Most beliefs have them - a place for the good and a place for the bad. Your actions in life determine where you go and what happens after. Simple enough. Or it was until the Prophecy. Something was coming. Something was building and it would affect everyone. Both sides. And neither was willing to wait.
I'm torn somewhere between thinking of this as one terrible hangover from celebrating the defeat of the Empire and seriously considering the possibility of having lost my mind.
That said, name's Poe, Poe Dameron.
Apparently I'm leading up Indigo Squad and rooming with somebody called... Ezra?
How many do we have from any version of my universe.
And how many Force users do we have here?
You might not be able to sense me...sorry. I'll fix that.
I just thought it would be good for us all to know each other. There's no threat to any of you here but feel free to message me privately if you'd feel better.
OOC: Brief but huge Force presence to those who can sense it for a moment then it goes away again
I cannot express how much I have no time for this. I was sorta already fighting a real war back home? Or keeping it from reaching a certain place again at least. Really really no time for this.
Anyway. I'm Sabine. I'm told we can't find our way back but we'll see about that won't we?