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[goazon]

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how's the closed door thing working?

[goazon]

I don't think I'm ever going to be especially good at it.

[ And to illustrate her point attached is an image of her attempting to write her own name, which is about seven shades worse than chicken scratch and absolutely nothing she should be sharing with him. ]

blows it wide open obv

[apparare]

( Give him a second to choke down that kneejerk response - )

You just need to practice. How long have you been trying?

( Is her name even really 'Rey?' )

queues up taytay

[goazon]

[ Would she be a little proud of him if she knew he stopped himself? Only Rey knows. ]

Not long, not seriously and only my name. Yours looks like you've practiced it.

listens to accoustic temper trap

[apparare]

I have.

( Haughty, but then - )

I had a remarkable amount of free time as a child.

breaks things

[goazon]

Why did imply your handwriting wasn't much better than mine? Write something.

into a thousand pieces

[apparare]

( AGAIN - an inordinate amount of time passes. Long enough that that she's likely to think no response is coming. Until, ultimately, a severe but neat - angular, intentional, hypothetically perfect - save for the slight slant to the capital letters - scrawl comes through almost as if it's against his better judgment.

The translation amounts to: Good morning. In Corellian. )

omfg how dare you

[goazon]

[ Did it take so long to respond because she fell asleep? Or because she was tracing the letters with her finger and internally berating herself about it? She may have gone and got a snack, or three. Regardless, it took a little while. ]

Your letters sort of look like how you stand.

no u

[apparare]

( In the interim, he's found other things to occupy his time, which means that this reply is not immediate in its timing. )

What.

[goazon]

You stand at the same sort of angle. Very slight but there.

[ Oh no there was no coy pause. ]

[apparare]

No one has ever described anything pertaining to me as 'slight.' How does someone stand at an angle?

( Leia would be appalled to hear about his posture. )

[goazon]

How can I explain this?

[ Then, most disastrously- ]

If we're ever in person on a break from all the hostilities I'll point it out.

[apparare]

( Error.exe )

How?

[goazon]

[ This is all terrible. ]

In our usual way? Dryly and with questionable timing.

[apparare]

How do you expect to be on a break from all the hostilities?

( - is not what he was asking and doesn't even sound grammatically accurate but oh well. He'll suffer the indignity for the sake of his pride. )

[goazon]

Pretending to try and kill each other is exhausting, eventually we'll have to catch our breath.

[ She needs so much more caf for this. ]

[apparare]

Is that how you think wars are won?

( Because. That's still kind of a big dividing line between them, for a myriad of reasons. )

[goazon]

This war doesn't end, it pauses.

[ It's all the same conflict, and it always has been just with new flags. ]

[apparare]

( Okay now he's actually annoyed. )

It pauses? Don't be obtuse. Wars don't stop because - ( Because what? They want to flirt with each other? Because that is what's happening here, and he's beginning to belatedly realize how irresponsible and idiotic this all is. ) - you want to explore the finer points of handwriting analysis.

[goazon]

How can you say this is any different than the last time there was war? It's the same thing. Light and dark, empire and rebels, the same strife, just a new banner. It never ended.

This isn't about you and I, this is about everything. Not everything is about whatever you and I think we're doing.

[apparare]

Your attitude it suggesting that you think it is all about us.

I offered you a solution to the problem that you posit. A way to make it right. A way to end it. Instead you chose to prolong this pattern of history repeating itself. Fine, but I will not be making the same mistake. This time, it will end.

[goazon]

What you offered was not the way forward for anyone except you, and you didn't want to find a real direction, you wanted to hang onto what it is you've suffered for.

I think we have a part to play in it, but it isn't about us.

[apparare]

You take great pleasure in assuming the intentions and trajectory of everyone else, don't you?

[goazon]

Like you don't do that.

[apparare]

I am not having this argument with you another time. If you want to fight, find something more original to bring up.

( Because he's not going to get into how little right she has to make conjectures about his inertia based on where he's been. Opening up a window back into Snoke is a privilege she isn't entitled to, now. )

[goazon]

I don't especially want to fight.

[ Just. WHAT DO YOU WANT KYLO. ]