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The VOICE he hears suddenly is more than a little
jarring – Poe’s not familiar with sensations like this,
and it doesn’t take a lot to throw him off but this?
THIS does the trick. The pilot’s head jerks around as
if there were possibly someone else there – nothing.
Brows knit as he feels something near to fear and
uncertainty. WHO is the voice? Can he trust it? He
realizes quickly that he doesn’t have much choice.

Tentatively, he follows the instructions given, still
uncomfortable with the feel of someone IN his head.
“– Who…who are you?” he thinks to himself after 
starting to speak aloud before stopping himself.
Can’t risk being HEARD“Why should I trust you?”

A LITTLE ELECTRIC chill would feather up Poe’s spine,
directing him down a narrow clearing by the very draw of
the Force

     I am a friend, if you will let me be. Now is not the time for
    introductions. Know that my being here is the will of the
    Force, && that I bear no ill will towards you. Should you
    wish me gone, I will make it so. 

But then…  Something in the voice shifts, a lilt of youth
taking to its tone that had not been there before.

     —now would be a really good time to start running.  

An explosion breaks the air apart only seconds afterwards,
trailed by the hiss of blaster fire && a stampede of stormtrooper
footfalls.

 
independent & private roleplay blog for anakin skywalker/darth vader of all star wars media. written by scout. || est. feb 2016.