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Poe probably could make it back just fine on his own, but since Finn is there, well... Can't blame a guy for wanting to lean on his buddy, right? Nice, warm buddy in a cool hallway.
"Got a lot of good people at my back." Including Finn. Well, at his side right now. "Yup. Under her seat, for good luck. And if you tell her I told you that, I will steal it and make sure she finds it in your closet."
"Got a lot of good people at my back." Including Finn. Well, at his side right now. "Yup. Under her seat, for good luck. And if you tell her I told you that, I will steal it and make sure she finds it in your closet."
Can't blame a guy at all. Not that Finn likes how physical Poe gets with him or anything. Not that Poe is the entire reason he even has this new life to begin with. Not that he's trying very, very hard not to think about what exactly was in Poe's underwear drawer besides underwear.
Definitely not.
"So, uh, let me know when you get your new orders? And if you think it'll help, I can put in a word with the General that you'd be all right with some downtime." Because, amazingly, the General actually values his opinion. He'd be loyal to her for that alone, even if she wasn't already a legend in her own right.
Definitely not.
"So, uh, let me know when you get your new orders? And if you think it'll help, I can put in a word with the General that you'd be all right with some downtime." Because, amazingly, the General actually values his opinion. He'd be loyal to her for that alone, even if she wasn't already a legend in her own right.
Poe's been careful about not being too physical, but Finn has always seemed to really be in for hugs. Probably needs them, and Poe's more than happy to supply them. (Though that's why he's being careful about boundaries, since he's betting Finn hasn't gotten a whole lot of... anything... from a young age.)
Orders? Oh. Finn, already thinking ahead. "You bet," he says. "What? Nah. I'll ask her if I can have some down time." He hates to feel like he's leaving anyone in a lurch, but he also knows himself well enough to know that he needs some off time if he can be spared.
He probably shouldn't... nah. Finn had said he wanted to have leave together. "You should put a word in for yourself though, right? Since we kind of made plans and all."
Just two friends hanging out on leave. Nothing more than that. Buddies do it all the time.
He is in so much trouble.
Orders? Oh. Finn, already thinking ahead. "You bet," he says. "What? Nah. I'll ask her if I can have some down time." He hates to feel like he's leaving anyone in a lurch, but he also knows himself well enough to know that he needs some off time if he can be spared.
He probably shouldn't... nah. Finn had said he wanted to have leave together. "You should put a word in for yourself though, right? Since we kind of made plans and all."
Just two friends hanging out on leave. Nothing more than that. Buddies do it all the time.
He is in so much trouble.
A whole lot of any kind of physical contact? Not at all. They were designed to be loyal to the First Order above all - even above their own squad. Leaving a friend behind would never happen, because there were no friends.
"You first," he says, though he starts to grin. "If you get the time off, I'll ask. No guarantees, though. I haven't been here long." Even though he's pretty sure he'd get it if he asked. He's still on light duty thanks to medical anyway.
It would be nice to go on leave with Poe, though. He knows how it all works.
"You first," he says, though he starts to grin. "If you get the time off, I'll ask. No guarantees, though. I haven't been here long." Even though he's pretty sure he'd get it if he asked. He's still on light duty thanks to medical anyway.
It would be nice to go on leave with Poe, though. He knows how it all works.
"Okay, okay, have it your way," Poe says, chuckling. "I'll let you know what the General says tomorrow." He's pretty sure Finn will get the time off if he asks. Finn shouldn't even really be working right now.
And here they are at his room. He doesn't need to lean on Finn this much, but he's going to do it anyway as he gets over to his bed. He drops into it with a long sigh.
And here they are at his room. He doesn't need to lean on Finn this much, but he's going to do it anyway as he gets over to his bed. He drops into it with a long sigh.
"All right." His main problem is that he gets antsy if he's not helping somehow, not doing something. Even light duty is enough to keep him busy - and besides, to learn how to fit in he has to try. Luckily, learning how to go on leave properly counts as both doing something and fitting in.
He helps Poe down to the bed and gives him one last hand-squeeze. "You get some sleep, Poe. I'll see you when you wake up."
He helps Poe down to the bed and gives him one last hand-squeeze. "You get some sleep, Poe. I'll see you when you wake up."
It's a problem both of them share, which is why Finn trying to get Poe to take leave is particularly funny.
