Finn, Y/N, and DJ ride the Libertine. It rockets through the hyperspace tunnel. Y/N sits in the pilot's seat as Finn checks some of the blinking dials and other meters in the ship.
Finn: Four parsecs to go. This thing really cooks.
Y/N: I just hope we make it in time.
He swivels around in the pilot's seat to face the stuttering man behind them.
Y/N: You're not screwing us over huh? Can you actually do this?
DJ sits in one of the passenger seats behind them, sipping some drink from a cup he found.
DJ: Yeah... About that...
Finn turns around and Y/N calmly gets up out of his seat and grabs the shabby man by the shirt, lifting him out of his chair and pinning him to the wall.
Y/N: There better be a good finish to that sentence or I'm going to stuff you in the trash chute.
He stares straight into the man's soul as Finn looks at anything but the two in front of him.
DJ: Guys, I can do it. But there exists a pre-"do it" conversation about price.
Y/N: Once we're outta here, you'll be able to ask the Resistance to give you whatever you want.
DJ: What you got deposit-wise?
Y/N pushes him harder onto the wall.
DJ: Hey take it easy.
Finn: Are you kidding me? Look at us.
DJ nods his head in agreement but looks down at Y/N's hands. More specifically, his right ring-finger.
DJ: Is that Beskar?
Y/N looks down at his wedding-band and back up at the man incredulously.
DJ: That's something.
Finn: No, we gave you our word. You're gonna get paid. That should be enough.
Y/N eyes the ring on his finger, thinking.
DJ: Guys, I wanna keep helping. But no something, n-n-n-no doing.
Finn: Ok, listen here, you've gotta-
Y/N drops DJ and lets the man slink to the floor. He turns around and with a single motion, slips the wedding ring off of his finger. He tosses it to DJ, who clasps it in his grimy hands.
Y/N: (barely keeping it together) You better get us in.
He swivels back around in his chair, a look of anger and thought on his face. He rubs his ring finger again, now feeling the skin where it once was, now bare for the first time in a while. He rubs his eyes, trying to not become emotional as a result of what he just did.
DJ holds up the ring as Finn shows his anger.
DJ: Now I can help.
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In the back of the ship, DJ knocks on some cabinets rhythmically, until one opens
Finn: Give it back.
The new codebreaker rummages through gold coins and casino chips, stuffing his pockets full.
DJ: What?
Finn: Give it back! You have no idea just what that ring means to him. What are you.... Why are you ransacking your own ship?
DJ turns to Finn with a look in his eyes that says "Really?" Finn shrugs his shoulders and sighs in annoyance.
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The Forgotten Hero: A Star Wars Story
FanfictionA young man on tattooine meets a couple of unexpected people, and embarks upon the journey of a lifetime [I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS ALL RIGHTS BESIDES MY ORIGINAL CHARACTER BELONG TO LUCASFILMS AND DISNEY]