I'M THE PILOT

“Because, you seem ever so DISAPPOINTED in my actions as of late.” Or rather, ALWAYS. It only appeared more so recently. 

Kylo studies the arch of her brow, and her diligent hands returning to their fidgeting of mechanics. Something he knew so little about. Where did she learn it from ?? Was there nothing BETTER to do in Jakku than scavenge broken down ships ? Likely.

“I am  a l w a y s  busy, Rey. But you prove to be quite the distraction.”

     “Are you surprised?” They’re on vastly different paths, despite how she wishes they weren’t. She can’t support his decisions.

      She continues working, though, because keeping her mind on fixing this and NOT on wondering what he’s been up to is going to help. 

** ~ Turning his body, BB met the optics with Rey as she spoke to him.         It always felt rather nice when she would double-check the antenna on         top of his head like this. It had been a recurring thing ever since they met.

        Though, sticking to the task at hand, BB would wait for a few moments.

        “  Bwii-wroo-wiiiip ! Brrr-wrrri-bwoop ! Wriii-woop ! “

[Actually… I think my glowlight stopped working..]

      She smiles down at him as she remains crouched for a moment, before she pushes herself to her feet and settles her staff back over her shoulder. Even with her saber at her hip, she always feels much happier with her staff nearby. 

     “... I’m PRETTY sure that’s not how that works.” Her brows pinch together, arms folding across her chest as she looks him up and down. “You’re just trying to trick me.” 

     “Don’t worry, BB-8, we can get you the parts we need.” She smiles down at the droid, one hand resting on him after she fixed his antenna. “What do you need first?” 

“As if I have any CONTROL over this connection.” He catches her gaze, pausing for a moment to simply  g l a r e.

“So interested in my affairs ?? Or just insight into the first order’s business ??” There is a faint smirk that appears, along with a raised brow. “You don’t want to know what I was doing.”

     “I don’t remember saying that you do.” She doesn’t glare back, simply arches an eyebrow in his direction.

He himself was never good at repairs–wasn’t that what DROIDS were for ?? He wouldn’t have been much help anyway. Still, he’ll give thee IMPRESSION of usefulness.

“I would hate to be such a DISTRACTION to such…important work.”

      He’s already being a distraction, but she’s not going to mention that because it’ll probably encourage him.

     “It’s fine. I’m great at multitasking.” 

      She pauses, glancing toward him for a moment.

He looked over at her. She always had a good appetite, that was for sure.

“Kashyyyk, I think.” Ben told her. “It’s the homeworld of the wookies. Uncle Chewie wants to introduce you to his family. Besides which, it would be good for you to visit them. The Jedi over the various generations have long been on good terms with the wookies. Uncle Chewie has come to forgive me too. It did take him some time. To be fair, I did have some morals when I was Kylo Ren…the Supreme Leader. I never ordered any attack on Kashyyyk, which I guess counts for something. I suppose he also still remembers me as a little boy who would take naps on his lap.”

     “Oh! That’s great, I’ve wanted to go there for a while.” She smiles to herself, leaning back in her seat as she glances over at him. She’s definitely looking forward to meeting Chewie’s family and seeing his homeworld. When he starts speaking of how Chewbacca has forgiven, she offers him a warm smile, leaning forward to rest her forearms on the table between them. “I knew he would. He can see that you’re still you, despite everything that’s happened.”

BB-12 had pointed out the ship on the other end of the hanger looking slightly worse for wear but wholly recognisable. He knew that ship. As most in the galaxy probably did. Completely forgetting himself he finds himself up the open ramp and sticking his head in, BB’12′s flat top head peering round the corner with him. 

“Oh! Sorry! No. I was being nosey.”  “Beep bee bwee.”  “Okay yes. I really wanted to see the ship. It’s… basically a legend. I’m guessing you’re Rey? I heard you being talked about. Good things I promise!” 

      Rey raises an eyebrow slightly at the interruption, her gaze drifting across the man before landing on his droid. BB-8 runs over excitedly, and the soft beeps flowing between the pair brings a smile to her lips.

     “No problem.” She looks back at the man and sets her hands on her hips, smile still pulling at her features as she steps closer. “That’s me. I’m sorry, but I don’t think I know you?” She reaches out a hand, though, glancing at his droid. “Or your droid. This little guy is BB-8.”

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“This a bad time ??” AS IF he had any control over the times they were and were not connected. Even so, the COMPANY is warm, and he welcomes it. He moves toward her, a test of her concentration. “I’d offer to help but it looks like you’ve got it covered.”

     “He said you left it over there.” She answers, a smile pulling at her face as she turns to look at Holdo. “He can help you decrypt it if you need him to?”