genessia | 1st Portion

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[The first thing Rey did was make certain she still had all her belongings. She had her staff, the sacred Jedi texts, her bag, a few stale rations sunk to the bottom--and the hilt of the Skywalker lightsaber, severed in half.

She kept that well buried.

It didn't take her long to figure out how her newfound device worked, and she switched on the video feed, squinting skeptically into the camera.]

This doesn't look like anyplace I've ever been before. [Though that doesn't exactly narrow it down.] And nothing in this pamphlet indicates that the war is over or that it even existed.

[She lowers her eyes, giving pause before pressing onward--there was no other way to go, and if she were to be of any use to anyone, she'd have to be practical and tend to her immediate needs.]

I was informed that I would need to find a place to stay, and a means to earn my room and board. I'd rather go off any leads rather than wander about aimlessly, so if you've the need of someone good with airships or droids, even computers and the like--I've a lot of hands-on experience. I'm also an adequate pilot, if that's something that's useful here.

[Fixing the lightsaber would have to wait.]

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Nova City. Got it. How are we supposed to get there if there's no aircraft to navigate?

[Right down to business. She likes that.]

I've worked some basic stuff with an R2 unit and a BB unit primarily. I've had more experience with repairing broken droids rather than building them from scratch, to be perfectly honest, though...

[She's hesitant about this last bit.] I have the most experience with combing them for parts.

[ That last confession distracts him momentarily from the familiar mention of a R2 unit – definitely from his universe then, but what she just said… ]

You only take parts from deactivated droids, right? They have full rights around here. [ She better not be one of these people who steal or kidnap droids and sell them off like they have them on backwater planets. With that surge of protectiveness out of the way, his mind returns to the R2 unit. ]

I think it’s safe to say we’re from the same universe, or a very similar one.

[She quickly waves her free hand in front of her face, shaking her head earnestly.] Of course they're deactivated! Why would I take apart a perfectly functional droid?!

[That's just cruel. Not to mention droids are worth a lot more if they're already functional, and she's not in the business of modifications.]

I'm sorry. I didn't want to imply you would do that.

[ He's just overprotective. Jumping at shadows. But her earnest response is good, it's encouraging. ]

I'm Cassian Andor, Captain in the Rebel Alliance and here Guardian of Attleton.

It's fine. [She's quick to snip that response, as though she'd been accused of such things before, once upon a time. It wasn't personal, just business.]

I'm Rey. [Just...Rey. Though her eyes light up at the mention of the Rebel Alliance.] So you're from my world, too? I know the Rebel Alliance! Of. Them. I know of them. Somewhat.

[ His brows arch up a little at that stammered response. Well, most regular people probably wouldn't want to admit to being all that familiar with rebels? ]

Then I hope you haven't listened to Imperial propaganda about us. I can assure you nothing of it is true. People come from different points in time. I'm from 19 years after the rise of the Empire.

[Rey snorts an indignant laugh.] Why would I ever listen to outdated Imperial propaganda--or whatever the First Order has to say about it.

[Changing gears a bit, if only to explain--] I'm with the Resistance. Stemmed off of the New Republic...which...I guess...isn't around anymore, technically...

[ The New Republic. Cassian nods at that, he's heard a lot about the New Republic from Han Solo. Through K-2SO, he's heard about Starkiller, but...

All his thoughts grind to a halt. ]

What do you, doesn't exist anymore? [ His voice has sharpened to a bark, demanding answers. ]

I mean--the people are still around, just--

[She balks, brow knit.] There's not much left of the Resistance. We've sent out distress signals but--after Starkiller destroyed the capital in the Hosnian galaxy--

--but we're still here. And we're only going to grow from hereon out. I'm certain of it.

[She has faith that Luke wouldn't have said so otherwise.]

Wait, wait. I know of Starkiller and that it was destroyed. I know there is the threat of the First Order.

[ But it's all terribly confusing, all the more so since he's only once spoken to someone from that future, while he talks every day to Han Solo, who comes from a completely different future. ]

I don't know of more than one system being destroyed. What is going on with the New Republic? Why is it not fighting?

[She lowers her eyes.] I'm...not sure. Not yet. The New Republic capital was destroyed, and--I think with the First Order growing they may be afraid.

That's where I came from--I was with General Organa on the Millennium Falcon, retreating from battle on Crait...we were going to set out and see why none of our distress signals were answered.

I... I need time to deal with this.

[ Cassian's shutting himself down here, face going emotionless, tone cold. It's the second huge revelation within two days and he's fraying. ]

I need to analyze it.

If there's any further information I can give--I'm...probably not the best option there is, but...

[Right now she's all you've got.]

Nothing to be done about that.

[ And sorry, Rey, but he's terribly frustrated with it. ]

We didn't spend decades fighting to... This isn't how it should have gone.

[ Can he get a refund on this future, please? ]

[She looks up, hazel eyes sharpening.]

Don't talk like that. This isn't over. Far from it.

[She says as she's trapped here in this...place!]

[ He glares right back. ]

Well, the New Republic isn't putting up much resistance either, is it? Planets have been wiped out before and we've never let that be a reason to hide from necessary battle!

[ Sorry, Rey, he's not upset with you. You're just the bearer of bad news. ]

I don't think they're hiding. Something must have happened. The New Republic might've thought General Organa was a war-monger at first, but after the destruction of the Hosnian system, there's no way they would just sit back and let the First Order have their way!

[Would they?] Not after we destroyed the Starkiller Base before it could happen again. [Surely they wouldn't!]

They better! We didn't spend all these years fighting and dying for them to become cowards!

[ All of that war-monger talk is terribly confusing, why would anybody consider Bail Organa a warmonger, but that's filed away for now. ]

Tyranny has to be opposed, not given in to.

[She knows it in her heart, but it's reassuring to hear someone else say it with such conviction.

She can't help but smile.] I agree. And the First Order will be stopped. People deserve to know peace.

Good. You should speak to Han Solo, don't expect me to explain how that is possible, but he comes from a future where the New Republic stands strong and the remains of the Empire have been neutered into being little threat. He will give you hope for what your future can be. He gave me hope, too.

[She pauses, appearing to grow somber again.]

I've met with Han Solo. [Her voice goes quiet and soft.] The one here--is from a time before I was born, I think. He's a father of a man a bit older than me where I come from.

I know. He told me a lot about his children. He is very fond of them.

[ Jacen, Jaina and Anakin, the other children, that's who he is thinking of. Han is talking about them all the time. ]

[Start confusion in three...two...]

Children? Multiple?

[That can't be right. There was only one. Leia would've said something otherwise.]

So he...but...[She staggers a little, bringing a hand to her temple, muttering to herself.] But what about Ben?

Who is Ben? He thinks for a moment, brows furrowing. [ No, wait, I think he did mention a Ben once... ] Ben Skywalker? I thought that one isn't one of his children?

[ This is so confusing why is this confusing, and he's still stuck on the New Republic, too. But trying to figure out the Solo family tree is an excellent distraction from, you know, having a breakdown over the future. ]

I have never met any of them.

[She shakes her head rapidly.] Ben Solo. Kylo Ren. He's the Commander of the First Order.

Or...[She pauses in thought, eyes lowering.] He was. I'm not entirely sure what he is now, with Snoke dead.

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