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WHO: Poe Dameron and Finn
WHERE: Yellowstone, the Grand Canyon, Other Places
WHEN: Dec 26th until Jan 30th
WHAT: The boys are going for a road trip
WARNINGS: they are idiots, so. idiocy, misunderstanding, maybe some make outs, who knows. will update as required.

It was not your regular roadtrip.

For one, it didn't exactly involve roads. It involved a car, sure - a beaten up old thing that Poe had bought months ago, just for flying. There was no point breaking the bank for something fancy with a good engine when he didn't need the engine. All he'd done to it, since then, was give it a black matte paint job and a nice thick orange racing stripe.

He knew his tastes.

So though there was a car involved, and a shitty stereo system, the actually trip took place mainly in the air - Poe happy to be flying again, hands on the wheel even though they didn't need to be there. The car was on mostly to keep the heat on, because it wasn't a short trip. He could fly, sure, but he wasn't a jetliner. The flight from Nonah to Yellowstone Park would have normally taken four hours - for them, in Poe's beat up car, it was nearing on 11 since they'd left. Poe could feel the exhaustion setting in. In his X-wing, it wasn't a problem to take a nap while flying through hyperspace. The ship, especially with BB-8, would keep flying on regardless. Here, though, he needed to be awake to keep in the air.

But they were almost there.

At least, according to the unruly GPS system that Poe had asked his Comm to rig up for them, which belted out instructions every once in a while and complained about how they weren't following the roads as designated.

The stereo had broken the moment he'd put in the tape for his flight mix, which meant that it had been looping constantly for the last 11 hours, even though the volume had been adjusted up and down depending on the state of conversation, and whether or not Finn had passed out in the passenger seat for a nap.

At the moment, though, they were getting close enough that both of them were alert (despite Poe's exhaustion), and keeping an eye on the horizon. It was so late that it was early again, dawn drawing up over the horizon, the sky almost white, with pink bands of clouds below them.

"Okay, we should be able to see it, soon - I'm going to drop us down so that we don't overshoot it." He was already doing it as he said it, the nose of the car dipping, the drop not quite sharp enough to cause one's heart to go in one's throat, but it was fairly close. "I didn't actually reserve a campsite, so we might have to be a little - uh - inconspicuous during landing."

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"So much for being heroes."

It was dry- in tone as well as literally, Finn giving a rough cough from alternating between attempted singing and sitting in companionable silence for the past couple hours- and cracks open a canteen to drink from as Poe finds his landing spot.

"They don't shoot first here, right?"

"Look, pretty sure I have one of the most recognisable faces in this country, at the moment, so I am confident I can talk us out of any awkward situations." But he said it while flashing a grin, which may or may not have implied that maybe he would be open to people shooting at them.

He holds out a hand in a silent request for the canteen when Finn is done with it, as the car slowly threads its way through the scattered lower clouds.

"Besides, it's just a park, right? Long as we don't hurt anything, we'll be fine."

Finn gives Poe a glance, mentally listing things that could go wrong- Hux could hunt them down and burn the forest around them, for instance- but he can't help but let the thoughts go with a chuckle at Poe's confidence. The canteen is duly passed over and Finn just leans back to enjoy the view as they lower through the clouds and-

huh.

"Looks kinda...snowy."

Poe frowns, following Finn's line of sight.

"... Huh. It can't be too bad, though, right? This place is still populated, so it won't be like, Hoth. But there wasn't any snow in the pictures."

Seasons didn't make a lot of sense to a man from a jungle planet, or from a universe where every planet seemed to have a singular ecosystem.

"We'll just bundle up and make a fire. It'll be fine."

Seasons were horrible and confusing and he didn't know how people hadn't been driven mad by them on Earth. Probably why that hadn't gotten around to finding other planets yet. But, come on. They were two able soldiers. They can handle a little nature attack.

Finn nods, mostly, to himself, and clasps Poe's shoulder encouragingly. It's fine. They'll be fine.

"There's caves. It'll be great."

"Yeah. Exactly. That's what we'll do." He tilted his head toward his comm, which he'd rigged up so he could see the screen.

"Hey, buddy, can you give us directions to some caves, in the area? Preferably without people, or bears." There was a long pause as Poe listened intently, and then the gps directions changed.

"Great. Thanks, bud." Glancing back at Finn, he added. "Apparently there's a waterfall near by, so we'll have to be careful about ice."

Finn did perk up at that. Waterfall. In the snow. That was something new to see. Sure it was cold and they had nothing to really combat that aside from each other, but so what? He'd survived worse. In simulations. He'd made his whole squad survive those. And had gone through the theoreticals with his troops.

It'll be fun.

He leaned forward to watch the landscape they were flying by, an unconscious smile forming.

"It's amazing. We've stuck to the city too long."

He caught that smile out of the corner of his eye, an answering on forming on his lips even as he tried to shove it down.

Worth it, just for that smile. Just like the party had been worth it.

"Yeah, we should have done this ages ago. What's the point of there been a whole world out here and never seeing it?" He shifted in his seat, turning the wheel hard to the side as they began to bank downwards on their descent.

"Alright- we should be coming up to a cliff face, gonna try to find a decent place to land-- is something moving down there, or am I crazy?"

"Moving?"

He finally gave in and rolled down the window to stick his face all the way out-

And cold. Force it was cold. And the snow light and almost sand like, Finn able to see it hissing along the ground below. He gave a startled cough from the sudden change in air temperature, but stuck it out. They'd be in it soon enough anyway.

And there was definitely something moving. And circling, above that moving thing.

"There's...birds. Following it. Black birds."

"Well that's not ominous at all," Poe said wryly. "Okay, keep your eyes on it- I spotted a clearing so I'm going to take us down, and we can investigate from there."

There were plenty of trees but it wasn't thickly wooded - a lot of grass land. The snow, thankfully, was windblown and not too thick everywhere - some places you could see the grass still, others covered by a dune of snow. The landing was a little bumpy, but was also straight down.

He grabbed his comm and shoved it into his pocket.

"Okay, caves should be about 400 feet or so on our left."

He had a backpack. One that suddenly felt a little too light, but the lightsaber was still heavy in his pocket. They'd be fine. He just needed to get the shivering done, and a good hike after setting up camp should help.

It was impossible, anyway, to focus on something like 'cold' as they started walking. No people, no buildings, just trees, grass, and the cawing sound of those black birds in the distance.

"Lead the way, commander."

It was fucking cold. Even with the scarf that Odin had gave him wrapped tightly around his throat, the sweater he's bought himself (rebel orange), his leather jacket and a pair of leather gloves, it was cold. He had completely underestimated the weather. He just marched forward, though, leading Finn on - the air only getting colder as the frozen mist of the waterfall began to build in it, the deep rumbling becoming louder as they approached.

They hit the river, first, then followed it up to the cliff face, where - indeed - was the waterfall, and off to the side several deep inclinations in the rock. Looks like the whole thing was littered with caves.

"Alright, let's grab the one that looks easiest to heat."

Finn couldn't agree more. While some small part of him wanted one near the waterfall, just to hear it, he wasn't going to go out of his way to get more damp. He started slowly marching along the edge of the cliff face, peaking into caves. Then freezing at the opening to one.

His voice was barely above a whisper.

"Occupied."

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