the worst (b3n) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-01-08 19:44:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, ben solo, richie tozier |
WHO: ben and richie
WHERE: the library
WHEN: saturday
WHAT: hiding out with the fortune teller
STATUS: ongoing
WARNINGS: tbd
With Phasma and Hux busy with their own hotel living, whatever that ended up being, Ben was often left on his own. He knew he could call on them if he truly needed anything and that they too needed time to sort things out so he gave them their space in the hopes that they would reach out when they missed him. Except, they didn't. But instead of allowing himself to get swallowed up by his ridiculous loneliness, Ben took the opportunity to get to know himself again. As long as he kept moving, he wouldn't have to think and if he didn't think, he couldn't drown. That's how it felt some days when those dark thoughts started to creep back. He'd been able to keep them mostly at bay through meditation or distracting himself with busywork. It felt nice, even, to be able to go on and just remember who he used to be. To try and be the man he was supposed to be and not the twisted version Snoke had corrupted him into. He'd been frequenting the library more and more. After his conversation with Han (Ben was still in shock over how well that had gone), he'd decided it was time to go back to an old love of his; droids. He'd always enjoyed working with machines but he wasn't as good as he wanted to be. The books offered in the library weren't the same as the ones back home but they were good enough. Ben had been on his way there already when he'd spotted a familiar head of red hair down one of the halls and he practically dived into the library in an effort to avoid being seen. But in his hurry to hide, he'd accidentally made his way into an already occupied table. A fact he didn't realize until he'd already sat down and was staring at a pair of glasses and equally messy dark hair. "Hello there," Ben croaked out. Hopefully he didn't look half as panicked as he felt. |