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And I'm telling you he's not in pain or—damaged at all! He's... suspended, he's fine!

[His hesitance and frustration come through; that's as best as he can describe it. He did his best to investigate with his abilities, and that's the conclusion his senses led him to.

There's a tense silence that follows that promise, loaded with suspicion and the barely-restrained desire to reject it and Finn immediately. He's not sure why he's even considering it at all. If it gets FN-2187 to stop yelling like an idiot... it might be worth it. Barely. Perhaps Rey would even be pleased with him for extending this sort of thing to the traitor she seems to care for... as much as Ren hates it.

The response that eventually comes through is short and reluctant, like he's already expecting Finn to break that promise. Ren doesn't trust him at all.]

If I hear one negative word out of your mouth I will throw you out before you can blink.

How do you know? Because he hasn't said he's in pain? Or are you just assuming? Who even knows he's alive enough to be... de-crystallized? [That? That was not in anger. That was more in... need to know. A desperate sound of wanting to believe him and not.]

[There is a deep sigh as Ren seems to break and let go. Finn is already moving again, but he sounds..... grateful?]

Got it. Best behavior. No negative words. I just... want to see him. I want to know how. Has anything like this ever happened before here? Do you know how insane this sounds?

I'm not assuming. Have you forgotten so soon that my specialty is reading minds? He is alive, I can still sense him. I would know if he wasn't.

[There's the feeling of a frustrated sigh here, but now that the shouting has stopped, he'll attempt to... reciprocate.]

It has happened before, according to this booklet from the welcome center. I know how it sounds. How do you think I felt when it happened in front of me?

[There was much confusion involved.]

—Do you even know where I live?

You... you can get a sense off him in crystal? [Again, it's not accusing or pointed but this time but concerned and curious.]

How often does it happen? Does it say? That's... insane! How long does it last for? [Finn, slow down. He's not a data bank. He's running again though, on the move. He's also trying to contact Rey at this point.]

[He did pause, frowning.] Yeah, of course I do. Don't you keep track of where others from home live? [the a hmm...] Unless you're else where since all this Enforcer coverage stuff.

[Finn. Not a stalker. He swears. He just likes to know where the bad guys live just in case they do something bad.]

Yes I can, I don't know, and I already told you I don't know how long it will last. Weeks, perhaps.

[He can keep up, even if it's somewhat aggravating. He reads the pamphlet again just to make sure he didn't miss anything, but there's hardly more than two sentences about it.] This says it happens "a few times per year," whatever that means.

[Uh, wow, FN-2187. There's a bit of mental squinting as Ren responds to the idea that he's been keeping track of everyone.]

No. Why would I care where everyone else lives? [Then again, he can sort of sense where people are, generally. He has no reason to learn where they live when he can just talk to them over the amulets, anyway.

Grumble.]

I find it appalling that you've been looking into where I live without my knowledge, but if you know where my house is, that's where I am.

Great, so, he could be stuck this way for a while. That's awesome. [It's not awesome at all. Nor does he sound like it's awesome at all.]

In case something happens? Another earthquake issue? ['You know, so you can find people if a bunch of murdering ghosts try to take over again?' BE PROUD of how hard... he bit his tongue not to add that line in.] Not all of us can sense where people are when ever we want.

And don't be so flattered. It's not like it's secret. Poe's pointed it out before. [He looked into it because you aren't a good guy. Since when is a home secret information anyhow? Also, you have a ton of Enforcers babysitting you. It's not hard.]

[He'd almost rather go back to Jakku then Ren's place anyhow.]

I don't want him here that long, either. [It's pretty much the opposite of awesome~~, aside from the nice addition of a coat hanger to the room~~.]

How unfortunate for all of you. [So much sarcasm.] What happens to others isn't my concern. The only ones I'd even remotely be interested in tracking down can take care of themselves. [Or else wouldn't appreciate his presence anyway. He's certain he'd be called a stalker if he did the same. Closed-minded fools...

There's some aggravation that comes through at the idea of the pilot pointing out his address. The following thought leaks out without him particularly meaning to send it:]

... I'll have to discuss that with him when he wakes up.

No one wants him there in the first place.

[UG, stupid Ren. He doesn't want to talk to you anyhow.] Oh god the love of the Force could you get over it? It's not his fault. I looked into it. Yes, because I'm a nosy bastard who has to know where people are. Blame it on Hux and his damned training! It's not like I sat down one day and went "I'm going to hunt down these people and stand outside their doors at night!" It's... precautions.

[It was also to know where Hux was, but he wont admit to the reasons for that.]

Of course. You can tell the general that yourself when you get here, I'm certain he'll be so proud of you.

[Did you keep up with that, Mr. Precautions?? —but no, he'll probably be telling Hux to maybe hang out in the backyard for the time being rather than stick around and glare. Just for you, traitor. Be grateful.]

I don't want to tell him anything. Thanks. Look, I just want to come in, check in on Poe, and if I can find a way to get him out, I will. I don't want to be there any longer then I need to be, and I want to get out of your hair as soon as I can. Sound good?

[Bless you and thank you. The less he has to deal with you two bullies the better]

You won't be able to move him.

[It's not even an aggressive suggestion, and there's no insult in it; it's merely fact.]

He's at least five times heavier than he is normally.

[There is a small annoyed grunt, but it's not at Ren. The tone Ren used actually helped. Finn isn't accusing him of anything at the moment.]

