STAR WARS: possible spoiler warning

[avali]

STAR WARS CALL OUT POST:
STEP 1: pick a muse
STEP 2: leave a comment with their name in the subject line, pictures, words or all of the above
STEP 3: profit

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[reconditioning]

[For a minute he's quiet-- low breathing, eyes shut-- it might even seem like he's drifted off until his left cracks open, then his right. He's wearing that look again, the same one he'd flashed before dragging Poe Dameron straight out of Detention Block and into the open.

Finn's voice is low; he checks his peripherals, then asks:] Could you break me out?

[ejecting]

[Ah, there it was. The look of pain that sweeps across Poe's face isn't even slightly forced.]

Believe me buddy, if I could, I would. Hell, when I can I will, and you can hold me to it, but you're still awful hurt.

[Awful hurt like the kind of hurt one step away from the kind you don't come back from.

Still-]

I might be able to find a chair. For a short excursion?

[That had to be safe. Air and supposed to be good for you, right?]

[reconditioning]

[If he's self-conscious about the idea of being wheeled around by (Poe freaking Dameron of all people) it doesn't come close to showing. Finn flashes a grin that's half-suppressed, twitching eagerly at the corner like someone else might be watching them, all trained in habit.] Hell yes, I'm in.

I'm always in.

[ejecting]

[He's happy to see that Finn isn't injured much by the refusal. Isn't angry at him. It makes him bounce to his feet, hand still curled around the leather.]

That's my guy.

[His grin is broad as he swings the coat go rest over the back of his chair, takes a step back.]

Let me go find some wheels and we'll have you out in no time.

[And then he's gone.]