When was the last time Ben had seen his mother? He couldn’t recall. Yet, here he was showing up to Senator Organa’s office in hopes that she could figure out how to get him out of the mess he’d made for himself. She’d done it before, so he was sure she could do it again, but this time he was done with Snoke’s shit. The man treated him like shit, constantly throwing his father’s death in his face to keep him pacified and honestly, he was sick of it. He wanted to be normal in some semblance again. Maybe go off to college and study something was actually passionate about.

He was holding his helmet under his arm as he walked through the government office. Most people around the area knew him by face despite how he hadn’t been there in ages and so none of the security stopped him. They knew he wasn’t any danger to his mother. He loved her more than anything. He went straight pass her secretary’s desk and right into her office, seeing the woman on the phone.

“Mama.” He said quietly. She’d noticed someone had entered but her gaze was elsewhere. She held a finger out for him to wait and Ben frowned.

“Mama!” He tried again and this time she realized. Her eyes slowly looking up at him before he gave her the widest smile he could imagine.

“I’ll call you back.” She said to the person on the other line and hung up without waiting for an answer back, “Ben Solo, what in god’s name are you doing in my office?”

“I wanted to speak with you about something important.” Ben moved to sit in the seat in front of her desk, “Something you might be happy to hear about.” Leia gave him a wary gaze before pressing the button to buzz her secretary.

@onehell-of-apilot​:  "How many kids do you want?"

[sms;//transmit: Old Man] You alive?

[sms;//transmit: Old Man] You didn’t drop by mom’s party.

[sms;//transmit: Old Man] I had a present for you.

@onehell-of-apilot: [Comm link] Hey firecrotch, want to go for drinks, later? (from senator poe)

@onehell-of-apilot​:  ☝️ Tap my muse on the shoulder (right after Exegol battle)

Adrenaline was running high even after the Fireball touched down on Ajan Kloss, and relief washed over Kaz as he clambered out of the ship and touched down on the soil. It took almost no time at all for those from the Colossus-- the Aces, Tam and himself-- to gravitate towards each other in the moment of celebration that enveloped the air. They’d done it-- they’d managed to take out at least a chunk of the threat.

Amidst the chaos of the aftermath-- the comedown and realization slowly leading towards energy fizzling down to something more manageable, Kaz hadn’t been aware that Poe had approached him until the older man was already tapping his shoulder-- then again, he’d figured something had to have been happening off the glance Tam and Torra had shared. The touch startled him into jumping and whirling around, but the confusion didn’t last for too long.

@onehell-of-apilot ran into hux at a party

"Before you say anything,” he felt ridiculous. He should have come without a costume, or just stayed home. Anything would be better than this. “It was the only thing they had left.” He had, he thought to his credit, entirely forgotten about this foolishness. And so he’d been forced to stop at one of those garish costume shops the day of the event and--- well, the nurse’s costume was doing his figure no favours, he knew that much. He lifted his chin, trying to pretend like he wasn’t bright red and planning his escape. 

@onehell-of-apilot​:  "I have an urgent communique for Commander Pike."

There’s a faint sigh that the modular hardly even picks up on-- something that sounded more like static to anyone that may be around him. The (likely intentional) ‘mispronunciation’ of the name he’d earned for himself was childish, and well enough to hint towards the incoming communication request was something that would potentially be a waste of time.

Still, he picked up the request through his helmet communications-- voice low and steady once finally directed over the line;