What's this?

[happybeeps]

WHO:Poe Dameron, OTA
WHERE: Bishop, Winter Event Planet
WHAT: Winter fun, Child Shenanigans.
WHEN: Event Start until 1/31
WARNINGS: Will update if needed



Bishop
The music is strange, like nothing Poe's ever heard before, but it compels him along with the rest, and he finds himself boarding one of the ships. When the engines spring to life it seems to awaken something in Poe. That's a feeling he hasn't felt since he'd first been grounded here.
But try as he might he can't change the ship's course, nor can he find a way to get a message out. He takes some of his frustration out with a kick to the hull, but that only nets him a sore foot, and eventually he forces himself to settle and pass the time with his new cohorts.

BB Poe
(For reference: This and This by Albindraws

Of course Poe had been tempted by the chocolate, not that he could remember that now, a small curly haired child of about eight, looking about in confusion and in far too big clothes. The patch on the arm of his jacket is familiar, and that's his mother's ring around his neck still, but he has no idea how he's wound up in this place.

A bit of searching and he finds some more suitably sized (though strange) clothing, and steps outside to find a world of white. He's never seen snow in person before, and even in his confused state his eyes widen in wonder.

He approaches anyone he can spot asking-

"Have you seen my father?"
"I'm looking for Kes? Kes Dameron? Or L'ulo L'ampar? Anyone...?"
"I need to get back to Yavin 4, can you help me?

Fun in the Snow

Poe's rounded up a small group of kids and broken them into teams for a snow fight. Each squadron breaks off to build a base camp, and Poe remarks, "We need call signs," as he builds up one of the walls. "I'll be Green On- uh...Leader. Green Leader," he corrects, "Who wants to be Green Two?"

Snow is COLD

The snow very quickly looses it's appeal. Poe's never been so cold in his life, and after playing outside in the snow for so long he's soaked through and shivering, in desperate need of warming up.

Back to normal

Eight days later, and Poe is back to his normal self, and luckily he's able to remember where he stashed his clothes. Adult Poe is more better prepared to handle the cold than his younger counter part, and might still be wanting to start up another snow ball fight, only this time with higher stakes.

He returns to the ships more than once to see if he can get them to work, but as ever they remain unyielding to his best efforts.

[OOC: Feel free to find him anywhere/anytime not mentioned and write your own starter for them, just specify if it's during the child or adult portion of the event]

Comments

Back to normal

[myinspiration]

He had been most curious on the ships. There were not any spaceships from the world he came from. Technology would someday allow for it for those daring to try with advance aether of some kind. Here he would be trying to learn a bit more about them. There were plenty of others that knew all about such spaceships, even lived on them for a while. His hood is down and his cat ears twitch about against the winds of the planet.

For what it was worth, he could not bare to not be comfortable within his robes. His staff would always be at his back in case he would need it. The Crystal Exarch had begun to wonder when he might grow weak from being away from the Crystal Tower for so long. But that thought could stay in the far back of his mind as he lingered around the ships from the outside. He didn't think anyone else was around but if there were, he would be friendly towards them. His face would be shown to them. After a while of being here, he figured that it was safe as he gained more trust for the people he would be living with.

He spots Poe not too far away from the ships and says aloud. "Do you know a lot about these ships?"

[happybeeps]

That's...a complicated question judging by the irritated look Poe flashes towards the ship.

"In theory," he agrees. Poe's a pilot back home, and he touched the stupid data point here. He should know everything he needs to to make these ships work, but so far they seem to operate only when and how the Agrii want them to.

"I haven't met you yet, right? Poe Dameron," he introduces.

[myinspiration]

He tilts his head to a side. "Do you know a lot about spaceships? I come from a world that has not been into space at all. So for me, this is all quite new." Granted that he probably asked questions of his crew mates but at the same time he would have kept mostly to himself while aboard on the ship. He's not one to bother people.

"And by in theory, can you explain that a bit more? I don't believe we have. Crystal Exarch."

[happybeeps]

Does he? Poe smirks a little and nods, "I'm a starfighter pilot," he acknowledges, "I can fly just about anything." He gives a sympathetic look at the idea of a world without space travel. His time here is the longest he's been grounded since childhood, he can hardly imagine a world without the freedom of the stars.

"I know how these ships ought to work, but they won't. The Agrii won't let us use them when they don't want us to."

[myinspiration]

There's a lot of certainty and confidence that he could hear within the other's voice. He smiles wide at that it reminded him of a hero from his world. "You would be able to fly airships from my world then. Quite possible a ship on the sea?" Crystal Exarch takes his crystalized hand and rubs it over his left regular arm. The action would seem as if he may be in thought or even shy to ask the next question.

"Would you be able to maybe teach me more about them? In case an emergency were to come up while aboard. Even if I may not be able to do a lot of with it, it'll be helpful if an situation were to come up." He shakes his head at the mention of the Agrii. "I do not particularly enjoy the fact that the Agrii have a lot of control on where we can go and that we can't leave from here just yet. Not that I haven't been enjoying the celebration of being here."

BB Poe

[tiedonastring]

Hello.

