the rescue meme.

[khaleesock]

the rescue meme

'Cause sometimes you just can’t save yourself.

→ Post with your character’s name, canon, and any preferences in the subject line
→ Those tagging, go to RNG and roll for a number between one and ten.
→ Alternatively, just pick the choice you’re interested in most.

1. BAD DATE - You get a text, a phone call, or maybe you can just see the other person floundering on what clearly must be the worst date of their life. Time to step in and save the day.

2. PRISON - Maybe they've been wrongly convicted, or maybe you're an accomplice. Either way, it's jailbreak time. Maybe the guards will fall for the old 'wounded prisoner' technique.

3. TAKEN HOSTAGE - They're being held at gunpoint, either for money or for fun. Maybe you can talk down their captors — or maybe you are a captor, secretly working to help them.

4. UNWELL - Your body is damaged, your suffering taken its toll. You can't save yourself anymore. You're wounded, you're starving, maybe even dying. Someone, help!

5. YOURSELF - One bad choice after another, your self-destructive tendencies are going to get the best of you unless someone steps in to save the day.

6. BIG DAMN RESCUE - You're hovering over an active volcano, a pit of sharks, about to fall off a cliff. Whatever it is, you've only got precious seconds of life left.

7. LONELINESS - You've been secluded, locked away, and the emptiness is overwhelming. You need company, or you might just drown.

8. UNWANTED SOCIAL FUNCTION - A family reunion, your three o'clock board meeting, whatever it is, you desperately don't want to go. Hopefully your good buddy can come up with a distraction.

9. BAD ROMANCE - You're trapped in a relationship that's headed south. Maybe it's an arranged marriage, or maybe it's just someone who won't take no for an answer. You need a helping hand, maybe even a Prince(ss) Charming.

10. WILDCARD - Any kind of rescue will do! Spread your creative wings and go for it.

Comments

I rolled a 7. Your hero is a stubborn girl, Kylo. Congrats.

[leftonjakku]

[Their paths have diverged and that is inescapable, but Rey can't give up on him easily. Or ever, truly. She has connected with so few people in her life that she stubbornly clings to the friendships and relationships she does have - even if they seem doomed to end in heartache.

Rey doesn't like fighting, though she has honed her body and mind to be quite good at it, so she moves through the titanic ship as quickly and quietly as possible. The guards and soldiers are easy to avoid - if her path crosses with them, she simply convinces them that they didn't see her. Thankfully she never needs to draw her lightsaber and she breathes a sigh of relief as she, at last, reaches his quarters.

Her past as a scavenger has taught her a trick or two - especially with doors - and she manages to work the last obstacle open.]

Ben?

slides in here late w sbux. hi wow my personal life imploded a few hours after your tag

[vaderstan]

( also i hope u don't mind. I'm gonna throw in a little spice to make this even Better )

[ So did you know incredibly talented force using Supreme Leaders could get sick? Because Kylo Ren didn't realize that. Well, vaguely he understood it was definitely a possibility given he has been sick before in his life. It just hasn't been any time lately. Which is amazing, really, given the variety of planets he's..... "visited" to enforce the will of the First Order. Which is what made it hit all the harder.

At first he thought maybe Hux had poisoned him, he's been preparing for a coup from his general since the very second he proclaimed himself Supreme Leader. But then he collapsed right out of sight of a squadron of troops he had just been observing and some droid informed him that he had a cold.

A fucking cold.

He's Kylo Ren, enforcer of the First Order and he was struck down with a cold.

Which, for anyone else, a mild inconvenience. Lay in bed, drink some soup, take your meds. You are good to go.

But Kylo has been running on fumes for a while. Since Crait, really. He hasn't let himself rest or sit still for too long. If he feels his mind wander to things which aren't his mission, he takes stims and keeps barreling through any emotion he wishes to discard. He's eating enough to maintain his weight. Barely. He's skipped a few meals here or there, because he just forgets that he is, in fact, a living organic being which needs sustenance to maintain itself. And this all adds up to him dragging himself back to his quarters and into his room. He isn't allowed to rest for too long before a med bot (Which he had to examine out of paranoia) enters and accosts him with medication and "nutrition tablets" and forces him to remove his layers of armor. He manages to at least get down to his pants, but that's the best he can do.

And really, he'd be more aggravated about it, except this is the only mothering he even gets. A droid doing it's duty and otherwise?

He's alone.

The hum of the ship and all it's electronics, the view of the vast field of stars right outside of the port view, and his own mind.

Before Rey, he wouldn't have minded. Times where he could be by himself were rare and he preferred solitude over a crowd any day of the week. And he had been lonely, but not in the same way he was right now. So he tries to let the medication take over so he can get back out of this room and out of his own mind. And the woozy haziness of medication taking him under blurs the line between what his mind wants him to see and what is really going on.

