reyinnowhere (reyinnowhere) wrote in misplacedrpg, @ 2020-04-13 22:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, !rp, character: draco malfoy, character: rey, time: 2020 04 |
RP: deep breaths.
Who: Rey of Jakku & Draco.
What: Rey arrives in Nowhere.
When: 4/14/2020; early morning.
Where: Cabin #10 & wandering around Atlantic Street.
Warnings: Violence
Completion Status: Complete.
Rey stretched in the large, soft bed, mewling a little at the comfort she felt. Soft linens caressed her skin and she smiled to herself. This was a fabulous dream. She didn’t know the last time she’d had such a dream. An unfamiliar bird called outside her window and she cracked her eyes. Wait.
Her eyes opened fully, she was in a well-furnished cabin, lying on a large, soft bed. She was dressed in unfamiliar garb and she was certainly not where she had fallen asleep last. She was on her ship, a little fast thing she had borrowed from the former-Resistance fleet on Ajon Kloss. She had tucked into the pilots chair with the ship on auto, knowing she had many days in the cold of space before she would reach her destination. But she didn’t have the usual crick in her neck, and she wasn’t cold. She felt her face - there were no tracks from the tears she had cried as she had fallen asleep. And she had never been in this place before, she knew. She reached out with her feelings, but felt nothing in return. This is what alarmed her the most and she leapt from the bed, her muscles taut with sudden adrenaline and caution. She looked around frantically for Luke or Leia’s ‘saber, but there was nothing at all familiar in this room. Now her caution turned to panic.
Without bothering to look around anymore, she made for the door, but something stopped her on her way. There was a sheet of paper - unfamiliar in it’s texture and color, but unmistakably paper nonetheless - sitting on the bedside table. She approached it slowly, lifting it and nearly sighing at its softness. Was everything here soft?
Welcome to Nowhere, Maine. You’ve been misplaced here. Good luck. PS. Your ship is safe, as are your friends. The war is won, you’ve nothing left to fight, don’t worry.Okay, well, that was something, at least. Rose and Finn and Poe and Kaydel were safe. That was something. She took deep breaths and looked around once more. If her lightsabers weren’t here, perhaps she could find a bo staff or some other weapon for self-defense. She breathed deeply in and out one more time before moving, whispering to herself out of habit, “be with me. Be with me. Be with me.” like a long lost mantra. And perhaps it was, if she herself were lost.