From the sewers to a space ship

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

WHO: Eddie Kaspbrak and YOU
WHERE: Bishop, then open
WHAT: OMFG WHERE THE FUCK AM I?!
WHEN: Now? When the fuck is now even?
WARNINGS: Language, mostly. Possible canon talk


Bishop

There's a man in one of the bunks who was absolutely not there before. He looks (and smells) like he just rolled out of the sewers. His jeans, t-shirt and hoodie are covered in an array of multicolored substances. His left cheek is bandaged in a very soiled gauze patch. Needless to say... He looks worse for wear.

He sits bolt upright with a terrified gasp. "Richie!" His eyes wide with fright, he looks around. "Whaaaaat the fuck?" Inexplicably, he knows where he is and what he's doing there, but that doesn't make him feel any better. He was in the cavern, saving Richie and something... Something was wrong. He makes a face as he reached back to scratch a weird itch in the middle of his back. Alright. He's not going to get any answers sitting in bed.

He gets up and moves to the door, peeking out. It's going to take him a while to find the way out of the ship, especially considering the tightness in his chest. He wasn't claustrophobic usually, but he had to get some air. He can be found wandering aimlessly around the ship, looking confused and slightly panicked.

Outside the ship

When he finally stumbles outside, he takes a few deep breaths. "Ohthankfuck." Leaning forward, he braces his hands on his legs and tries to get his breathing back to normal. Once he feels sufficiently calm, he takes a deep breath and straightens.

Then he sees his first alien and that goes out the fucking window. Hello Coruscant. There's a human in the space port alternating between screaming in terror and laughing awkwardly as he tries to figure out if he's really hallucinating and having an anneurism at the same time.

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Outside the ship

[hadthehighground]

The Twin Roses had been one of the last to land and Obi-Wan one of the last to get off as he made sure the ship was secure. Mando had gone off in search of Grogu and he intended to catch up with them.

However, once he got off the ship he immediately spotted a man he hadn’t seen before who was positively... losing his shit. He clearly wasn’t a native just by looking at him so it was easy to assume he was part of their group.

Immediately the Jedi knew he had to help him. Which involved running up to the man and firmly placing his hands on his shoulders.

“Calm yourself!”

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Yeah, being grabbed so abruptly by someone he didn't know did not help, surprisingly.

He yelped and failed, trying to free himself from the assailant. "No! Get the fuck off me!"

[hadthehighground]

If it hadn’t been Obi-Wan, it could have very well been someone else with ill intent. The man was already starting to draw attention from others in the hangar.

Even as the man flailed, he would find that Obi-Wan’s grip was strong. The last thing that was needed was to have thus man bolt and find himself lost.

“Calm yourself,” Obi-Wan repeats. His tone more soothing though emphasized as the Jedi touched this man’s mind with the Force. Attempting to ease his anxiety. “You are in no danger here.”

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

All of the fight suddenly goes out of him. His fear and anxiety subside. It's like the plug being pulled from the bottom of an overflowing sink. He no longer feels overwhelmed, all of it just flows away.

"I'm not... In any danger..." He mutters, frowning slightly. That worked better than any pill he'd ever taken. He narrowed his eyes at the stranger, trying to pull away from him again. He might be calm, but he's still suspicious. "What the fuck did you just do to me?"

[hadthehighground]

Obi-Wan let’s him go this time. The Jedi keeping a calm, straight face as he folds his hands in his sleeves. Looking as unintimidating as possible.

“I have a talent for calming people,” he says vaguely, for this wasn’t the time to get into such a discussion.

“But you must remain that way. I understand this is overwhelming, but you are likely to draw unwanted-“

“Master Jedi, do you require assistance?” The staticky voice of a droid was in close proximity as the metal thing walked up to them.

“What? Oh. No, that will not be necessary. Thank you.”

Case in point.

Outside the ship

[mrsklover]

Richie is pretty sure he's having a hallucination of some sort. He woke up near a fountain and then, just as he was getting his bearings, he fell asleep and woke up on a ship instead. Now he is in some sort of sci fi wonderland he can't quite believe is real. Aliens walk by as Richie gapes at them, mouth hanging open in shock.

