[ Poe loses. Again. He's grinning, though, genuine and bright and without the shadows he's been carrying with him through each day since he first found out about Paige and her squadron. ]
Like I said. Outside of a cockpit. [ He runs his hand up the side of the crystal, half-expecting it to be warm. There's little runnels and build-ups here and there, like the pillar is made of transparent wax instead of stone, melting from some unfelt heat. ] I can't believe this has been here the whole time and no one found it before now.
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Date: 2018-01-30 04:10 am (UTC)Like I said. Outside of a cockpit. [ He runs his hand up the side of the crystal, half-expecting it to be warm. There's little runnels and build-ups here and there, like the pillar is made of transparent wax instead of stone, melting from some unfelt heat. ] I can't believe this has been here the whole time and no one found it before now.