Just squeeze his hand, dummy. Don't get weird at him, Poe tells himself sternly. But it's nice. He gives Finn's hand a squeeze in return and then squirms under his blanket. "Goodnight, buddy," he mumbles into his pillow, eyes already closed even though he's half out from under the blanket. "'night, BB-8."
BB-8 bumps Finn slightly and then extends his manipulator arm to try to tug the corner of the blanket over Poe's leg.
Just squeeze his hand, dummy. Don't get weird at him, Poe tells himself sternly. But it's nice. He gives Finn's hand a squeeze in return and then squirms under his blanket. "Goodnight, buddy," he mumbles into his pillow, eyes already closed even though he's half out from under the blanket. "'night, BB-8."
BB-8 bumps Finn slightly and then extends his manipulator arm to try to tug the corner of the blanket over Poe's leg.
But not too much later. In fact, the next day General Organa had laughingly approved Poe's request for leave and anticipated Finn's request. Turns out that getting leave in the Resistance is a lot easier than he'd thought; Jess had lent him a regulations manual he's still working his way through.
There's a shuttle headed to a nearby Republic trading hub departing in the evening, and from there they'll be able to head anywhere within a reasonable distance. Finn's guessing Poe will borrow a partner ship and take them somewhere, but they could always take a luxury liner. It's all good for him.
He's got his go-bag packed (not that there's much, but he hopes he can pick up a souvenir or two) and ready to go, and shows up promptly at the launch site fifteen minutes before pre-boarding.
There's a shuttle headed to a nearby Republic trading hub departing in the evening, and from there they'll be able to head anywhere within a reasonable distance. Finn's guessing Poe will borrow a partner ship and take them somewhere, but they could always take a luxury liner. It's all good for him.
He's got his go-bag packed (not that there's much, but he hopes he can pick up a souvenir or two) and ready to go, and shows up promptly at the launch site fifteen minutes before pre-boarding.
Poe's already looked at the flying options, and he's found them a light freighter they can borrow, in exchange for taking a load of cargo from the hub to Yavin 4, on their way to Spira. Beaches sound like a good idea to Poe; Spira's kind of a tourist trap, but he's gotten some advice on where they can get a more quiet area. But that way Finn can have a chance for a real leave, do his first one right.
He probably should tell Finn all that, but he's kind of wanting to make it a surprise. He comes trotting up with his own bag slung over his shoulder, already in well-worn civvies and a new jacket, acquired since Finn took possession of the old one. Feels weird to be out of his flight suit, but he knows he looks great. (He checked. Like an idiot. Why is he trying to impress Finn?)
"Hey buddy. You ready?"
He probably should tell Finn all that, but he's kind of wanting to make it a surprise. He comes trotting up with his own bag slung over his shoulder, already in well-worn civvies and a new jacket, acquired since Finn took possession of the old one. Feels weird to be out of his flight suit, but he knows he looks great. (He checked. Like an idiot. Why is he trying to impress Finn?)
"Hey buddy. You ready?"
"You know it." He sounds more confident than he looks; it is a little bit nerve-wracking to go out into the unknown world of normal life, but at least he's got a guide-slash-companion. Who's got a nice new jacket, he sees! Finn whistles appreciatively - it's a different design, but still looks good on him.
"New duds? I like them." His own jacket is better (obviously), but Poe's still looks pretty good.
"New duds? I like them." His own jacket is better (obviously), but Poe's still looks pretty good.
He throws one arm around Finn's shoulders for a brief half-hug. "You're gonna love it." He hopes. But he's pretty sure Finn can have fun anywhere as long as no one's shooting at them. "I got us a ship, too, once we hit the transfer station. So we can really go wherever we want."
He can't help but grin, do a little spin in place like he's showing off. They're just normal clothes, comfortable stuff like what he used to wear before he joined the Republic navy. "Feels weird to not be in orange." But the pants show off his butt, if nothing else. Not that he's assuming Finn's looking at his butt. (A guy can hope.)
He can't help but grin, do a little spin in place like he's showing off. They're just normal clothes, comfortable stuff like what he used to wear before he joined the Republic navy. "Feels weird to not be in orange." But the pants show off his butt, if nothing else. Not that he's assuming Finn's looking at his butt. (A guy can hope.)
