At the Resistance headquarters based on D'Qar, a small fleet of pilots were preparing to head out and secure a planet on the edge of the system. Phi-Twux was inhabited by a species of intelligent life called the Yarjynx. They were a highly endangered race threatened by gangsters and pirates settling there. The Resistance pledged to protect them and build a small base there, in tern expanding their territory. Leading this mission was Poe Dameron.
After the pilots readied their ships and loaded their cargo for the four day mission, Poe went to look for Finn. His best friend had awakened from his coma about two months ago. He had worried about him a little more than he should have since then. Finn insisted he was fine, and truly seemed like he was, other than his missing Rey. Poe understood that. Unlike Finn, Poe had been able to see Rey off. Finn never got to say goodbye.
Poe found Finn at one of the bases conditioning facilities lifting weights. He was there a lot lately. Poe wasn't sure whether he did this to get his mind off of his friend, or to prove he wouldn't be found a liability come the next battle. He knew Finn felt guilty for getting severely injured and leaving Rey to fight Kylo Ren herself. Poe smiled at that. Finn was so selfless.
He approached Finn who hadn't yet noticed him. "Hey, I'm getting ready to head out."
Finn stopped and turned to his friend. "I thought the fleet didn't leave for another few hours."
"Yeah well the commander is a hard ass and wants to complete the mission as soon as possible." He kidded. Finn chuckled at his joke.
"Well commander good luck out there. See you in four days." Finn outstretched his arms for a hug.
Poe hugged his friend, patting his back hard. "Go take a shower." He winced teasingly.
Finn grabbed a towel and made his way to his quarters. He got in the shower and let the warm water run down his toned body. Stormtroopers had rigorous discipline and training. He had been away from that for awhile, and four of those months he had been comatose. It was refreshing getting back into a physical training routine, especially on his own terms.
He then thought about that battle six months ago against Kylo Ren. When Finn awoke two months ago, the only thing that reminded him that what had happened wasn't a dream was the long jagged scar that ran down his back, and the absence of Rey. When he was told she was OK and had gone to train with the legendary Luke Skywalker, he had felt an overwhelming mix of emotions: Relief, guilt, pride, and astonishment. She was OK. He was not able to protect her. She had taken down Kylo Ren and saved him. The legendary Jedi master was real.
He needed to see her again. He had been so bored the last couple months. Things were slow moving. It was quiet between the Resistance and the First Order, and there wasn't a high demand for soldiers. In a lot of ways he was still considered "in recovery," even though it had been months since he had been injured. To be honest he was a bit bored and growing more and more restless. He was tired of sitting around and waiting. Waiting for Rey, waiting for the Resistance's next move, waiting to be recruited for a mission, and now waiting for Poe to get back too. Enough waiting. Finn quickly dried off and got dressed. He was going to see Rey.
