Faye Valentine (
flourish_or_perish) wrote2021-10-06 07:45 am
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MHA #7 | Wednesday Evening
This past weekend sure had been A Thing, hadn't it? And while nothing had happened to Faye, other than getting stuck with the cutest baby in this or any other galaxy (no, she would not be taking questions), she was a non-crappy enough person to know that that had all probably not been especially easy for Din. Or, rather, that Monday morning and the realization of how many people had seen his beautiful mustache had probably not been easy.
So, Wednesday night found her inviting people over to her apartment. On purpose. Look, stranger things had happened, surely, than Faye actually cleaning up and putting out drinks and snacks for company.
She'd even found some of those straws that Grogu liked, since, you know, this was more for his benefit and Stark's than for Din's. Call her crazy, but she didn't think this past weekend was gonna change much about certain be-helmeted individuals eating in front of other people.
[for an alien, an alien, and that guy who looks kinda like a shiny Boba Fett.]
So, Wednesday night found her inviting people over to her apartment. On purpose. Look, stranger things had happened, surely, than Faye actually cleaning up and putting out drinks and snacks for company.
She'd even found some of those straws that Grogu liked, since, you know, this was more for his benefit and Stark's than for Din's. Call her crazy, but she didn't think this past weekend was gonna change much about certain be-helmeted individuals eating in front of other people.
[for an alien, an alien, and that guy who looks kinda like a shiny Boba Fett.]
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Maybe this was a different Sabine. An ex or something. (Ooooh.)
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Stark was used to different versions of people by this point.
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Sabine had not had a mustache, but she had had interesting grooming habits; if she was supposed to hide that under a helmet, too, Faye was going to start thinking these Mandalorians just had a thing against using one's hair to express oneself.
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Stark leaked if he didn't wear his mask but that was not at all the same thing.
"Does anything... happen if you don't?"
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She glanced over, pretty confident on that count but Stark could totally say she was wrong. Maybe he knew these people!
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Most of those secrets belonged to dead people. They still deserved their privacy.
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And, as we all know, family is super conditional, right? Right.
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Not like she had a lot of room to talk about knowing one's family, but....
"And that's not true. About them being the only family you have." Faye inclined her head very slightly towards Grogu, who she hoped was too young to fully understand this conversation.
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"Family ought to forgive. And...you didn't do anything wrong."
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"It's already my fault that they had to run," Din said, putting a reassuring hand on the kid's head. "We were hiding when I signaled our location to our enemies to get this one back."
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And it sounded like Grogu had been in danger, so Faye felt like it had been the right call.
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Stark still felt like he owed Din. Of course he was going to offer to help. And apparently volunteer Faye as well. Oops?
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"You'd help find them?" Guys, that would involve so many side quests. So many.
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"Please, after you chased me across the galaxy and had to put up with meeting Whitney?" Faye asked with a little snort. "I'd say I owe you one."
In this instance, she wasn't going to speak for Stark, but she was still pretty confident of his answer.
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"I'll help if I can. I'd like to help. You helped me. Helped us."
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Also, feelin' cute. Might end up ruler later on this quest.
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Never hurt to get a little ego-boosting going while working on a job, you know.
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"I know you didn't expect payment. I'm still in your debt, Din. I'm not sure what I can offer but I'll do what I can."
Would there be dead people? Dying people? He was good at that.
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And a dessert space dragon!
"Thank you. Really."
Look, emotions were hard and you guys were being very nice.
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She was the only person who'd ever asked, but Faye could keep that shit up, no problem.
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"But I won't tell anyone you shared a face with the cowboy, if you like."
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"I'll take that overthe alternative," Din replied. "And I'll ask Greef to put out feelers for any rumors of Mandalorians around."
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Because the helmet seemed to be the defining characteristic. Maybe the armor, too?
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