Not shooting at him would be a great start, so Finn grins back. "You probably have a better idea where to go than I do, but if I think of anything I'll tell you. My only standard is no First Order." Obviously.
Finn is not, sadly, particularly paying attention to Poe's butt. He's paying attention to the whole look, and how it reminds him of when they'd first met. "You look fine, Poe."
Finn is not, sadly, particularly paying attention to Poe's butt. He's paying attention to the whole look, and how it reminds him of when they'd first met. "You look fine, Poe."
There's no reason to be disappointed, Poe. He wasn't expecting anything anyway, come on. Reel it back in there, tiger. It's going to be a long leave if you don't. So he just laughs, definitely at himself. "No problem, we're staying as far from the First Order as we can get. I just want good company on this leave."
That's when BB-8 comes rolling up, chirping insistently.
"Yeah, and that means you too, of course." He figures BB-8 will have fun on Spira as well, playing on the sand dunes.
That's when BB-8 comes rolling up, chirping insistently.
"Yeah, and that means you too, of course." He figures BB-8 will have fun on Spira as well, playing on the sand dunes.
"You bet." And he smiles even wider to see BB-8. "All right! You got leave, too?"
(Just so you know, I'm your chaperone and security detail,) BB-8 informs the two of them. Or, really just Poe, but how's Finn going to learn unless he's exposed to more droidspeak?
"Good to have you." So it'll be a ship at least with enough room for the three of them. He's curious what they'll end up in, not to mention where. "We ready to go, then?"
(Just so you know, I'm your chaperone and security detail,) BB-8 informs the two of them. Or, really just Poe, but how's Finn going to learn unless he's exposed to more droidspeak?
"Good to have you." So it'll be a ship at least with enough room for the three of them. He's curious what they'll end up in, not to mention where. "We ready to go, then?"
"Yeah, some dumb fighter jock wrecked his X-wing," Poe says, laughing.
Though his eyebrows go up at what BB-8 says. "Our security detail, huh?" he says. The look is for the other half, which he is not saying out loud, thanks. Instead he just gives BB-8 a brief look of, 'what the hell?'
"Yeah, let's get going. Don't want to keep our ride to the station waiting." He gets an arm around Finn's shoulders again to usher him aboard.
Though his eyebrows go up at what BB-8 says. "Our security detail, huh?" he says. The look is for the other half, which he is not saying out loud, thanks. Instead he just gives BB-8 a brief look of, 'what the hell?'
"Yeah, let's get going. Don't want to keep our ride to the station waiting." He gets an arm around Finn's shoulders again to usher him aboard.
Finn just laughs, but it's kind of nice to hear the little droid be possessive of him. At least, he thinks that's what the security detail bit is about. "Well then, the least we can do is let you hang out with us till the ship's back in shape.
(You know! So someone can play lookout if Finn ever gets a clue.) Finn recognizes his name in the burbling and smiles, completely unaware of the context.
BB-8 follows the two of them into the shuttle, and Finn looks mildly surprised when he follows Poe's lead in. There are seats. He doesn't have tos tand for the whole trip. Awesome.
(You know! So someone can play lookout if Finn ever gets a clue.) Finn recognizes his name in the burbling and smiles, completely unaware of the context.
BB-8 follows the two of them into the shuttle, and Finn looks mildly surprised when he follows Poe's lead in. There are seats. He doesn't have tos tand for the whole trip. Awesome.
Have another that the hell look from around Finn's shoulder, BB-8, for free. Is everyone keeping tabs on his love life or lack thereof? "Pick whichever seat you want," Poe says, noticing the look. "View ought to be pretty good."
Once Finn's picked his seat, Poe sits next to him, stretching his legs out comfortably. "Should be a pretty quick hop to the station at least."
Once Finn's picked his seat, Poe sits next to him, stretching his legs out comfortably. "Should be a pretty quick hop to the station at least."
Basically? Yes. Everyone except Finn, who still hasn't reached a certain important part of the rules manual yet. He did only just get it, after all, and he figures he can get some reading in while Poe's doing more important things, like flying or sleeping.
Finn mimics him, stretching out his own legs as well. "So what's the plan once we get there? Pick up some rathtars from a shady-looking contact and make a run for it?"
What, it's what happened last time he got some downtime.
Finn mimics him, stretching out his own legs as well. "So what's the plan once we get there? Pick up some rathtars from a shady-looking contact and make a run for it?"
