Yes, another Rey. Sorry.

[forcepiloting]

I know neither of us feel like we know what we're doing, even though we aren't exactly new here. I think that's kind of the point.

There's still so much I have to learn, and I hope I won't let Master Skywalker, or anyone else down.

I'm sorry you'll have to wait such a long time to find out how that goes, but for whatever it's worth I think we're doing okay right now. I don't always feel like I can handle the things that get thrown at me, but I'm done with running away.

And... I don't think he would want me to give up. I know he wasn't my father, but he was starting to feel like family. I haven't had that in a long time.

Guess what I'm saying is I'm here to stay, for as long as you'll have me.


You're right, they have become like family to me. I wouldn't mind seeing my friends again.

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[aphotic_auror]

[Maria smiles gently at Rey, of course, as she makes a move forward, with her hand out to shake.]

Oh, don't mind the mundane; they're always so bloody impatient, anyway! I mean, seriously: they will create AU after AU for you, and then, when the bloody film comes out at long last to destroy it all... They'll cling to their "AU"s and only then call them as such; till then, they're "potential canon" of course!

Take poor Caradoc Dearborn, here... [And she gestures to her typist's Caradoc, over @ ehh_whats_up_doc:] ...Who is looking like a rather sad panda right now, just because this Typist has complete and total sway over his fate, since J.K. Rowling, his creator, already abandoned him to a presumed death... I mean, seriously? At least I wasn't even in the books, so-- yeah, I suppose I could theoretically be there, in the background, or else-- y' know, six feet under... Granted, my typist usually prefers the latter option for me, but still-- at least there are options for me!

Anyway, well. I do think that you have a chance with this Typist, or-- Mundane, as you're calling 'em, so long as they aren't too bloody sadistic, like mine is...

And aye, I do hope that you get to see your "adopted family," as it were, here... I mean, I know what it's like, not having any real family around, and having to adopt some sisters and brothers-- and, well. Fathers, I guess...? [She pulls a grimace at the thought of replacing her own father with the likes of Alastor Moody, even if Moody did care more about her well-being than her own biological Father ever did....]

[notimeforsorrow]

Master Skywalker? You mean Luke?

[forcepiloting]

General...?

[Well, this was certainly different. Rey was surprised to see the woman so young, and it probably showed on her face.]

Sorry, yes - Luke Skywalker.

Your brother.

[notimeforsorrow]

General? Well, that's new. [Leia smirked, bracing a hand on her hip.] It's certainly a much more serviceable title than Princess, I'll tell you that.

My brother's got an apprentice now? What's your name, then?

[forcepiloting]

[She smiles a little, but looks uneasy. Rey is still learning how things work around here.] Maybe I shouldn't have told you that, sorry. I'm not used to seeing you so... young.

[And then, realizing how that might have sounded -] Not that you're old where I come from or anything, I mean! This is just... sorry, it's a little confusing.

I'm not his apprentice yet, not really. I hope to be, if he'll take me on. I'm Rey.

[notimeforsorrow]

[So is Leia, but that never stopped her from barreling headlong into things. It's a Skywalker trait, okay.]

Han's trying to tell me I aged like "fine Corellian wine", but I'd have to see it for myself.

Oh, so you're Rey - I heard about you from someone else. Ben, his name was. He said that you hate him.

[Her mouth quirked in a smirk. She doesn't know the story yet, and Ben's eager to keep her in the dark about it.]

[forcepiloting]

[Rey shrugs a shoulder lightly, feeling a little awkward in front of the young general. Or rather, the young princess.]

I would listen to him if I were you.

[When she mentions Ben, however, the little smile turns into more of a frown.] He said I hate him? If you're talking about who I think you are, I don't hate him.

I mean, I was a little confused in the beginning. In my world, Kylo Ren did truly terrible, unforgivable things. I know a Jedi should be compassionate, but I'm still training and it was a difficult concept for me to understand, but...

I don't hate him. In fact... I'm trying to help him.

[notimeforsorrow]

He'd be pleased to know that. He's steeped in self-loathing. He seems to think that I should hate him as well.

[Leia cocked her head to one side, thinking.]

I know he's done terrible things. It comes with what he's been through. But he is full of regret and wants to atone for his mistakes. I forgive those with true repentance and real actions.

don't mind me

[neverjoinyou]

I'd be insulted, but... yeah, that sounds funny to me, too.

quietly tags you back (sorry Rey-mun I hope you don't mind!)

[notimeforsorrow]

[Leia stifled a laugh.]

You sound so venerable!

Master Skywalker, huh?

[She nudged his shoulder with hers, smirking up at him.]

stupid siblings

[neverjoinyou]

[Luke groans.]

Not yet. Also, shush. You're eroding any credibility I have.

the worst

[notimeforsorrow]

As if anything I say could stop people from worshiping the ground you walk on, Master Skywalker.

[She was enjoying rubbing it in his face. Ah, her brother, the war hero.]

[neverjoinyou]

You won't.

Let me down, I mean. Him. Whatever.

[forcepiloting]

[First a young general, now a young - and, if she has to admit it, good-looking Luke Skywalker. If she's blushing just a little, it's only because she's been caught off-guard - honest.]

All due respect, but... you cannot possibly know that. It's still so far in the future for you.

[neverjoinyou]

[Honest. No worries. Luke certainly never gets awkward around young, feisty, Force-sensitive ladies.]

Haven't you ever had a feeling about something? I have a good feeling about you.

And I'd like to trust that my future self isn't entirely useless. Certain... evidence to the contrary.

[forcepiloting]

[Aw. They'll be awkward together then, the dorky pair of them.]

I think so. I tried to ignore it at first - when your lightsaber called to me, I mean. I didn't want to believe that it was meant for me, even though I really felt that it was somehow.

I'm sure you aren't entirely useless! [She's quick to protest, afraid he might have taken what she'd said the wrong way.] I mean, you're Luke Skywalker. You're a legend! If I could learn the ways of the Force from anyone, it should be someone as powerful as you.