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Naw, I just-- wanted to try something? I wanted to see if I could pull off a normal person look. [ he tries to smooth down his hair, eyeing himself in the mirror by his bed. ] I dunno. Maybe I should just light it on fire and be done with it. I don't think it's... working.

[ but - whatever. he crawls out the window and settles in on the carpet, sitting crosslegged. he feels way more confident about flying around on one of these than he did the first time. ]

I like what you're wearing, though. It's very - clothes. They look very clothes-y on you.

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I mean, don't get me wrong, it's working. Have to admit that it's a little bit less overtly you, but it's still working.

[He laughs at the sort of compliment as they pull away from the window and start to climb into the sky.]

Any reason you're trying to look normal or is it just to make backflips look even better at ten thousand feet?

[ Odin is visibly relieved by the reassurance. phewwwwww poe doesn't think he looks dumb. ]

I mean, I'm always on the hunt to make the things I do look better. [ buuut. ] But no. Maybe? I don't know. I guess I just wanted your opinion on this kinda thing? You're my bro, after all. Or something. If you think I look okay then I'm happy.

Are we gonna do anything fun before we do all the sky-backflipping and boning down? Like hit the town or whatever.

You look good. Think you might like even better with a brightly coloured shirt, but trust me, you look good.

[They zipped over rooftops and Poe turned his head to look at him.]

Hey, I'm up for anything. We finally got Kay fixed and I feel like I'm suddenly a free man.

You hungry?

Oh! Wait, I can--

[ Odin holds his hands to his chest, and the small, golden circles that form around his wrist whenever he casts magic make an appearance. He holds his breath, and the shirt he's wearing under his suit is instantly dyed a bright, glittery red. He laughs, then, the magic around his hands dispersing as he folds his arms over his chest like a fuckin' 90s rapper. ]

Magic, motherfriender! [ He laughs for about ten full seconds before he trails off and clears his throat. That's enough. Gotta stop bein' so stupid all the time. ]

Um-- I'm glad everything's alright with Kay. [ he pauses. ] Okay with Kay, I mean. Okay. Get it? Like-- anyway.

I'm super hungry.

[Okay, that was genuinely cool, so Poe gives him a stupid grin.]

Great, me too. I discovered something called sushi the other day and there's an all you can eat place on the other side of town. Interested?

[ god, he's so cool. odin dusts his shoulders off. ]

Yeah, for sure! Hoshidan food is a rare delicacy, back home. [ he scooches into place a little more. ] Let's go. Let's go let's go let's go let's go let's go. Gods, you're so slow.

[Uh - was that a challenge?]

Then you'd better hold on.

[There is a about a three second pause before Poe leans forward and suddenly the carpet tears through the air like a thunderbolt, speeding over buildings then down through an alley way, whipping around corners fast enough to make Odin's ancestors feel dizzy.]

[ Odin's ancestors, are, indeed, super dizzy, and Odin himself is screaming, suddenly, clinging to the sides of the carpet for dear life. there is a second of deep regret over challenging poe here, but it's not long before he stops being terrified and starts having the time of his fucking life. ]

I-I--

I'm gonna throw up and I don't even care! I'm gonna throw up on so many dudes!

[Poe is just laughing, but the ride is suddenly over as they arrive at the sushi place - a cute, small shop that seemed pretty busy. At least Odin might be able to avoid throwing up. Poe hovered the carpet a couple feet off the ground, gestured for Odin to hop off, then hopped off himself. He looked very windswept, and the carpet had lost a few threads - but his hair was still perfect Eternal Sexy Bedhead.]

Alright, here we go. This look okay? I could eat a bantha at this rate.

[ Odin jumps off the carpet and staggers a little when he lands, but after taking in the shop he turns and beams at Poe, excited as FUCK. his, um-- his heart does skip a beat, a little, when he sees Poe's hair all roughed up like that, but he doesn't notice. ]

Oh, totally. I've eaten so much panther before.

[ a lie based on him hearing a word wrong. good. he turns back to the shop. ]

Can I pay for your food? All like gentlemanly and stuff. I think I'm not supposed to bring up money until the end of the date? But, you know. Conventions are for nerds.

[Odin gets an amused eyebrow raise as he rolls up the carpet, but as he doesn't know what a panther is, and is pretty sure they don't have bantha in Odin's universe, he lets that part slides and focuses on the 'date' part.]

Oh, is this a date now? [It came out more fond and teasing than it probably should have.]

Look, I'm not going to turn down free food. [There should be a but at the end of that sentence. But dates were fun and harmless and still not actually in Relationship territory, and Odin even dressed up, and the last thing he wants to think about in depth is the current epic mess of romantic feelings in his head - both from him, and from other people. So. Sure. A date. Why not.]

But if we go out for drinks after, they're on me.

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I just-- yeah? Wait, wait, I should-- wait! I wanna ask you out, like, properly. [ he straightens up his suit and points one finger at Poe, dramatic and sweeping. ] Poe Dameron. Wanna turn this into a date or whatever?

[ there's no weight behind this question, really, at least not from Odin's end. any fledgling romantic feelings he might be feeling towards Poe are still unknowable to him, so he just thinks he's being silly and theatrical. but this is going to be a memory he'll look back on and feel shitty about when he eventually realizes he's got a Thing, probably. ]

But yeah, course. I'm gonna get wasted if you're paying. You're gonna be so dang poor by the end of it.

