Sorry, Finn. They were long past gentle introductions. All Poe could really do was push her into the deep end and hope she could swim.
Poe let out a little scoff at “something happened”, but he didn’t interrupt Finn. Oh, something happened alright. A murder happened. And even though she’d killed Kylo back didn’t mean that Poe didn’t wish daily that his soul had ended up here. He would have spent the last several millennia ensuring that Kylo knew just what he’d done.
“Look, I could go all fire and brimstone on you if I wanted, but I spent a long time on this body and I like it the way that it is. And I’m not sure you’re in a position to tell what’s real or not. Since when could a mortal even speak this dialect? Or have you been brushing up on Olympian Greek during your studies?”
He paused on the stairs, the sound of paws scraping stone getting louder and louder and louder.
Suddenly Poe’s whole demeanour changed and a grin split his face and he started running down the stairs, two or three in a step.
“Buddy!” He cried, exhuberant, and suddenly out of the darkness bounded a massive dog. Easily half again Poe’s height, it barrelled into him and knocked him down onto the steps, licking at his face. It seemed to be getting smaller as it did, though, until the excited white and orange dog fit comfortably in Poe’s lap. Or, he would, if he wasn’t sprawled over Poe’s chest.
It paused, suddenly, tilting its head up to look at Finn and Rey, and for a second it almost looked like it had three heads instead of one. Then, just as suddenly, it let out a joyous bark and bounded towards them.
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Poe let out a little scoff at “something happened”, but he didn’t interrupt Finn. Oh, something happened alright. A murder happened. And even though she’d killed Kylo back didn’t mean that Poe didn’t wish daily that his soul had ended up here. He would have spent the last several millennia ensuring that Kylo knew just what he’d done.
“Look, I could go all fire and brimstone on you if I wanted, but I spent a long time on this body and I like it the way that it is. And I’m not sure you’re in a position to tell what’s real or not. Since when could a mortal even speak this dialect? Or have you been brushing up on Olympian Greek during your studies?”
He paused on the stairs, the sound of paws scraping stone getting louder and louder and louder.
Suddenly Poe’s whole demeanour changed and a grin split his face and he started running down the stairs, two or three in a step.
“Buddy!” He cried, exhuberant, and suddenly out of the darkness bounded a massive dog. Easily half again Poe’s height, it barrelled into him and knocked him down onto the steps, licking at his face. It seemed to be getting smaller as it did, though, until the excited white and orange dog fit comfortably in Poe’s lap. Or, he would, if he wasn’t sprawled over Poe’s chest.
It paused, suddenly, tilting its head up to look at Finn and Rey, and for a second it almost looked like it had three heads instead of one. Then, just as suddenly, it let out a joyous bark and bounded towards them.