[Armitage hesitantly greeted the other boy. In his arms he was holding a fluffy orange kitten. She also meowed in greeting. He had been watching the other boy for a while before he decided to finally approach him.]

Do you need any help?

[happybeeps]

[Oh, Poe turned and flashed the other boy a hesitant smile after a moment, looking curiously to the kitten.]

I'm trying to find my father. Are you alone too?

[tiedonastring]

Oh..... yeah I'm alone too but I have Milli.

[Hux replied and allowed for the other to pet the kitten noticing his interest.]

Why do you want to find your father?

[happybeeps]

[Poe pets the kitten with an easy smile, but looks up in confusion at the other boy's question.]

Why wouldn't I? I need to get home.

[tiedonastring]

Home? What do you mean?

[Hux found himself unfamiliar with the terms. He didn't want to find his father or be near him. Nor did he understand what the concept of home was. He's always been on a space ship most of the time.]

Fun in the Snow

[bossofspace]

"That's a lame call sign," a preteen Carol admonishes, while smushing sticking snow into fist-sized balls worthy of ammunition against their opponents. She has co-opted their four-armed get-along sweater, with two of the sleeves pushed up her forearms, and the other two tied around her waist to secure the otherwise oversized garment. "You can be Green Leader if you want. I'm gonna be Maverick."

[happybeeps]

"It is not," Poe argues, nose scrunched, though he's a little biased, since he's based it off his mother's call sigh.

"How are people supposed to know we're on the same team if our call signs don't match?"

Fun in the snow

[brooklyn_boy]

Steve raises his hand up high. "Can I be Blue Leader? Or Red Leader?" Stunningly original for him, yes. "And can we all be on the same side?"

[happybeeps]

"There's only one per squadron," Poe argues, "So if you wanna be on the same side you have to be Green, that's how it works." And it seems as though he'll need some persuading if Steve wants to take the Leader title for himself.

[brooklyn_boy]

Steve frowns, hating rules just as a general personality traits. He stuffs his hands into his pockets and grumbles. "I like blue better."

[happybeeps]

Poe frowns right back, but he's not above compromise, and after a moment he relents. "...Fine. We can be blue. But I'm still Leader. You can be Blue Two. How's that?"

[brooklyn_boy]

Steve grins wide. "Blue two, reporting in!" He even salutes Poe. Not properly, of course, but the attempt was made.

Bishop

[brooklyn_boy]

Steve hears the kick and winces sympathetically. Walking in, he recognizes Poe from the fight with Hux and offers a smile. "First time I was stuck on this ship, I punched it so hard the captain almost took it out of my hide. Just take it as a kindness that we don't have invisible cameras watching and ranking us every week, anymore. That was nerve-wracking."

[happybeeps]

"..." No one's really properly explained that whole thing to him, so that earns a bit of a side eye from Poe. "You're telling me this isn't as weird as it can get?"

He appreciates the friendly face, even if their first encounter hadn't gone quite so well, and Poe sighs to try and release some of that remaining tension. "...Flying's what I do. I thought it was bad being grounded, but this...this might be worse."

[brooklyn_boy]

"Not even by a long shot, pal." Steve pats Poe on the shoulder sympathetically and eyes the controls. "Last time I was on this ship was in this other place and we were essentially an entertainment show. That is where I met Hux. He was the first officer."

Steve feels a little like he needs to explain their connection more, considering how that first meeting went. "I'm an ex-soldier myself so the military run was pretty much the only thing that centered me."

[happybeeps]

Poe still looks a little uncertain about the topic of Hux. Obviously the two of them have been getting along better under their sort of truce, but that's only a temporary fix. Eventually they'll return home, and it's not as though Hux is going to abandon the First Order. And if he does, he'll be tried for his crimes. There is no happy ending to any of this.

"...He does seem to have made a new life for himself here."

[brooklyn_boy]

"Lot of people do. It's interesting to see what everyone does when circumstances change. Take me. I got brought out here and... Well. Priorities shifted when I found my best friend and a whole bunch of new people that I would have never otherwise known."

Steve gestures out to Poe as though to prove his point. "I'm not sayin' you forget what happened in your past. I have quite a few people that I wouldn't be pleased to see, here. Just. I don't know. Something to think about."

Back to normal - ships

[tempredmental]

Keith spotted Poe by the Bishop. With the ship assignments essentially making it impossible for them to enter any other ship by their own, Keith could only get into the Vanquish to try making it fly. Except, he was having as much luck as Poe, which was to say, none at all.

"This one's not working, either," he commented, hoping to save Poe the effort of trying.

[happybeeps]

"I know," Poe sighed, "I just...needed to try again." As though some how it would suddenly burst to life if he wanted it hard enough. He stopped though and offered the kid a tired smile.

"How you doing?"

[tempredmental]

Keith gave a heavy sigh, leaning against the side of the ship as he glanced over the others... all of them... sitting there... useless. He shrugged weakly.

"Frustrated," he admitted. Being planet-bound sucked now that he'd been in space long enough. He'd gotten too used to it. He hated being stuck, especially against his will like this.

"How about you?"