that is pretty much nowhere

“yeah, but i don’t know where to find it.” wedge kicks a panel idly. he’s run into a few ships where enterprising pilots created panels that could only be forced open by a good kick at the right angle. good people, basically. “from what i know about han solo, there should be alcohol all over this ship.” he frowns. “maybe calrissian knows. or chewie, you’re right.” he rocks up onto his toes in order to peer up at an upper shelf. it’s all dust and a few random bits of lint up there. nothing worth his time. did someone else go through here and get all the alcohol first? he’ll have to find and fight them if so. wedge sighs and glances over at her. “who’re you? there’s a lot of new faces around here, but i’m pretty sure we haven’t met.”

“how has the outside world been these past few months?” iris asked. she wondered if, with snoke and kylo ren out of the picture, the galaxy had known peace for a shining moment. surely, there would have been some first order officers not caught up in the force’s machinations, and the fighting would begin again soon nonetheless, but still; she was curious.

“i’ve been stuck on naboo,” she explained. “i’d actually probably go back there, just to see what it’s like without everything.”

rey shrugged as she sipped on her coffee. “lonely,” she replied almost instantaneously before realizing that probably wasn’t the answer she was looking for. “calm and chaotic all at the same time, i suppose.” despite the devil of all devils being dead, that didn’t stop the war from raging on and with the very few resistance members that had disappeared, it was hard to fight. 

       his guard is down, eyes closed as he leans against the wall and brings a hand to cover his face from any onlookers. exhaustion weighing down at his bones, and weary thoughts reserved for those on the way to recovery right now, luke’s defenses are brittle and worn, and perhaps that is why he doesn’t sense her coming  —  at least not at first. the acknowledge comes as he straightens his spine, breath catching in his throat ; a voice almost forgotten, yet never entirely so, confirming his suspicions almost immediately. eyes open in a hurry, pushing off from the wall and turning towards the direction of the voice.  ❛  rey,  ❜  he breathes out, disbelief within his tone. his last memory of her has stayed with him after the reanimated awakening from the grip of death, the passing of his legacy to a jedi far more worthy than he, who had proven herself despite his initial stubbornness against her pleas of help. he takes a step in her direction, features astonished before he pauses.  ❛  it’s good to see you again.  ❜  the words albeit twinged with a bit of an awkward edge, speak genuine, and a hint of a smile grows against his lips.

“Really?” Rose asked. “Well, it probably saved you from getting sick. Or dealing with the chaos of the past few months.” For as worried as Rose had been about Rey, she didn’t want her to have dealt with the virus. Or the strange and uncomfortable peace treaty set in place. Things were back to normal now.

Or as normal as things could be in war. 

“We were on a planet called Earth for awhile. Then we got transported to Naboo. I still don’t know how it all happened. I wasn’t able to get a clear answer.” Rose didn’t understand the Force. She didn’t pretend to understand the Force. She respected it from a distance. 

“We had a peace treaty, for awhile. But it was somewhat of a… loosely kept treaty. I think the virus is what broke it. Everyone started getting sick. I wasn’t sick, at first. But some person broke out of quarantine and infected me.” Which, they may still be in Naboo in prison. Rose wasn’t sure. 

“Oh, uh. Also. There have been a lot of people coming back from the dead through the Force.” Probably not the best afterthought. But. There it was. 

she confirmed the thought by nodding. “yeah, that’s true,” she agreed but she wasn’t sure if she would have rather been with them than all alone. she supposed there were positive and negatives to both sides but none of that mattered now. what mattered was finding the cure. 

“earth?” rey questioned with raised eyebrows. she had her fair share of knowledge on the planets but she had never heard of earth before. “transported...? like, you all just woke up on naboo?” that was certainly odd. rey had her suspicions about the force being behind all of this but as rose kept talking, her doubts didn’t seem so crazy after all. 

confusion seemed to be the emotion she was most strongly feeling at that moment but things weirdly made sense. “as in, a peace treaty with the people of naboo and earth?” rey questioned once more. she thought naboo was a fairly neutral planet in the war and well, she couldn’t fend for earth. “well that sounds incredibly stupid. who would even do that?”

iris couldn’t process it. everyone in the resistance that she’d meet seemed so nice, and they never seemed to expect anything in return. they were just good people. she’d never felt so much kindness back on canto bight, and she definitely hadn’t experienced anything remotely close while with the first order. it was strange.

“i’m iris.” iris said, returning the handshake. “‘s great to meet you too.” iris placed her empty cup on a nearby surface. “so, were you on naboo with everyone else, or did you just come in?”

rey grinned at the other woman, a little thankful for her warm introduction. some people had been a little cold, understandably of course. everyone was still recovering from a kriffing plague, for the maker’s sake. she couldn’t blame them.