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Like, completely unsurprisingly, Poe’s section starts off with a detailed description of his mother’s A-wing, which he learned to fly in: “It was a good, tight little fighter, much repaired and marked with scars from its years of service…It was more like an armed cockpit with engines stuck to its back than a more traditional fighter, hyperresponsive and overpowered and meant to be flown solo, without copilot or astromech support.”
Shara Bey got to keep it as part of her compensation when she mustered out of the Rebellion (6 months after the Battle of Endor, apparently); she kept flying it, for “civilian defense” purposes, and, probably, just for fun.
Also, she’d take Poe up there sometimes: “He would stare up through the canopy and lose track of the stars and feel the freedom and the potential, that he could go anywhere, that he could do anything. That was when he knew that whatever else he would be, he would be a pilot.”
Shara Bey didn’t like to talk about her service: “It was enough, she told Poe, that she had done her duty, that she had answered when called. That she had was more important, she said, than what she had done. “People were hurting,” his mother told him. “People were suffering. Your father and I couldn’t sit and do nothing.”’ [WEEPING. WEEPING.]
Poe’s dad, Kes, talks more about his time in the war but mostly just about how amazing other people were (including how Han Solo “was the best shot he’d ever seen with a blaster”).
Kes in re: the Battle of Endor: “I thought we were done, I thought we had lost, and I mean everything. The war, everything. I looked up, past trees taller than these, into this perfect blue sky. You could just barely see the Death Star in the daytime. I knew what was happening up there, the battle they were fighting…And I thought that your mother was looking down on me, right then. In the middle of whatever she was doing, whatever fight she was fighting, it was like I could feel her eyes on me. I could feel how much she loved me, and how much she loved you.”
Shara Bey dies when Poe’s eight, and we don’t find out how, but it obviously hits him and his dad pretty hard: “They’d worked in silence, much as they had passed many of the days since Poe’s mother had died, united in their shared grief.”
Poe asks his dad if he was ever scared, and his dad’s like no, sometimes I was worried, but really, I’m more scared now (“That it was all for nothing.”)
Poe joins up with the New Republic’s Navy & commands a squadron of T-85 Incom-FreiTek X-wings; mostly they seem to do patrols for the purpose of protecting trade ships from pirates. They end up answering a distress call and SHIT GOES DOWN (spoiler alert: it’s not pirates) and eventually Poe gets swept into the Resistance FOR REASONS (which I won’t spoil).
In re: being part of the Resistance: “It was, strangely, like coming home, as if this was the place Poe had been meant to be all along.“
There are at least two hints that Poe is a shitty liar: one is his squadron mates basically saying so, and the other is the fact that BB-8 is regularly totally unconvinced when Poe’s like “no buddy everything’s fine I promise”
Poe is literally ALWAYS thinking of his parents: what his mother would think of this, how his father was worried about that. How his mom taught him to fly and how his dad taught him to be thorough, like, his “if you’re going to do something DO IT RIGHT” work ethic is 100% down to his dad:
“He’d seen his mother doing the same thing, he remembered. Long after she’d given up the flight stick, her A-wing parked between the storage units on the ranch, she’d still walk around that fighter, occasionally touching the ship here or there, as if to reassure it, or to reassure herself. Remembering what she had done to stop the Empire, maybe. Remembering what she had been willing to sacrifice.”
“I remember how my parents spoke about life under the Empire, General. The fear, they said it was like a cloud everywhere you went, that it was so thick you could… you could breathe it. They used to say, until the Rebellion… they said you could see hopelessness in the eyes of everyone you met.”
Like in general, Poe seems VERY AWARE of stakes of the Resistance and how important it is to defeat the First Order, like, big picture stuff: “Poe wondered sometimes how many beings had chosen not to have children while Palpatine lived, how many had thought bringing a child into the Emperor’s galaxy would be not a blessing but a curse.”
Poe seriously is ready to throw down to protect his surrogate space mom: “That air of sadness had descended on her once more. His father had carried a similar melancholy after his mother had passed; Poe would see it descend on him like a shadow, settle over his shoulders like a blanket made of warmth and memory and longing and loss. Leia wore something made of the same material, and not for the first time Poe wondered how she had come by it and, perhaps more importantly, who had given it to her.”
Poe thinks in animal metaphors a lot:
“It was a sound of shock, as if BB-8 had turned a corner expecting to find an empty room and had, instead, run into a rancor den.“
“Poe remembered watching flocks of whisper birds, the way they would bank and swoop in silent unison over the jungle on Yavin 4.”
“They’d been overzealous coming after him, smelling blood in the water, eager to feast on the lone X-wing.“
(Also, it’s not actually in Poe’s section but we do get a mention of the fact that X-wings come equipped with emergency shelters that can fit two people, though they do get pretty warm and “kinda cozy”. JUST PUTTING THAT OUT THERE.)
