AWAKEN

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SHE HEARD mumbling. Her eyes slowly opened. She was staring at the ceiling of a starfighter ship. She didn't know the ship. This wasn't her father's ship. She heard a familiar chirping sound.

"BB," Amara turns to look at the droid.

Amara was laying in a cot in this ship. She begins to sit up and noticed she was laying in this room alone. She looks at her left hand, there were bandages wrapped around it. Likely first aid brought with them from Ajan Kloss before they embarked on this quest. She felt some stinging from it, they must've applied something from the burn from her blaster exploding in her hand.

She sat up a little and looked at her belt, her saber was still there. Good. Although, her holster for her blaster remain despite the fact she no longer has a blaster. Amara pulls the holster off with her good hand. She hears sounds of voices outside of the room, it sounds like Poe and Finn. And from what Amara heard it didn't sound pretty.

"What is it you have to tell Rey that is so important you can't tell me?" Poe asks in an attempt of whispering.

Although it was no matter, Amara could hear her boyfriend. The pilot had a hint of jealously in his voice. Amara scooted her feet off the cot and rested them on the floor. Her eyes are drawn in the direction of Poe's voice.

"This isn't the time, Poe." Finn tries to hush his friend, "If you haven't noticed we're in the middle of-,"

Amara noticed the droid had rolled off. The BB unit had left the room and chirped at the two boys, and within a few seconds she was surrounded by Poe and Finn. Poe knelt down at her bedside, while Finn stood a little at bay. Amara watched the former trooper cross his arms on his chest as he looks at her.

Amara frowns.

"You okay?" Poe asks, "Does you hand hurt?"

Amara didn't like the look Finn was giving her but instead turned to look at Poe. She nodded her head at him.

"I'm okay," She answers.

"What was that?" Finn asks, "On Pasaana?"

Amara's eyes snapped up to Finn.

Poe glanced at his friend, but didn't argue against the question. It appears that Amara was not going to have Poe be on her side and not demand answers from the recently awaken young Force user.

Amara sighs and ran her not injured hand through her hair.

"How do I even explain it?" Amara asks, "It's uh- well, I didn't lose control, or rather I guess I did?"

Amara shakes her head in frustration.

Poe moves to sit next to her in the cot. Now, now he is being the one comforting her. Amara almost didn't want him to hold her after he didn't stop Finn from interrogating her the second she woke up.

Again Amara sighed.

"That- That was the second time I did something like that." She says, "The first time being Starkiller when Kylo Ren murdered my father."

Amara shakes her head. She pitches the bridge of her nose with her right hand.

Poe began to stroke her back as a form of comfort.

"It was like a switch was flipped and- and I lost it." Amara says.

"Is that what happened down there?" Finn asks, "We lost Chewie and a switch was flipped?"

Amara lifts her head up, "Maybe," She says, "But I don't appreciate being interrogated the second I wake up, Finn."

Poe held her hand, "No one is interrogating you, Amara. We're concerned after all."