Rey can't say that she was expecting this. The last thing she remembers is playing tug-of-war with a lightsaber with Ben Kylo Ren over a lightsaber. One which seemed to split in half, knocking her unconscious.
And now she's a squid. Honestly, if she was any less used to weird things happening to her, she'd be alarmed, but this is more of a 'so this is what's happening now' kind of thing. Fortunately, Rey manages to make it to the beach and solidify into herself without a great deal of help. She's still herself, though she feels as though something is wrong.
Casting her view apart is only one person and one person alone. She's seen him in her visions even before Ahch-To and the Supremacy, but she's reluctant to reach out for him.
They didn't exactly part on the greatest of terms, after all.
"Oi, can I get something to wear? Something a little warmer?"
And a little more covering, but who could blame her after seeing a certain person half-dressed?
Run
Rey wasn't exactly used to not being hunted. Actually, she'd call that an ordinary part of her life. It didn't matter if it were fellow scavengers trying to take what was hers or certain dark-sided individuals trying to chase her into whatever it was needed to be chased.
Starkiller Base. The Supremacy. All of it was the same as far as she was concerned.
But this new place, it seemed different somehow. As though the lights were dependent upon some outside source, one she didn't know. And the feeling as though she was being followed was strong, stronger than she'd even felt on Takodana.
The Force wasn't responding as it should. She should have been able to send the dogs, whatever they were, scrambling. But she reached out, trying to influence their minds only to no avail. They were determined to stalk her and her companion, no matter where Rey went.
And Rey was going from place to place with an air of urgency, feeling that she couldn't let whatever it was was chasing her could follow in her footsteps. She couldn't put a finger on why she felt that way, only that she did.
Dogs. Really. She should be able to influence dogs with the Force easily. But the dogs weren't responding and Rey didn't want to kill them, leaving both parties in a quandary.
Network: un: just.rey
Is it just me or is this place completely mental? Being a squid was one thing, but there are other things which are bothering me and I need a response to.
Finn? Are you out there? Please tell me you are so we can figure this out together.
((OOC: wildcards welcome and contact me via PM to the journal for any questions or concerns!))
Rey | Star Wars | Paleblood
Rey can't say that she was expecting this. The last thing she remembers is playing tug-of-war with a lightsaber with
BenKylo Ren over a lightsaber. One which seemed to split in half, knocking her unconscious.And now she's a squid. Honestly, if she was any less used to weird things happening to her, she'd be alarmed, but this is more of a 'so this is what's happening now' kind of thing. Fortunately, Rey manages to make it to the beach and solidify into herself without a great deal of help. She's still herself, though she feels as though something is wrong.
Casting her view apart is only one person and one person alone. She's seen him in her visions even before Ahch-To and the Supremacy, but she's reluctant to reach out for him.
They didn't exactly part on the greatest of terms, after all.
"Oi, can I get something to wear? Something a little warmer?"
And a little more covering, but who could blame her after seeing a certain person half-dressed?
Run
Rey wasn't exactly used to not being hunted. Actually, she'd call that an ordinary part of her life. It didn't matter if it were fellow scavengers trying to take what was hers or certain dark-sided individuals trying to chase her into whatever it was needed to be chased.
Starkiller Base. The Supremacy. All of it was the same as far as she was concerned.
But this new place, it seemed different somehow. As though the lights were dependent upon some outside source, one she didn't know. And the feeling as though she was being followed was strong, stronger than she'd even felt on Takodana.
The Force wasn't responding as it should. She should have been able to send the dogs, whatever they were, scrambling. But she reached out, trying to influence their minds only to no avail. They were determined to stalk her and her companion, no matter where Rey went.
And Rey was going from place to place with an air of urgency, feeling that she couldn't let whatever it was was chasing her could follow in her footsteps. She couldn't put a finger on why she felt that way, only that she did.
Dogs. Really. She should be able to influence dogs with the Force easily. But the dogs weren't responding and Rey didn't want to kill them, leaving both parties in a quandary.
Network: un: just.rey
Is it just me or is this place completely mental? Being a squid was one thing, but there are other things which are bothering me and I need a response to.
Finn? Are you out there? Please tell me you are so we can figure this out together.
((OOC: wildcards welcome and contact me via PM to the journal for any questions or concerns!))