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Like, completely unsurprisingly, Poe’s section starts off with a detailed description of his mother’s A-wing, which he learned to fly in: “It was a good, tight little fighter, much repaired and marked with scars from its years of service…It was more like an armed cockpit with engines stuck to its back than a more traditional fighter, hyperresponsive and overpowered and meant to be flown solo, without copilot or astromech support.”
Shara Bey got to keep it as part of her compensation when she mustered out of the Rebellion (6 months after the Battle of Endor, apparently); she kept flying it, for “civilian defense” purposes, and, probably, just for fun.
Also, she’d take Poe up there sometimes: “He would stare up through the canopy and lose track of the stars and feel the freedom and the potential, that he could go anywhere, that he could do anything. That was when he knew that whatever else he would be, he would be a pilot.”
Shara Bey didn’t like to talk about her service: “It was enough, she told Poe, that she had done her duty, that she had answered when called. That she had was more important, she said, than what she had done. “People were hurting,” his mother told him. “People were suffering. Your father and I couldn’t sit and do nothing.”’ [WEEPING. WEEPING.]
Poe’s dad, Kes, talks more about his time in the war but mostly just about how amazing other people were (including how Han Solo “was the best shot he’d ever seen with a blaster”).
Kes in re: the Battle of Endor: “I thought we were done, I thought we had lost, and I mean everything. The war, everything. I looked up, past trees taller than these, into this perfect blue sky. You could just barely see the Death Star in the daytime. I knew what was happening up there, the battle they were fighting…And I thought that your mother was looking down on me, right then. In the middle of whatever she was doing, whatever fight she was fighting, it was like I could feel her eyes on me. I could feel how much she loved me, and how much she loved you.”
Shara Bey dies when Poe’s eight, and we don’t find out how, but it obviously hits him and his dad pretty hard: “They’d worked in silence, much as they had passed many of the days since Poe’s mother had died, united in their shared grief.”
Poe asks his dad if he was ever scared, and his dad’s like no, sometimes I was worried, but really, I’m more scared now (“That it was all for nothing.”)
Poe joins up with the New Republic’s Navy & commands a squadron of T-85 Incom-FreiTek X-wings; mostly they seem to do patrols for the purpose of protecting trade ships from pirates. They end up answering a distress call and SHIT GOES DOWN (spoiler alert: it’s not pirates) and eventually Poe gets swept into the Resistance FOR REASONS (which I won’t spoil).
In re: being part of the Resistance: “It was, strangely, like coming home, as if this was the place Poe had been meant to be all along.“
There are at least two hints that Poe is a shitty liar: one is his squadron mates basically saying so, and the other is the fact that BB-8 is regularly totally unconvinced when Poe’s like “no buddy everything’s fine I promise”
Poe is literally ALWAYS thinking of his parents: what his mother would think of this, how his father was worried about that. How his mom taught him to fly and how his dad taught him to be thorough, like, his “if you’re going to do something DO IT RIGHT” work ethic is 100% down to his dad:
“He’d seen his mother doing the same thing, he remembered. Long after she’d given up the flight stick, her A-wing parked between the storage units on the ranch, she’d still walk around that fighter, occasionally touching the ship here or there, as if to reassure it, or to reassure herself. Remembering what she had done to stop the Empire, maybe. Remembering what she had been willing to sacrifice.”
“I remember how my parents spoke about life under the Empire, General. The fear, they said it was like a cloud everywhere you went, that it was so thick you could… you could breathe it. They used to say, until the Rebellion… they said you could see hopelessness in the eyes of everyone you met.”
Like in general, Poe seems VERY AWARE of stakes of the Resistance and how important it is to defeat the First Order, like, big picture stuff: “Poe wondered sometimes how many beings had chosen not to have children while Palpatine lived, how many had thought bringing a child into the Emperor’s galaxy would be not a blessing but a curse.”
Poe seriously is ready to throw down to protect his surrogate space mom: “That air of sadness had descended on her once more. His father had carried a similar melancholy after his mother had passed; Poe would see it descend on him like a shadow, settle over his shoulders like a blanket made of warmth and memory and longing and loss. Leia wore something made of the same material, and not for the first time Poe wondered how she had come by it and, perhaps more importantly, who had given it to her.”
Poe thinks in animal metaphors a lot:
“It was a sound of shock, as if BB-8 had turned a corner expecting to find an empty room and had, instead, run into a rancor den.“
“Poe remembered watching flocks of whisper birds, the way they would bank and swoop in silent unison over the jungle on Yavin 4.”
“They’d been overzealous coming after him, smelling blood in the water, eager to feast on the lone X-wing.“
(Also, it’s not actually in Poe’s section but we do get a mention of the fact that X-wings come equipped with emergency shelters that can fit two people, though they do get pretty warm and “kinda cozy”. JUST PUTTING THAT OUT THERE.)
