@aercnaut / random starter
Rey has been searching for Poe everywhere and strangely enough he’s not in his usual places. It’s as she’s passing the hangar to look somewhere else (Rey had already checked the hangar) that she sees his familiar mop of curly hair. Visibly brightening up she jogs over to him calling out his name.
“I have something for you,” she smiles. Opening her palm, reveals a beautiful orange flower that she picked from the forest outside the base. Using the force, she telekinetically lifts the flower from her palm and slides it into his hair.
LIVELY CHATTER blossoms in the space between himself and his commrades as they idle in the hangar , uplifting spirits giving rise to plenty of appreciative grins despite the grim fate they must face in the heat of battle . it’s been some time since poe has been able to let his mind drift from the war , and when his conversation is interrupted by the presence of the jedi , he can feel himself easing into this new lull between battle more easily .
❛ oh , look who it is ! ❜ HE EXCLAIMS as he excuses himself from the group , ushering the two out of a listening ear’s range . brows quirk in curiosity as she answers his unspoken ‘ what’s up ? ’ with a vague explanation and anticipation of a gift . it is when delicate palms finally unravel the flower that he grins widely , even attempting to hold back an amused chuckle ( and failing miserably ) .
rey fascinates him . the way she uses naught but force alone to plant its stem within curly locks leaves him awestruck , fumbling for the words he wishes to speak ---------- but he decides against something witty , and instead utters a bashful query . ❛ . . . well ? how do i look ? ❜
