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WHO: Poe, Finn, and K2-SO
WHERE: Nonah #005
WHEN:Sunday afternoon
WHAT: Poe wants to play the hottest new dating sim and also wants his friends to meet eachother
WARNINGS: panicking and fainting will likely ensue

Poe was very happy that Finn was here. He had been happy since he arrived, even though the disappearance of Cassian had somewhat dimmed the celebrations he would have otherwise had. Introducing his Newly Arrived best friend when someone else had been pulled out at the same time had felt, well, not really kind on any level, so his enthusiasm at having Finn here now was limited to friendly bickering with Finn himself about whether or not one should get into fights with Imperials (Finn 1, Poe 0) and whether or not house roombas were really supposed to be aware enough to petulantly refuse to do their work (it was a draw).

K2-SO had somehow become one of his closest friends since he arrived, though perhaps that was not that surprising. He'd always been happily at home talking to droids, and K2's quirkiness mostly reminded him of BB-8, even if it was in a different vein. Poe was used to having his squad to rely on and be there, so living by himself surrounded by strangers and looming heroes and legends of his past had been a bit lonely. Sure, he had managed to distract himself by picking fights with Hux and trying to deal with clones and zombies and random fires, but it wasn't the same. He may fly solo often, but it was always to come back to his crew.

So K2-SO, whether he liked it or not, had been adopted into Poe's "surrogate crew", and he was determined to introduce him to Finn. Kaytoo had mentioned that he had a copy of 'HEART KAPOW WOW', and after hearing all the hubbub about it, Poe was excited to give it a try. What better way to introduce his friends than a sunday afternoon full of raucous laughter over murderous endings of failed romances? Sounded awesome to him.

So he had made sure to set up the living room as best he could for the three-way bro date that he had managed to wrangle. Sure, they didn't have a couch yet, but he brought out every pillow in the house for them to sit on, lots of popcorn (for him and for Finn) and paper to fold into planes to throw at the screen when they disagreed. By talking to his comm and the tv, he had managed to set it up so that they would be able to play it on the big screen just through their comms, which was really helpful. He would have given his comm a high-five, but, well, phones weren't good at the whole 'having hands' thing.

Once he was all set up he put his hands on his hips and surveyed his transformed bro den with a grin. Perfect. Now he just had to wait for them to arrive.

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There were pillows all over the floor. Finn pauses in the front door for a moment, wondering if this was some new roomba plot, if Poe had told it Finn had suggested a memory wipe. Since the cats had been taken away the thing had had way too much free time...

But no, there was Poe in the middle of the room, looking overly pleased with himself. Not that that was an uncommon, or even a bad, look on the man. But it was a nice 'no danger' signal, and meant Finn could finally fully enter and kick off his shoes to make his way over to the pilot.

"Nice set up."

"Thanks," Poe said, proudly, standing over his creation. The roomba was not currently in sight - Poe had told it that it could hang out in his bedroom. It had mentioned something about a 'manifesto', but Poe wasn't worried.

"You have to try this stuff," He said, grabbing a bowl of popcorn and bringing it over. "This whole planet is full of weird food. This one is a bunch of seeds that they put in a bag and throw it into a fire and then they all explode into deliciousness."

Kay didn't knock, but that's because still at least a little rude. He strided into the living room, but stopped when he saw the massive pile of pillows in the middle of the floor.

"Is this supposed to be a couch?" Because it's just a pile of pillows on the floor. Probably for his human friend, because it's not like he experiences comfort versus discomfort when sitting on the floor or pillows. Still, there's the human he hadn't met before, also lounging in this odd... collection. If this is Poe's friend, then he should maybe at least try and be nice, despite having just walked into the room with the first thing he said being a criticism.

"Hello. I am K-2SO." Although the way he had been pronouncing his designation lately... It's been sounding more like a name. Kaytu Esso.

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Finn had a mouth full of popcorn when the droid just strolled right into the place like it owned it. And given the droid had an Imperial mark on it, chances were that was how it viewed the house and anything else on the planet. Or galaxy. His sharp intake of breath did not mix well with all that popcorn, but he was a trained soldier. Even coughing and eyes watering, he made his way to his feet, ready to run, by the time the droid...

Made introductions?

"That's kaytu?"

Sorry for this rude ex-trooper, K. He's currently popcorn-spit yelling at Poe instead of giving his name back. Terrible manners, that's what the Empire and related causes had.

"No, it's supposed to be a bunch of pillows since they're more comfortable than the couch." He said it while still laughing, stepping over to Finn and giving him a good hard couple pats on the back, hopefully to keep him from choking.

"You alright there, Buddy? Kaytoo, this is Finn. Finn, Kaytoo."

"I thought you would have told him already," Kay said to Poe, entering into the room further, although keeping a certain distance from Finn. Not because he was worried- the other was not armed and surprised, so not capable of immediate threatening action there, but for the sake of not spooking him further away.

Instead he nudged one of the outer most pillows with his foot as a harmless gesture.

"I'm reprogrammed. Does that make you feel better?"

Reprogrammed. Force, that was Poe's brand of droid, wasn't it? Cheering the roomba into rebellion, now a repurposed Imperial Droid.

That Poe is helping him now choke to death gives him a moment before replying, chugging some water to wash down the popcorn buying another. But, no. The response is still the same.

"Reprogrammed for how long?"

"Finn, Relax. Kaytoo was part of Rogue One. Fought on Scarif. Helped bring down the Death Star. He's one of the good guys, trust me."

He gave Finn another good pat. "And he's probably the best friend I've met here, so I'll vouch for him."

This wasn't new. The fear, the accusations. Kay has had to prove himself, time and time again, on different planets, to different people. It wasn't fun, and it really didn't endear him to anyone who made him do it, but he's done it enough that it was all very old hat at this point.

Kay drawls out in a tone that's very unfitting of an Imperial droid- "Six years and two hundred fifty-five days, galactic standard time. And yes, as Poe Dameron has said, I was 'one of the good guys' before you were even born." And then, with a little less patience, "would you also like me to run through the list of successful missions I've participated in for the Alliance to Restore the Republic? Or the names of Alliance officers?"

But then a pause, his photoreceptors shifted over to look at Poe.

"Did you just say I'm your best friend you've met here?"

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