[ It's either a good use of his time to ship out with the scouting party, or a risk that's not worth taking that he'll be regretting within the day. Finn's not quite sure which yet. What he does know is, he's been itching for something to do with himself. Arriving here in the first place was a whirlwind, a blur-- kind of happens when you wake up in a medbay on an unknown planet, surrounded by unknown people who can't tell you anything about anything you actually really need to know about.
Not being dead is great. There's still been tension threaded through his frame since the minute he came to. At least this is something. Something relatively routine, reliant on teamwork, standard-issue supplies, and useful. Not especially formal, and as far as anyone's told him, no guaranteed chance of conflict or seek-and-destroy reminiscent orders. Find and secure, keep an eye open for animal life.
Finn sets himself at a steady pace up towards the front of the pack. These are the kinds of things he always excelled in at the Academy. Physical fitness, attention to detail, marksmanship. Now he also excels in functioning through barely-contained panic, so it's all pretty much coming full-circle for this singular experience. Something about getting out to do something specific and goal-oriented has him a little more relaxed than he's been since turning up. ]
I think we're actually making good time on this mission. All things considered. Does everyone still have enough water? If we're gonna stop to refill, it should be soon and only once.
[ Is he saying this because he wants or is trying to take charge? No. Is he saying this because stopping a lot and splitting off to make sudden water runs is a one-way ticket to hostile wildlife city? Yes. ]
iv. making memories.
[ A few options to lay out here! As far as scenes go, I'm open to them being shared first-person, dreamscape or as videos on the network: whatever works easiest to make a thread with is cool.
a."finn, i'm gonna call you finn." | welcome to a memory infused with terror and exhilaration in equal parts. sometimes in life, a person can hit a lucky streak long enough to make a new friend and get the first real name they can ever remember being given.
b."why does everyone want to go back to jakku?!" | does finn ever make friends that kick off relatively normally? nah. nah, not really. it doesn't help when you start out as a Big Fat Liar.
finn | star wars: the force awakens
[ It's either a good use of his time to ship out with the scouting party, or a risk that's not worth taking that he'll be regretting within the day. Finn's not quite sure which yet. What he does know is, he's been itching for something to do with himself. Arriving here in the first place was a whirlwind, a blur-- kind of happens when you wake up in a medbay on an unknown planet, surrounded by unknown people who can't tell you anything about anything you actually really need to know about.
Not being dead is great. There's still been tension threaded through his frame since the minute he came to. At least this is something. Something relatively routine, reliant on teamwork, standard-issue supplies, and useful. Not especially formal, and as far as anyone's told him, no guaranteed chance of conflict or seek-and-destroy reminiscent orders. Find and secure, keep an eye open for animal life.
Finn sets himself at a steady pace up towards the front of the pack. These are the kinds of things he always excelled in at the Academy. Physical fitness, attention to detail, marksmanship. Now he also excels in functioning through barely-contained panic, so it's all pretty much coming full-circle for this singular experience. Something about getting out to do something specific and goal-oriented has him a little more relaxed than he's been since turning up. ]
I think we're actually making good time on this mission. All things considered. Does everyone still have enough water? If we're gonna stop to refill, it should be soon and only once.
[ Is he saying this because he wants or is trying to take charge? No. Is he saying this because stopping a lot and splitting off to make sudden water runs is a one-way ticket to hostile wildlife city? Yes. ]
iv. making memories.
[ A few options to lay out here! As far as scenes go, I'm open to them being shared first-person, dreamscape or as videos on the network: whatever works easiest to make a thread with is cool.
[ I'm flexible with prompts overall and willing to work outside of what I have in this header! No need to be shy! ]