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1 ❈ Arrival
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It was wet. It was cold. It was impossible to breathe.
As Rey came to, she was aware that she was relieving the moment she'd come out of the pool on Ahch-To, only it was actually freezing and the water she was in was much, much deeper than before. She flailed her arms and found herself reaching toward the surface - the blurry light gave her that much of a clue - but there was no way she was going to make it without inhaling the water she was surrounded by. She kicked, arms outstretched, and broke the surface with a gasp, immediately falling under the water again. Something was weighing her down, but she couldn't pinpoint the weight while panicking at the same time.
There was so much wrong with what was happening to her in that moment that when she broke the surface the second time, she croaked out a, "Help!" before her head ducked below the surface again. The kicking helped, though she'd only caught a glimpse of someone walking by before the water had obscured her eyesight again.
The warmth was welcome and, as she sank into a chair by the fire with a quick, but generic, smile at her rescuer, she pulled the bag she'd been wearing closer and took in her surroundings. It wasn't quite like any cantina she'd been to and it was nothing like Jakku, which left her at a loss. She recognized no one and though the language wasn't a barrier, the things she'd been told meant nothing to her.
Worse, trying to reach out with the Force had left her with nothing. It was if it didn't exist and that was the most terrifying feeling of all. Though it was new to her, she'd become accustomed to it being there in the last several days and without it - or a blaster or her staff - she felt more helpless than she wanted to admit. It wouldn't last long, she was a survivor if nothing else, but being deposited on a new planet, tossed unconscious into a fountain like she had been, was unsettling.
To say the least.
WHO: Rey
WHERE: First at the Fountain, then at the Inn
WHEN: End of December
OPEN TO: Fountain is open to Karen; the Inn is open to anyone with answers
WARNINGS: There could be TLJ spoilers, but I will warn for them & please let me know if you'd like to avoid them!
WHERE: First at the Fountain, then at the Inn
WHEN: End of December
OPEN TO: Fountain is open to Karen; the Inn is open to anyone with answers
WARNINGS: There could be TLJ spoilers, but I will warn for them & please let me know if you'd like to avoid them!
fountain - closed to Karen
It was wet. It was cold. It was impossible to breathe.
As Rey came to, she was aware that she was relieving the moment she'd come out of the pool on Ahch-To, only it was actually freezing and the water she was in was much, much deeper than before. She flailed her arms and found herself reaching toward the surface - the blurry light gave her that much of a clue - but there was no way she was going to make it without inhaling the water she was surrounded by. She kicked, arms outstretched, and broke the surface with a gasp, immediately falling under the water again. Something was weighing her down, but she couldn't pinpoint the weight while panicking at the same time.
There was so much wrong with what was happening to her in that moment that when she broke the surface the second time, she croaked out a, "Help!" before her head ducked below the surface again. The kicking helped, though she'd only caught a glimpse of someone walking by before the water had obscured her eyesight again.
inn
The warmth was welcome and, as she sank into a chair by the fire with a quick, but generic, smile at her rescuer, she pulled the bag she'd been wearing closer and took in her surroundings. It wasn't quite like any cantina she'd been to and it was nothing like Jakku, which left her at a loss. She recognized no one and though the language wasn't a barrier, the things she'd been told meant nothing to her.
Worse, trying to reach out with the Force had left her with nothing. It was if it didn't exist and that was the most terrifying feeling of all. Though it was new to her, she'd become accustomed to it being there in the last several days and without it - or a blaster or her staff - she felt more helpless than she wanted to admit. It wouldn't last long, she was a survivor if nothing else, but being deposited on a new planet, tossed unconscious into a fountain like she had been, was unsettling.
To say the least.
