open ✧ i was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars

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Who: Jyn & Elsa & you lot
Where: 4106, Casa de Disney (not actual) Princess
When: June 10-12
What: Jyn & Elsa's backyard has become a refuge for wildlife and thus an impromptu petting zoo
Warnings: There's innocent smooching, it's gross.

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Jyn and Elsa's house is on the very edge of the residential district -- a nice concession from whatever set up this whole place to give Jyn only one neighbor. This means, though, that when the creeping doom of the wall surrounding the woods makes the predators a little more bold, Jyn and Elsa find themselves with a small collection of woodland creatures seeking refuge in the backyard.

The first day, Elsa is still recovering from the camping trip from hell which Jyn completely understands, so she says nothing, going out to the bookstore to grab an armful of books about the native wildlife (birds, trees, small forest animals). When Elsa is feeling better, Jyn shows her the flock of deer that have taken up residence in the backyard along with a family of rabbits making a warren of their back deck and a family of groundhogs ruining the begonias lining the edge of the yard.

That's happening.

Jyn has always been something of a naturalist, thanks to her mother, but a lifetime of fighting and running from the Empire had left her little time to actually study the nature around her and no one to encourage her to do so after her mother died. Now she has more time than she knows what to do with, which is almost stifling, and the town she's found herself in seems determined to remind her of her mother's roots, shoving a petting zoo full of animals into her backyard. Well, okay, she gets the point. No need to hit her over the head with it.

Whether it's feeding fruit to the deer or scooping up wayward baby bunnies who have gotten caught in the lattice work under the deck, Jyn finds herself spending the majority of her time outside again, sun turning her shoulders and cheeks pink. More than once she can be found in the front yard with her hands on her hips, having a staring contest with a deer that thinks it can eat the flowers by the front door.

Usually however, she has her head in one of her books, trying to figure out how to deal with these animals making themselves at home in their backyard. The upside is that the deer are eating the grass so no one needs to mow the lawn.


( find elsa in a top level below )

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[volitaunt]

Jyn cares that a deer is eating her roommate's flowers, and that's a collection of facts that he needs to take a moment to bask in.

It's cute. Undeniably, undebatably sweet. "I need to meet your roommate."

In the mean time, though, he holds up the sack. "Koyo melons. My dad grows them. I just... found them, sitting on the front step this morning. I figure call Cassian, split a few open..." HAVE A NICE DAY WHERE THINGS DON'T SUCK.

[realists]

"She works... somewhere." As if explaining Elsa's absence. Elsa has a job like a good person and productive member of society, while Jyn is a leech. :)

But she gestures toward the front door, inviting Poe inside with his melons inexplicably from home because she will never turn her nose up at food, especially fruit, even if it means she has to have manners.

She heads toward the house herself, bounding up the steps unmindful of the grass stains on her knee and feet. "You got a package of melons... from a different galaxy." Just to clarify.

[volitaunt]

"I know." He grins. "You know what that means, don't you?"

Poe bounds after her, longer legs taking him to the front door before she gets there. He opens it and bows her in like it's his house instead of hers. "There's a way for things to get here from there. A way that's simple enough they'll waste it on melons. Which means there has to be a way to get there from here, too."

[realists]

"Or--" It kind of sucks to rain on his parade, but Jyn is a realist at heart, she doesn't have time for, well, hope. Not for something like this. She moves into the kitchen to grab a knife, even though she isn't sure how to eat these melons properly.

"They can get in your head and can make the melons that you think are from home." Maybe they have a 3D fruit printer. It seems more plausible honestly.

[volitaunt]

"Or that," he says, with a grin that says he does not concede the point. He can't be disappointed right now--he's holding a piece of home.

In the kitchen, he finds a knife, a cutting board, plates, and lays them all out before he opens the bag. Out comes one of the melons, and he weighs it in his hands, the look on his face more like someone contemplating a holo of a favorite place than someone looking at a fruit.

He's involved enough with gutting the fruit that he doesn't notice the little black cube that falls out of the bag.

[realists]

It's just fruit. Jyn doesn't know if she would be this excited about fruit. (She would. She will be this excited about blue ice cream, but she will also temper it out of spite because of this conversations specifically.)

While Poe is excitedly cutting up the melon for them, Jyn reaches forward for the holocube, picking it up and letting it sit in her hand -- which is when it springs to life and projects the image of a pro-Resistance propaganda poster of a handsome pilot. Watching over the skies and stars.

Jyn blinks at it in surprise for a moment before the star of the poster registers. "Holy kriff, it's you." The same bright, joyous smile that appeared when she'd knocked him on his ass at the field day explodes on her expression again. It's so beautiful. "You're so much cuter on a holo."

[volitaunt]

Did she just call him cute?

Poe looks up from dealing with melon and rind and says, "I'm wh--"

He stops. He closes his eyes. He groans, in the slow-building way that kids sometimes do when they've been told it's time for a bath when all they want to do is keep working on their pod racer. "Why? Why. Why does that have to exist here."

[realists]

"Because it's perfect." Automatically, Jyn's hand curls around the cube, holding it tightly so it can't just be snatched out of her fingers. She knows what she is about.

"You never told me they put you on recruitment posters." This is too good. "Does Cassian know you're the future poster child of the rebellion?" The resistance, apparently. She's heard the difference from both Poe and Leia, but it doesn't roll off her tongue with the same ease.

"It's beautiful." It's art.

[volitaunt]

"I am not." Poe sighs and rubs his forehead. "That was never supposed to be circulated. It was a joke. I told Yolo to get rid of it."

The implication being, of course, that Yolo yolo'd and did the opposite.

[realists]

"Oh bless that man for not listening to you." Jyn shakes it so the hologram pops up again and beams in delight at the imagine of Poe looking dramatically off into the middle distance.

Literal poster child for the resistance.

"Kriffing hell, it's a work of art." A beat. "Oh, I can't wait to show it to Cassian. And Leia!"

[volitaunt]

"General Organa has already seen it," he says, with obvious chagrin. There's literally no way he can keep her from showing it to Cassian without trying to wrestle her for it and he knows how that would end.

Painfully. For him.

"Please put it away." He turns back to the koyo fruit, chopping vehemently away at the fruit and focusing on the scent and the texture of home. He is not, for all the galaxy, going to admit that recruitment numbers went up after that thing got around. (Never mind that BB-8 is chirruping out the statistics; at least Jyn doesn't speak binary.)

He will allow a smile for the fact that it makes Jyn happy.

[realists]

She's still going to show it to Leia anyway because that is the kind of person she is, honestly, and they all need the good-humor this precious holo will bring them all. But she does put it away, after giving it one last lingering look, shoving it in her pocket because it's hers now.

Wait until she shows it to Caroline.

"You should be proud of it," Jyn comments with the same grin. "I bet your dad loved it."