This stupid planet...

Of course he is. All right. I'm... all most there. I promise. I'll hold my tongue while I'm there. This time. I wont stay long either. [He just.... had to see is all.]

That's one thing we're in agreement about.

[This planet is literally the worst.]

Fine.

[Ren will cut the connection for now, and whenever Finn gets to his house, he'll probably open the door before or during any attempts to knock since he can sense his general approach.

He'll be taking a moment to stare down at Finn coldly, a muscle in his jaw twitching as the scent of burning briefly fills the air. The visceral hate is hard to suppress—he'll have to take a second to push it back before he can even think about letting the ex-trooper inside.]

[He didn't jump as the door opened before he could knock, and he tried so very hard not to GLARE at the other as he stood there glaring back at him. He set his jaw a moment, staring at Ren staring at him.]

[Okay, shitty dark Jedi thing, are we done here? He sighed, and nodded to the inside.]

I'm already basically barging in against your will... I'd like to not actually barge in. Can I come in now and see my friend?

[To Ren's credit, he doesn't actually say or do anything his hate tells him to, nor does he postpone the process any further. He simply steps aside, two ashy footprints left behind in the middle of the doorway.

He's not wearing his robes today, either, or even black, perhaps making him slightly less intimidating; though it's still the same high-collared, gloved look as usual. He seems to be pointedly not looking at Finn for the moment, a mild amount of annoyance on his face as he waits for the young man to step inside.

The door opens right into the living room, and the statue Poe is set near the wall just next to the opening of a hallway that leads to a few other rooms, but otherwise exactly as Ren showed him through the amulets.]

[Let's show Rey that we can both be civil, Ren. Seriously. Finn is here on his best behavior. His BEST. Because... he knows one negative word and Ren will eject him, forcibly, and he doesn't want that.]

[As Ren moved he saw the ashy footprints, eyeing them as he came in. On a tight jawed voice he added.] Thank you. [He said it firmly as he came in. See? He's being 'polite'. as he walked past Ren, holding his tongue other wise, he came to a sudden stop, staring at Poe's figure.] What the hell...

[It was strange, in real life. His eyes went wider, staring at it. then he moved in closer, hand reaching out to touch the tip of Poe's hand, startled by the crystal.] What the hell is wrong with this place?!

[that might be negative, but its not AT Ren. That counts, right?]

[It does, as much as Ren would like to simply throw the traitor out of his house for his own enjoyment. So instead of any disparaging comments or physical violence, he simply closes the door behind them and follows, folding his arms. He mostly keeps his distance, but it's clear he's keeping a close eye on Finn.

He sounds annoyed as he responds.]

I wish I knew. [At least they can agree on hating this place.]

[Poe tilted his head a bit while looking at the door. He would hear the chair being picked up from the floor. There will be no entry until Finn gave permission.] I didn't think a book would cause this much trouble for you, Finn.

Please pardon the intrusion, but is this Finn?

My name is Qui-Gon. Obi-Wan is a friend of mine.

[Because that's a good enough explanation for how he got Finn's mental number.]

Edited 2016-10-25 03:26 (UTC)

[VOICES! In his head! Or, just one, and yeah, it was a new one, but at least he was smart enough to connect himself to a Safe person in Finn's head. A friend of Obi-wan?]]

[The feeling off Finn's voice would be tired (training) and curious, but not at all upset or bothered.]

This is Finn. Is there... something I can do for you?

Eventually, yes.

[Hey, at least he's honest!]

But perhaps it would be better if we had some time to meet first.

[Suspicion.]

[That was suspicious, sir. 'Eventually'? Really? Brows shot up, and his voice is cautious.]

You... want to meet? [Is that a good or a bad sign? Some strange guy 'calls' up mentally to say 'hey, you CAN do something for me, later. Let's met.'? Mighty suspicious.]

[Lucky for him he has heard a bit about him from Rey. Just a bit.]

If this has something to do with Ren, I want nothing to do with it. [Finn! Why the hell would it have--okay so 9 times out of 10 it had to do with Ren and he just doesn't want to deal with it.]

Edited 2016-10-25 04:11 (UTC)

[Everything about this screams suspicion, Finn. You are 100% in the right.]

Fair enough.

For the moment, it has nothing to do with Ren. I'll be sure to let you know if that changes.

Have you any other qualms?

[Nothing to do with Ren... at the moment? HMM. You have his interest. Kind of.]

[Though, he really needs to stop assuming it's someone either upset with Ren, or upset with him about Ren, or something equally dumb.]

[He still had to THANK Ren and he'd rather do that over his dead body, which, ironically, was why he had to thank Ren, because he wasn't a dead body.]

[Anyhow.]

Beside the whole 'out of the blue' feel to this? Is this for a job or something?

[he does deliveries. He takes Box A to Location B and gets paid for it. Maybe Obi-wan mentioned that and he needs something delivered. Honestly, he needed to not jump to conclusions any time the Jedi's name was brought up.]

['Kind of' is better than 'not even a little bit'! He'll take the tiny victories where he can.]

Not a job, but a meeting.

We can discuss more face to face if that will help.

[Qui-Gon really just wants Finn to see that he's not some giant scary monster who'll destroy everything the universe knows and loves. At least not on purpose.]

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(ahh! I missed this, sorry!)

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