poe tucks his hands into his jacket pockets, enjoying the breeze. It feels good to be out here already. Centering. He got used to city life on Hosnian Prime (the thought hurts, it always hurts, it's always going to hurt), but his heart will always belong to Yavin and its jungles.
I bet I can beat you to the top, John says, and once again Poe thinks of Karen. He tries not to think about why. But there they are, that barefoot run through the snow, laughing and slipping and pushing at each other, taking that last tumble into a snowbank and laying there eye-to-eye while their toes went numb.
It would feel strange and disloyal to race John and Poe... hates the feeling. He can't do it. He can't tangle these two memories up together. ]
Maybe outside of a cockpit. [ He slings an arm around John's shoulders, casually tactile, hoping that settles something between them. He cares about John, he cares about him a lot. He just...
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Date: 2018-01-25 05:22 pm (UTC)[ Poe tucks his hands into his jacket pockets, enjoying the breeze. It feels good to be out here already. Centering. He got used to city life on Hosnian Prime (the thought hurts, it always hurts, it's always going to hurt), but his heart will always belong to Yavin and its jungles.
I bet I can beat you to the top, John says, and once again Poe thinks of Karen. He tries not to think about why. But there they are, that barefoot run through the snow, laughing and slipping and pushing at each other, taking that last tumble into a snowbank and laying there eye-to-eye while their toes went numb.
It would feel strange and disloyal to race John and Poe... hates the feeling. He can't do it. He can't tangle these two memories up together. ]
Maybe outside of a cockpit. [ He slings an arm around John's shoulders, casually tactile, hoping that settles something between them. He cares about John, he cares about him a lot. He just...
He keeps thinking about Karen. ]