open rp post

[killthepast]

OPEN RP POST

this is an open rp post. do what you will with it. picture prompts, prose starters, tflns, lyrics, memes, etc etc etc. gen preferred, but i'm not 100% opposed to shipping, depending on the character and how well they click. permissions here & character info here.

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[killthepast]

[ He can feel it: the certainty, the complete lack of fear emanating from Poe. He would be content to die for his cause, his people. Ren should kill him, then stamp out every seed of the Resistance hiding in this quarantine, just to prove the pointlessness of such sentimentality.

Except... the lesson wouldn't be particularly effective, since the person he'd be teaching it to would be dead...

Ren answers that question with a forceful (lowercase f) shove back, putting some distance between them. He's confident enough that he could stop the bolt if Dameron gets it in his head to try firing again. ] I should thank you for returning this to me. [ BUT HE'S NOT GONNA, SO THERE. ] Go.

[volitaunt]

Hmm, no, I don't think I will. [ He's still got that smile on his face. Poe slides his blaster back into its holster, keeping his hand wrapped around the grip. ] This isn't a First Order star destroyer. This isn't a First Order base. You're no one. So I think I'll stay right where I am, and you can go.

[killthepast]

[ He hates this man, this nothing of a rebel, putting to words everything he knows already about his status here. Of course, it's only temporary: he'll either find his way off his rock, or he'll rise in the ranks. What he won't do is languish like some bottom-feeder. And what he should do, right here and now, is rise above and walk away with his dignity intact.

But, even still, the knowledge that this is but a transitional circumstance can't keep his anger at bay in this moment. If asked, Ren would claim his fury as a strength, but there's a part of himself (small, quiet, but still present) that knows what it truly is: weakness. And it's one that he gives into when, with a snarl, he whips his hand out to yank Dameron's blaster and shatter it against the nearest wall.

When given the choice to walk away or throw a giant baby tantrum, he goes for the latter. AND NOW HE'LL TURN ON HIS HEEL AND STALK OFF. ]

[volitaunt]

[ Because it is the purview of rebel scum to be snarky in the worst possible circumstances, and because Poe was definitely definitely not startled by that particular display of meaningless power, he yells after Ren's retreating back: ]

I liked that blaster!

[ He's just going to stand there for a few seconds. Collect himself, make sure Darth Tantrum is really leaving.

And then he's going to flat-out run back to the communal housing building and find his goddamn roommates. ]