Hell, at least none of them are clowns, right?

He probably would have stood there all day if he hadn't heard a familiar scream from close-by. A scream that he would know anywhere, anytime. Well, except for maybe the 27 years he forgot him but whatever. Forget that. Concerned, Richie runs off toward the sound before finally seeing Eddie and almost bursting into tears all over again.

One day he'll get over this miracle. But not today.

"Eds," he calls out, rushing to grab his arms so he can hold him still and look for any wounds. Nothing obvious.

"Dude. You know what's a great way to not get the attention of every single fucking person on this planet? Taking a breath and not screaming."

Re: Outside the ship

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Eddie jolts, his immediate reaction being to pull free from the hands holding him. But he knows that voice. He turns, eyes still wide with panic.

"Richie?" His attention is locked on his friend, blocking all of the other scary shit out. If Richie is touching him, that means he's not a hallucination. He's here. Okay. That's something. "Richie... What the ever loving fuck is going on?!"

[mrsklover]

"Oh. Man..." He pulls back and looks at Eddie critically. "Fuck. Did you miss the town hall yesterday where we all got together and talked about our alien vacation plans? There was a sign posted at the welcome gate and everything..."

He drops the sarcasm and raises both his voice and arms in exasperation. "How the fuck should I know what's going on?! I got the same weird love letter that you did. Looks like we're on..." He squints at his communicator. "Chorus-cant? Co-rus-cah-te? Is the 't' silent? Core-ruscah? Fuck it. Croissant. We're on Croissant and..."

He looks over to see a Hutt slither by them.

"Oh. Look. Your mom is here, too."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Eddie rolls his eyes. Yeah. Some things never change. Richie's still a dick... It's strangely comforting. Still, he can't help but smirk at the poor attempts to pronounce the place name. He looks down at the word and gives Richie a look. "If anything, it's the second C that's silent, dickweed. Why the fuck would the T be silent, that doesn't even make sense!" what? It gave him something to think about other than the guy who looked like a giant bug staring at him.

He follows Richie's gaze and jumps, cringing at the sight. What the shit? As usual, though, Richie had to make it weird. He glares, gently shoving Richie towards the... Whatever it is. "Fuck you, dude. Why don't you go talk to her since she's just your type?"

outside

[kyley_b]

Now. Here's the thing.

Kyle is as human as they come. No mutant powers, no magic spells, no cosmic sensitivity - he's got scholarships and a bad temper, and that's about it. But when it comes to aliens? Ehhh. At least the ones on Coruscant aren't implying he's going through menopause.

He misses Eddie's initial screaming fit, but he spots him staring at what honestly looks like a fat penis with arms and saunters over.

"Dude," he whispers. "I don't think he likes you staring at him. Pretend you're at a urinal."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

He might not still be actively freaking out, but he's still really fucking on edge. Eddie jumps at the new voice, turning to see... a normal human. At least he looks like a normal human. Hell, at this point he'd take that over the other shit he's seen in this place.

Frowning, he shakes his head slightly. "What? Why the fuck would I pretend I'm at a urinal? That's disgusting."

[kyley_b]

Kyle snorts. "I meant because you don't stare at a... nevermind." His humour is so underappreciated.

He peers at Eddie curiously. "You're from like, normal earth, aren't you? Me too. This is pretty wild, huh? Did you get to see space before we all landed? It's fucking cool, dude."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Eddie blinks. You don't stare at a.... his gaze slides back over to the alien. It finally dawned on him what it looks like and he scoffs a laugh, shaking his head.

"Okay, okay, yeah. You're not wrong."

He sighs, raking his fingers through his hair. Then he realizes how gross it is and winces, wiping his hand on his... filthy... jeans... yeah that was useless. "Uhhh yeah. I mean, yeah to the Earth thing. No, I didn't see space. I just kind of... woke up here."

