The Art of Scraping Through | Poe Dameron [ 1 ]

thirteen

13 || a pilot's duty

"LISTEN TO ME VERY CAREFULLY. I'M GOING TO HELP YOU ESCAPE."

STAR DESTROYER, FIRST ORDER-

The doors to Poe's interrogation room slid open again with a resounding thud.

Every heartbeat he had seemed to pound in Poe's ears, the tension after Kylo Ren leaving his cell for a second time leaving him on the edge. "It seems you've chosen then." Ren had said to Poe back then, those words still echoing in his head again and again since he had left. "The girl dies for Skywalker and his location."

He was hoping to every single thing out in the galaxy- no, the universe, that he wouldn't find Space Girl dead in another cell by the time he got out of this hellsite.

The clicking of boots on the linoleum floor was the only indication that someone was coming in, and the Stormtrooper on guard in his cell stared at the newcomer - but not with the respect that one with higher authority would have. So if it wasn't someone who was coming to interrogate more out of him to get the location of his droid, who the hell was it?

"Ren wants the prisoner." The filtered voice of a trooper spoke abruptly, his gun tense at his side. Poe was barely able to open his eyes to crane his neck around to stare at the young trooper, whose mask was staring at his fellow trooper.

"Under whose orders?" The guard trooper asked back, and Poe could almost hear the doubt inside of that trooper's voice. He wasn't sure why it was there, exactly, but he knew for whatever reason it was there indicated that nothing good was going to come out of the situation."Ren already has the information he needs." The stormtrooper already inside of Poe's prison cell blandly stated, not barging from his place. "He got it all already, what made him want the prisoner again?"

"I didn't ask." The new trooper spoke tersely back, both of them ignoring the man who was shackled to the chair behind them. "All I know is that these orders came directly from Ren, and I don't think you want to be the one that pisses him off.  You heard what he just did to Solani, did you not? Don't want that to be you next."

Solani. That was Space Girl- wasn't it?

A worried thought flashed through Poe's mind, the idea that he wouldn't be able to save the woman who had been so vital to helping the Resistance take down the First Order brick by brick scaring him. He had promised the General ( and Space Girl herself ) that he would find her and bring her back to Resistance.

Poe could hear the audible gulp from the guard trooper, who didn't even hesitate to unshackle Poe from the chair. The sudden release of tension made Poe want to collapse forward, but somehow he was able to maintain his composure. "If Ren wants him then, he can by all means have him."