kissyhearts
awaiting summer
Poe
Poe Dameron had been sent on all kinds of missions in his time with the Resistance. Easier ones, entertaining ones, boring ones and… dangerous ones. His favourites though, would always be the ones where he could use his X-Wing and be in the sky. That was so much more exciting than diplomatic meetings and conversations with people that clearly didn’t care about his opinion.
However, this diplomatic mission was of another kind. It showed how much Leia trusted him, how much she valued him in some way. Because the person he’d be meeting wasn’t just a senator that seemed to show some interest in their movement now, but she was more of the opposite.
They wanted to find out if that Tarkin was really sympathising with them or not. If she did, that would be a huge advantage for them. She was certainly a name in the galaxy, a force to be reckoned with and having her on their side in some way would act as a kind of joker in the end perhaps.
Poe flew to Hosnian Prime with his X-Wing, landing on the huge platform in front of the senate building. They had chosen this planet as some sort of neutral ground if all of this would turn out to be a less friendly meeting than anticipated.
Which he hoped would not happen. Or else he’d be fucked because it had certainly been a while since he had some sort of fight with a blaster and not with his precious X-Wing.
Being greeted by a senator or two, he eventually made his way into the building. After being checked for any kinds of weapons, giving away his blaster in the end, he was allowed to enter the large corridor and make his way to the conference room he’d have the meeting in. It would just be the two of them preferably, to talk things through in peace.
He was the first to arrive, as he had secretly expected. The pilot sat down on a chair and leaned back, trying to seem more relaxed than he actually was. How bad could this plan backfire? Pretty bad. What were the chances that they were running into a trap? Pretty high.
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Myla
This was not how things were supposed to go. There was this will inside her to prove herself, but with that, she didn’t mean to be thrown into a situation that seemed more deadly than anything else. As the companion of a well trained spy, she could have still helped out pretty well, but now she was the only one remaining. She was the one deciding if this would work or result in another two dead Resistance members. How should she explain this to her brother?
Well, she would be dead by the time she’d have to, so at least that was one worry taken off her shoulder.
Myla was clueless how she had somehow managed to still be alive, even after days of being on her own here. And now she was bound to go on a mission with Kylo Ren to Castilon, trying to find a valuable target. She trusted herself and her skills with her sniper, yet she was worried about her company. That would be the easiest way to be identified. By the most feared person in the galaxy being right next to her.
On the ship, she kept her fair distance to Ren and the other storm troopers. She didn’t want to get into a conversation with anyone, too afraid she’d let a detail slip. As she could feel the rumble of the ship landing, she stayed behind as the troopers made their way out to clear the area beforehand. She would just sit close to the ship and take people out through a long range fight.
Myla tilted her head downwards when she passed by Kylo, getting set on the spot she had picked out earlier on a map. Her back was safely covered by a big pile of crates and her front was clear to have a good overview of where the battles would happen and the search for the traitors of the Order would start.
She tried her best to keep her hands from shaking since it would both affect her chance to shoot and would give away her nervousness in some way. Taking a deep breath, she put the handle of her gun into a more comfortable angle and then just waited for enemies to show up.
As long as everything was silent, she tried to listen to anything she could overhear from either Kylo Ren or the troopers near her. Every piece of information could be important in the end, even though she’d rather get it from storm troopers and not from Ren himself.
Poe Dameron had been sent on all kinds of missions in his time with the Resistance. Easier ones, entertaining ones, boring ones and… dangerous ones. His favourites though, would always be the ones where he could use his X-Wing and be in the sky. That was so much more exciting than diplomatic meetings and conversations with people that clearly didn’t care about his opinion.
However, this diplomatic mission was of another kind. It showed how much Leia trusted him, how much she valued him in some way. Because the person he’d be meeting wasn’t just a senator that seemed to show some interest in their movement now, but she was more of the opposite.
They wanted to find out if that Tarkin was really sympathising with them or not. If she did, that would be a huge advantage for them. She was certainly a name in the galaxy, a force to be reckoned with and having her on their side in some way would act as a kind of joker in the end perhaps.
Poe flew to Hosnian Prime with his X-Wing, landing on the huge platform in front of the senate building. They had chosen this planet as some sort of neutral ground if all of this would turn out to be a less friendly meeting than anticipated.
Which he hoped would not happen. Or else he’d be fucked because it had certainly been a while since he had some sort of fight with a blaster and not with his precious X-Wing.
Being greeted by a senator or two, he eventually made his way into the building. After being checked for any kinds of weapons, giving away his blaster in the end, he was allowed to enter the large corridor and make his way to the conference room he’d have the meeting in. It would just be the two of them preferably, to talk things through in peace.
He was the first to arrive, as he had secretly expected. The pilot sat down on a chair and leaned back, trying to seem more relaxed than he actually was. How bad could this plan backfire? Pretty bad. What were the chances that they were running into a trap? Pretty high.
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Myla
This was not how things were supposed to go. There was this will inside her to prove herself, but with that, she didn’t mean to be thrown into a situation that seemed more deadly than anything else. As the companion of a well trained spy, she could have still helped out pretty well, but now she was the only one remaining. She was the one deciding if this would work or result in another two dead Resistance members. How should she explain this to her brother?
Well, she would be dead by the time she’d have to, so at least that was one worry taken off her shoulder.
Myla was clueless how she had somehow managed to still be alive, even after days of being on her own here. And now she was bound to go on a mission with Kylo Ren to Castilon, trying to find a valuable target. She trusted herself and her skills with her sniper, yet she was worried about her company. That would be the easiest way to be identified. By the most feared person in the galaxy being right next to her.
On the ship, she kept her fair distance to Ren and the other storm troopers. She didn’t want to get into a conversation with anyone, too afraid she’d let a detail slip. As she could feel the rumble of the ship landing, she stayed behind as the troopers made their way out to clear the area beforehand. She would just sit close to the ship and take people out through a long range fight.
Myla tilted her head downwards when she passed by Kylo, getting set on the spot she had picked out earlier on a map. Her back was safely covered by a big pile of crates and her front was clear to have a good overview of where the battles would happen and the search for the traitors of the Order would start.
She tried her best to keep her hands from shaking since it would both affect her chance to shoot and would give away her nervousness in some way. Taking a deep breath, she put the handle of her gun into a more comfortable angle and then just waited for enemies to show up.
As long as everything was silent, she tried to listen to anything she could overhear from either Kylo Ren or the troopers near her. Every piece of information could be important in the end, even though she’d rather get it from storm troopers and not from Ren himself.
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