Outside

[heeeyadora]

Why is he doing that? Catra watches Eddie alternate between screaming and laughing for some time from her perch, feeling a little more at home in this overbuilt cityscape.

She stalks closer before abruptly jumping down in front of him. "Are you broken? What's going on with you?" she demands, head tilting curiously.

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Eddie had his hands pressed to the side of his head, trying to remember what the symptoms of a brain tumor were... there are too many and they're all so vague. It's the obvious solution. If it was a brain aneurism he'd have collapsed and died, but a brain tumor pressing on something that causes hallucinations? That's got to be it!

When the weird cat... girl... thing... lands in front of him, he screams and stumbles backwards, pointing in her general direction. "No! Yes? I don't... you're not real. None of this can be real. There's no fucking way. It's not possible!"

[heeeyadora]

Her ears flinch at the scream, pressing low to her head, and she stoops, collecting a bit of trash from the street and flicking it at Eddie's head with a pointed look. "I dunno what you're on about, but could I do that if I wasn't real?" she notes, straightening up again. "New people don't usually freak out this much."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

He yelps, ducking and trying to swat away the trash as it's flicked his way. "Hey! Well excuse me for having a problem with being abducted to an alien planet!"

BisHOP

[on_repeat]

"What the...?"

Things were already weird, being back on a planet within a familiar galaxy. Now he was hearing an extra voice within the shuttle just after everything (had mostly) calm down.

Last he checked, there were only four of them on the roster. And this man standing out in the middle of the hall was an entirely new face.

Echo frowns, shifting the helmet in his arms and turning to walk toward Eddie. "Hey," he calls out on approach, "what's all this– oh."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Eddie whirls around at the voice, one hand holding his head. "Whoa! What the fuck?"

Oh shit. This guy definitely looks like some kind of soldier, and not the nice cuddly kind. His eyes widen and he takes a step back, flattening against the wall. "Shit... I... uh, I just woke up here, I swear. I don't even know where the fuck here is! Except for the weird shit that I just kind of know, but I don't know how I know what I know, I just know it." He's rambling. But he's nervous and this guy looks like he could break him in half if he wanted, and he's not sure if he's trespassing and please don't hurt him.

[on_repeat]

To be fair, Eddie is mostly correct in his assumptions.

A hand rises, gesturing to placate the panicked man. "Easy there," Echo says, keeping his tone even. "You're gonna be okay, I don't mean any harm." Because he can't help but look the way he does. "My name's Echo. Take a few breaths and I'll try to catch you up on the situation."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

That's... comforting?

Eddie nods, taking those breaths as he tries to assure himself that the big armored soldier isn't going to kill him... he thinks... "Eddie... there's a situation?" His brow furrows with concern. That's not usually something someone says when there's a good thing going on.

Outside (have another to make up for Catra)

[wearingthestars]

Billy was a little tentative in his approach, lifting a hand in cautious greeting and flashing a worried sort of smile.

"Hey- are you...okay?" Obviously not, but he's not really sure how else to break the ice, "I know this is a lot to take in, but you're okay- promise-"

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Oh look, someone who looks normal! Eddie still looks nervous as fuck and hesitant about talking to strangers, but he nods... then shakes his head.

"I don't fucking know. And I'm definitely not okay. Not in the least. I'm covered in shit, have a hole in my fucking face, and I've been abducted by aliens. What about that seems okay to you?"

[wearingthestars]

"Yeah, I uh...I see that," Billy admits, looking him over with a frown, "And very little of it, you're right. Um, I can help? I can't send you home or anything, but I can help with your face, and a change of clothes? I'm Billy, by the way. Hi."

Another awkward wave and he flushes.

"I still haven't really figured out a good intro to all this, I know it's pretty bad."

[beepbeepmotherfucker]

Eddie sighs. "Eddie Kaspbrak. Hi... I got stitches hours ago, but I don't know how they're holding up. It's been a long fucking day." Scrubbing a hand over his face, he winces slightly. "Clothes would help, at least. I definitely can't walk around like this forever."

He pauses briefly, "Thanks. You at least sound like a relatively sane person, which helps."