[ He moves well enough. They make it. Somehow. Either wild luck or incredible skill or some ridiculous combination of both. Then Rex gets to actually rest, while Poe and Andy do something entirely too close to making love for comfort. Afterward, she dozes on and off in her new quarters before finally dragging herself out of bed. She pulls on her underwear and Poe's shirt before wandering out, intending to check on her wounds and make some caf. She isn't going to think too hard about the fact that she's committed to a position on this ship — that she's actually going to stay, even though it's a terrible idea when all three of them are blatantly outlaws now, which definitely makes them a bigger target together than apart.
Yeah. Definitely not going to unpack any of that right about now.
She helps herself to the little kitchenette, brewing up some caf and setting out first her own mug. Then one more. And then a third. Fuck it. Might as well. ]
DOIN' THAT TIME SKIP
Yeah. Definitely not going to unpack any of that right about now.
She helps herself to the little kitchenette, brewing up some caf and setting out first her own mug. Then one more. And then a third. Fuck it. Might as well. ]