What, it's what happened last time he got some downtime.
Poe still isn't sure why Finn wanted the reg book, but knows it's for the best. He has a feeling they do things very differently in the Resistance. Fete fewer summary executions, at the least.
Rathtars? Right, General Solo. He still feels a pang thinking about that, what was happening when he and his squadron were on their on desperate fight. "I was planning on a parts run to Yavin 4 in exchange for use of the transport," he says, and grins at Finn. "But if that sounds too boring to you..."
Rathtars? Right, General Solo. He still feels a pang thinking about that, what was happening when he and his squadron were on their on desperate fight. "I was planning on a parts run to Yavin 4 in exchange for use of the transport," he says, and grins at Finn. "But if that sounds too boring to you..."
Very differently. Very, very differently. And he really doesn't want to get kicked out for breaking a rule he didn't know about. He likes it here. He's still scared of the First Order--terrified, sometimes--but working to stop it is better than his first instinct of just running away. And...and if he stays, Rey will know where to find him when she's ready.
So he shakes his head vehemently. "One close encounter with them's more than enough for me. Did I tell you I almost got eaten?" And if Poe encourages him, he'll launch into the tale.
So he shakes his head vehemently. "One close encounter with them's more than enough for me. Did I tell you I almost got eaten?" And if Poe encourages him, he'll launch into the tale.
"If you're sure..." Poe teases. "I thought you were in it for the excitement." He nudges Finn's foot with his own. "How'd you avoid getting eaten? Though I'm glad you did."
He listens to the story; he had a vague idea of it before, just from reports. The actual story is better and a lot more scary. Though it does fall under the principle of any landing you can walk away from...
"You're luckier than me."
He listens to the story; he had a vague idea of it before, just from reports. The actual story is better and a lot more scary. Though it does fall under the principle of any landing you can walk away from...
"You're luckier than me."
Finn snorts, grinning. Funny how something that terrifying to experience is much easier to relate than it is to live through, and he has BB-8 to back him up about how it happened.
"I've got good luck in my friends," he clarifies. "I couldn't get out of any of this by myself." He's used to working in a unit, after all - which means he's good at doing a few specific things, even if he does try to come up with a plan for every scenario. Those plans generally depend on having multiple people to carry them out.
"I've got good luck in my friends," he clarifies. "I couldn't get out of any of this by myself." He's used to working in a unit, after all - which means he's good at doing a few specific things, even if he does try to come up with a plan for every scenario. Those plans generally depend on having multiple people to carry them out.
Somewhere during the story they've lifted off and gone up to orbit. Hyperspeed will be next, and both of them are old hats at this kind of thing.
"I think that's what most luck really is," Poe says. "The people you know."
"I think that's what most luck really is," Poe says. "The people you know."
Poe moreso than Finn, though he's no stranger to hyperspace. He doesn't get to drive nearly as often (read: never).
He cocks his head to one side. "Yeah? Then I am lucky. And so are you, mister hot shot pilot. You know everyone, it seems like." Or, at least, everyone on base seems to know Poe. It's not surprising, what with him being a squad leader and ace pilot all in one. And yet he wants to spend his leave with Finn. It's heartening to think.
He cocks his head to one side. "Yeah? Then I am lucky. And so are you, mister hot shot pilot. You know everyone, it seems like." Or, at least, everyone on base seems to know Poe. It's not surprising, what with him being a squad leader and ace pilot all in one. And yet he wants to spend his leave with Finn. It's heartening to think.
If Finn asks, Poe will definitely let him drive the freighter, at least in clear space. He loves flying, so everyone else does too, right?
Poe laughs. "Nah, I've just been around a lot longer than you. You'll get there."
(He really dies know everyone.) BB-8 opines. (Because he's kind to everyone.)
Embarrassed laughter. What's unique about being kinds? Everyone should be. "I'll keep introducing you around when we get back. Everyone who meets you loves you, Finn. You're great. You just have to get out there."
Poe laughs. "Nah, I've just been around a lot longer than you. You'll get there."
(He really dies know everyone.) BB-8 opines. (Because he's kind to everyone.)
Embarrassed laughter. What's unique about being kinds? Everyone should be. "I'll keep introducing you around when we get back. Everyone who meets you loves you, Finn. You're great. You just have to get out there."
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