[It's funny, the way a familiar set of grey clothes can brighten your spirits, Rey decides. She changes the moment she finds her own clothes sitting on her bed, and as she explores the BASE it's with a new kind of life that hasn't been in her eyes or the set of her shoulders since her escape from the Regency. She's kept to herself, which is normal, but she'd made herself small, someone no one would take notice of.
Now, whether it's poking her head into the kitchen and piling a plate high with protein bars (someone show her how to turn them into things), wandering through the library, or just staring in wonder at a room filled with tubs for bathing in, it's clear she's clawing her way out of that place, refusing to let a little kidnapping and torture get her down.]
[arrival on the fish]
[As soon as Rey steps outside, her cloak now secure around her shoulders, staff slung across her back, it's a wonder she doesn't walk right into someone from how hard she's staring at what she's seeing here. Maybe she does stop in her tracks right in front of someone and get knocked into herself, but she remembers after a moment to move out of the way, still staring up at the trees and the sky, the colors captivating to her after a world of nothing but sand.
Takodana had been green, and Atch-To had been grey. Crait had been a landscape of white with red dirt hidden beneath the salt, but none of it had prepared her for this.
After a moment she has to find a rock, has to sit down before her knees give out, and she leans forward and presses the heels of her hands hard into her eyes. She's not crying, at least not yet, but the last few weeks have not been kind and the peace and tranquility she feels in this place are just a little overwhelming.]
[if you squint, it's a speeder]
[After she collects herself, of course, she's more than ready to explore where they've landed and of course, of course the hoverbikes catch her eye. They look painfully similiar to the speeder she built herself, so she makes a beeline for one... and doesn't get on it.
Instead, she gets her fingers into the cover she assumes is protecting the engine and starts to pull. Give her enough time and she'll have the thing pried open, wires exposed, and grubby little fingers all over the inner workings. Thing look familiar enough that she's not hesitating, just working connections loose and crossing the wires to new places, stripping them with her teeth to make new connections.]
If we could find you an engine, I bet you could really fly.
[Is she talking to the speeder? All signs point to yes don't judge her.]
[wildcard!] [There's TONS to do here, so literally anything from exploring to camping to BASE shenanigans is on the table. Hit me up at blahblahren or pm this journal for plotting or just feel free to toss something at me! Also, prose or brackets are both fine, I'll follow your lead!]
Rey | Star Wars
[It's funny, the way a familiar set of grey clothes can brighten your spirits, Rey decides. She changes the moment she finds her own clothes sitting on her bed, and as she explores the BASE it's with a new kind of life that hasn't been in her eyes or the set of her shoulders since her escape from the Regency. She's kept to herself, which is normal, but she'd made herself small, someone no one would take notice of.
Now, whether it's poking her head into the kitchen and piling a plate high with protein bars (someone show her how to turn them into things), wandering through the library, or just staring in wonder at a room filled with tubs for bathing in, it's clear she's clawing her way out of that place, refusing to let a little kidnapping and torture get her down.]
[arrival on the fish]
[As soon as Rey steps outside, her cloak now secure around her shoulders, staff slung across her back, it's a wonder she doesn't walk right into someone from how hard she's staring at what she's seeing here. Maybe she does stop in her tracks right in front of someone and get knocked into herself, but she remembers after a moment to move out of the way, still staring up at the trees and the sky, the colors captivating to her after a world of nothing but sand.
Takodana had been green, and Atch-To had been grey. Crait had been a landscape of white with red dirt hidden beneath the salt, but none of it had prepared her for this.
After a moment she has to find a rock, has to sit down before her knees give out, and she leans forward and presses the heels of her hands hard into her eyes. She's not crying, at least not yet, but the last few weeks have not been kind and the peace and tranquility she feels in this place are just a little overwhelming.]
[if you squint, it's a speeder]
[After she collects herself, of course, she's more than ready to explore where they've landed and of course, of course the hoverbikes catch her eye. They look painfully similiar to the speeder she built herself, so she makes a beeline for one... and doesn't get on it.
Instead, she gets her fingers into the cover she assumes is protecting the engine and starts to pull. Give her enough time and she'll have the thing pried open, wires exposed, and grubby little fingers all over the inner workings. Thing look familiar enough that she's not hesitating, just working connections loose and crossing the wires to new places, stripping them with her teeth to make new connections.]
If we could find you an engine, I bet you could really fly.
[Is she talking to the speeder? All signs point to yes don't judge her.]
[wildcard!]
[There's TONS to do here, so literally anything from exploring to camping to BASE shenanigans is on the table. Hit me up at