Which means he misses Rey's entrance into the proximity of the ship, he misses the way she darts back and forth and is oh so careful when she gets closer to his room, and he definitely misses that she just just LOCK PICKED HIS DOOR. To give him some credit, the only reason he doesn't shoot up in alarm is because of Rey's energy. He's just not completely aware at this very moment that she is, in fact, real and not a literal fever dream.

He makes a noise, it sounds as if he was attempting to respond with something coherent but failed at his task completely. More of a grunting groan than a formed syllable. But if she follows that noise she'll see him in the dim room. In all of his glory.

Black leather strewn on the floor, his mask tossed into a corner repaired and cobbled together with screaming red veins, half under his sheets, still feverish and slightly red, a touch moist from sweat, hair tousled all over his head, and laying on his stomach. Also topless with out a cowl in sight but i mean. that was obvious.


There he is. The Supreme Leader of the First Order. Kylo Ren. Finally defeated.





By a cold. ]

You made me laugh with that edit and I needed that. <3

[leftonjakku]

[Rey, on the other hand, tries to keep on top of her rest and nutrition. If she had let those things slide on Jakku, she wouldn't have made it for very long nor would she have been a successful scavenger. As such, she might be the best person to see to him in this state, though she certainly isn't expecting to find him sick. That feels like a state for lesser beings and she pauses in the doorway, struck by the sight of him.

Then she goes to work. She should be cautious about sliding onto his bed, but she can't think of how else to reach him to check his fever. The bed dips under her weight and she brushes the hair away from the back of his neck to feel his skin. He's burning up - colds are notorious for that - and she finds a cloth to dry his sweat before she tucks his blankets around him more firmly. As she does so, her fingers graze over his back and she feels her cheeks heat at the muscles she finds there.

This is not time to think about that!]

Is anyone taking care of you? [Rey isn't sure if he can hear her, so maybe she is talking to herself, yet it seems wrong that he is left to fend for himself.]

low key hopin my new username made u laugh too

[vaderstan]

[ Yeah. He's pretty positive this is a fever dream right now. He's so fucking strong in the force that he has made an apparition of Rey appear and feel.. very real. His eyes open slightly, squinting through his haze to try and follow the source of Rey's voice.

Yeah.




This is a goddamn Force vision. He's convinced.

Futzing with his hair, wiping at his skin, pulling his blankets around his form. He's sure only he could be so pathetic to use the Force to bring this so clearly to life. The thought floats around in his head like planks of wood from a vessel torn asunder by a storm. She may catch the ideas, even if they slosh together unevenly, just as he catches her worry, and doting and--


She's asking him questions. Hm. Fever dream!Rey should already know he's a pathetic mess who doesn't have anyone. Honestly, he'd feel as though Actual Rey should know that as well. Kylo Ren having anyone care for him? No. The closest he had to that these past six years was Snoke and Snoke...

That's all that needs to be said really.

So he attempts to speak, his throat feels dry and as if someone put sandpaper at the back of it and it takes some effort. Effort which has him coughing and attempting to pull himself up.

It's really worse knowing he looks like such a wreck as well as feels like one right now. And it doesn't get any easier when he speaks. His voice is tinged with stuffiness and is rough from disuse. ]

There was a droid-- [ A distinct pause as he promptly fails at that whole pulling self up thing. There's not much solid leverage in a bed, after all. ] --earlier.



[ That's it, Rey. That is all.

Honestly he's probably safer letting no one on this ship treat him at this point. ]

oh nooo bless you XD

[leftonjakku]

[A droid? That's it? On one hand, she is relieved that it is unlikely they will be disturbed, but on the other, that's sad. The rumor that Ben has become the new Supreme Leader surely isn't unfounded and it's obviously a lonely position. There is no one he can trust anymore and though it is ridiculously dangerous for her to be here, Rey is glad she came.]

Have you eaten anything decent? [She is going to guess no and that leaves her with a new issue: where will she acquire healthy food? She rises from the bed and acquires a cool, slightly damp cloth for his forehead. When she returns to him, she urges him to lay back down and get comfortable.]

Don't try to get up. You need to rest. [Worry has tinged her feelings for him since they last parted and that emotion is heightened seeing him like this. He does need someone; she can't just abandon him.] Ben, I came here to see you...to talk. You don't have to be alone.

sorry for the wait! One of the stray cats I take care of got hurt so I got her to the shelter

[vaderstan]

[ It's once the interrogation starts that he starts to come to a bit more. That and the cool cloth helps break the haze a bit. It's hard to discern real from unreal, but as the switches in his brain click on one by one he's just



Wait this isn't dream rey..... This is.. Real Rey?

He squints, bleary and tired, but a little more alert. And then Looks the fuck around because-- yeah. This is his room. He hasn't been kidnapped to the Resistance. Rey... is... ????//? ]

Am I hallucinating?

[ Because if he is, he needs to get that droid back in here stat. Cause that doesn't seem like an Improvement. ]