Poe Dameron: Space Latino
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18 May 2016
Poe gave up a lot of things when he defected to the Resistance, but there's always more to lose. War is an expensive lifestyle. You've got to keep your affairs in order and do the best you can with what you have. He owes this former Stormtrooper a life-debt, and beyond that he knows the kid's exceptional, so he's going to do everything he can to get the kid a fair start in this messy business.
Finn wakes up and has no idea what to do beyond joining the Resistance, but he knows he’s got to keep up with Poe somehow.
BB-8 really just thinks the two of them should go ahead and do that thing that biological organisms seem to spend so much time thinking about where they rub themselves on each other, already, because clearly that needs to happen.
STORY IS COMPLETE, sequel to follow. Warning: The story ends with a romantic subplot unresolved, just a plot arc complete. The romantic subplot is slated to resolve, but does not within this story. I don't want to promise a HEA that I don't deliver on right away!
- Part 1 of Home Out In The Wind
24 Apr 2016
The man grinned. “No,” he said, “it’s a terrible idea, but those are my specialty. They rent rooms over there, no questions asked, a buddy of mine used it last month when he was in town and picked up a nasty case of the clap, but that ain’t the inn’s fault.” He gestured with his cigarette. “You look like you’re into some sick shit, man, but you also don’t look like you’re gonna give me the clap, so on the spectrum of bad ideas you’re like a five.”
“I look like I’m into some sick shit,” Hux repeated carefully, both eyebrows up now. “Do I look like I’m in the habit of visiting hourly rate inns with disreputable strangers?”
“I ain’t a stranger,” the man said, “I’ve punched you in the face at least twice, that puts us way past strangers.”
“Five out of what?” Hux asked. “I’m just curious as to your scale of bad idea evaluation.”
“Five out of ten,” the man said, like it was obvious.
19 Jun 2016
Shara really wasn’t going to let herself think that probably her favorite thing about Kes was how sometimes he pretended to be asleep after they were done, so he’d have an excuse to stay. She’d told herself it was just that those dormitories weren’t very comfortable-- she’d know, she’d spent enough of her life in them-- but she knew he waited until she fell asleep and finger-combed the tangles out of her sex-wrecked hair, so gentle and soft she never felt it. She just knew he did, because her hair was sometimes magically better in the morning.
He loved her, was the thing, and it was upsetting, and she didn’t like it. Except that she did, she loved it. It made her a bad person.
It certainly wasn’t that she loved him. That wasn’t the kind of thing Shara Bey had time for. But she was lonely and he was such a good time.