noxprivat07

[noxprivat07]

Star Wars FanFiction idea

Zorii Bliss x Poe Dameron

Streets of Kijimi

It was a late evening on kijimi. Every citizen was inside. Yet a loud sound of a group of people cheering was heard. It was obvious that people didnt wish to mess with the group, as no one neared them. Snow slowly dropped from the sky. The evening was cold.

A small blonde sneaked over the rooftops. She was probably around 5, maybe 6 years old. Her feet moved fast as she held another can of beer. She had broken into the shop that served alcohol. She managed to fit through ventilation shafts so she often was the one to steal things.

The small blonde landed on the floor and passed the boy that had just been thrown out on kijimi. The boy was new, but the girl didnt seem to bother. All lost kids ended up in the crew anyways.

The girl hopped inside through the broken window "I got more!" she cheered and filled the glasses from the jerrycan of beer she had tapped. The older men and the one other woman cheered happily.

"Dont worry ED" she spoke and patted a small droids head as she walked to take a seat on one of the old chairs in the warehouse. Taking a sip from the glass of beer she had. She found it to be a painkiller, a numbing of her sorrows. So she often drank along one or two glasses.

An 8 year old boy was sitting on one of the chairs in the warehouse. Calm and watchful. With his eyes, he watched every movement of the people around him. They laughed and talked, the alcohol in hand that the blonde girl had stolen. He moved a bit and took one of the cans. He raised his head when he noticed that one of the younger ones in the group was looking at him. Once everyone took a can, the girl took one herself and threw herself onto one of the chairs. Her eyes looked towards the new kid.

Staying here wasn't the best option, the crew got drunk quickly and started wrecking havoc in the town. Kids were no part of it. The boy frowned a little and stood up. Silently, he went out, in the shadows of the warehouse, where he sat down with his back at the wall and the beer in his hands. He took a sip and his gaze wandered across the dark rooftops of kijimi and he briefly remembered how he got here. „Hey" a voice spoke up. It was the young blonde „You are new, right?" she smiled warmly „I am Zoriana" she held out her hand „Welcome to the crew." He took her hand „Poe, and yes I am new.“ He looked around. „What is this here?“ „This is kijimi... You... Know right? Are you okay? You seem to have some trouble.“ „No. I'm alright. Who are these people?“ He asked and nodded in their direction. „They are spice smugglers. We all are spice smugglers.“