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❛ wren solo misses her brother ❜
𝕺𝐑
in which a flyboy and a flygirl must
put aside their differences and
save the galaxy from a monster
in a mask
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❪ poe dameron x fem!oc ❫
❪ tfa ━...
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Dameron really is an idiot. And this just proves it. How he's going to face down an entire dreadnought is beyond me.
On the radio, I hear BB-8 beeping out obscenities at Poe.
"Come on BB. We've pulled crazier stunts than this. Happy beeps here buddy, come on." Poe says.
"Just for the record Commander Dameron, I'm with the droid on this one." My mother says.
"Thank you for your support General." He replies sarcastically. Then he whispers- "Happy beeps." To himself, restating what he had said seconds ago.
I adjust the comlink in my ear, making sure I can hear everything.
I've been away from the Resistance base for almost week. Mom sent me off on some mission to find medical supplies for Finn.
"Just make sure you don't die Dameron." I say with laugh, trying to lighten the mood. In reality, worry gnaws at my stomach. What he if Poe doesn't come back? What if-
My thoughts are cut off my Dameron starting his distraction.
"Attention. This Commander Poe Dameron of the Republic fleet. I have an urgent communique for General Hugs."
I let out a giggle.
It's silent for a moment as I hear Hux, the carrot top, respond to Poe.
"Hi, I'm holding for General Hugs." Poe says. I can hear the laugh he's holding in.
Silence again.
"Ok, I'll hold."
Pause.
"Hello? Yup. I'm still here."
I can imagine Hux's face at this whole interaction.
"Hugs? With an 'H'. Skinny guy, kinda pasty."
At this, I snort.
"Look, I cant hold forever. If you reach him, tell him Leia has an urgent message for him...about his mother."
I take my eyes of the sky for a second just to process what Poe said.
"Dameron, you're an idiot." I murmur into the comlink.
"BB-8 punch it!" Poe yells.
I hear the faint sound of wind rushing past an X-wing cockpit.
"Whoo, that's got a kick!" Poe says excitedly.
"Alright, taking out the cannons now." He relays to my mother. I expect her to be sitting around the comlink nervously.
"There's one cannon left!" I hear a rustle of fabric. "Andd here comes the parade."
Faintly, I hear BB-8 beep nervously.
"Poe-" I begin to warn him.
"Yeah, yeah I see 'em!" He yells.
"Poe, be careful." I say, my voice straining. In my head, the vision Ben made me see on Starkiller is replaying, over and over. Poe's X-wing being blown to bits.