[Poe just threw the carpet over his shoulder and watched Odin, openly amused. Later, he will think: this would have probably been the safest place to put an end to it, but at the moment he's mostly just thinking about how at least this means that he is probably going to get laid tonight.

He is only a man.]

Sure. Why not.

I'll just have to eat enough to make sure you're just as poor as me by the end of the night.

[Carpet still over his shoulder, he stepped up to the door of the restaurant and opened it for Odin with a sweeping bow to mimic the earlier finger pointing.]

[ Odin's happy in a way he doesn't really understand when Poe accepts his invitation, and he's smiling from ear to ear and feeling a little subdued when he heads into the restaurant. All the lights and the people inside distract him from his feelings, though, and he's forgotten about anything other than food by the time he's cheerfully slamming his hands on the counter at reception (scaring the poor waitress manning it) and asking for a table.

He and Poe are guided somewhere quiet by the back and Odin sits in his chair with a thud, opening up his menu and staring at everything like this is The Gravest Decision He'll Ever Have To Make Ever Ever Forever.

He pauses. ]

I could totally blow you under the table in secret and nobody would know. There's a tablecloth and everything. Or vice versa. I don't know what I'd be into? I've never given nor received a blowjob.

[ the waitress next to them clears her throat and leaves. he goes back to reading his menu. ]

Maybe something spicy. I want something spicy. I want it to melt my face.

[Poe just laughs, putting his face down into one of his hands, his shoulders shaking. He rubs his face, pulling up just in time to give the Waitress an apologetic look.]

Pretty sure she might notice. [Nodding his head after her as she walked away.] Since she heard your entire plan. We can save the blow jobs for later tonight.

[He only kind of vaguely looks at the menu - he's terrible with food, and usually just asks for whatever the waiter recommends, so mostly he's just watching Odin read.]

Spicy sounds great to me. It's all you can eat, so we can basically order one of everything.

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She... can... watch?

[ Odin stares at Poe for a solid ten seconds before getting distracted by the food. honestly, if Odin didn't have the attention span of a gnat, he would get himself into way more trouble than he already does. ]

I think it's really sweet and naive that you think I can afford getting one of everything, but I also think it's really sweet and naive of me to imply that we won't just run away if the bill's too high. Hmm. [ he scans through the menu, gets bored, puts it down and just rests his elbows on the table and stares at Poe again instead. ]

Wanna play two truths and a lie? Peter taught me how to play. It's pretty fun.

You know what all you can eat means, right? It means as long as it's on the buffet menu, it's all one price. So it's more if your stomach can handle it, rather than your wallet.

[He puts the menu down because he's more interested in this.]

Never played it, but sure. How's it work?

Wait, seriously?! [ HE HAD NO IDEA. ] Oh, man! I want us to die from this! I want us to literally die! I'm gonna eat until I choke to death or stuff myself so full of food that my entire internal system shuts down and you're left weeping over my broken corpse regretting your choice to bring me here!

[ -- but. okay. the game. he's still bouncing in his seat looking excited about his imminent fish death, but. the game. ]

So, okay. It's supposed to help you get to know someone better? You tell them three things about yourself, and two of them are real and one of them is a lie. The other person has to guess the lie. Like, okay, for me: Back home, I'm a prince that's fourth or fifth in line to the throne or something, I once singlehandedly defeated the Spirits that slept in the Woods of the Forlorn, and when I dress as a woman, I am completely indistinguishable even to those who know me. My disguise is flawless.

Ten points if you guess the lie.

[Poe grins at him, and then laughs.]

I think you'd be the one to regret it if you ate too much to engage in any physical activity later. [There's a teasing lilt to that.]

Alright. Well - I can see you being a prince. [It would explain the slightly ridiculous world view.] I have no idea what the spirits of the woods of forlorn are, but I've seen you literally create fire, so it's plausible. I'm going to go with the cross dressing option, because I think I could still tell it was you.

Oh, shit. I would regret that. [ he sounds very serious and grave. that would indeed be terrible. ]

But-- haha, nope! It was the Woods of the Forlorn one. [ he puffs out his chest, all proud. ] Even though I'm a prince, I'm actually also the servant to this one dude back home? And he used to kind of hate me, so he would make up quests that would send me far away and maaaaybe get me killed. One of them was like, "go exterminate the Spirits of the Woods of the Forlorn!", and when I went to the edge of the country like he commanded, it was just, like, an empty forest. So I spent the day running around pretending to fight invisible monsters and I had a really fun albeit super pointless time. My crossdressing skills are impeccable.

Your turn.

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Okay, that I have got to see.

[He waved over the waitress, ordered one of everything and a drink, waited until Odin ordered his, and then leaned back.]

Alright, let's see. I -- [There was a slight frown as he tried to grab hold of some memories but they wouldn't form. It was if they just slipped through his open fingers. He shook the feeling off.]

Alright, I was once grounded for running into a magic tree; I've been to 50 different planets; and I was forced to leave the Resistance fleet because--

[A look of confusion crossed his face.]

Uh- wait, I- no that makes no sense, why would I have left--

[ Odin laughs, at first, completely dedicated to this idea all of a sudden. Poe's not gonna know what hit him.

He realizes something's wrong before Poe does, though, the smile slipping from his face the second his date starts to look at a loss. He rests his arms on the table and stares at Poe with a kind of intense, nervous seriousness, feeling guilty for making... whatever this is happen, but ready to help in whatever way he can. ]

M-Memory stuff? Don't, um - don't panic. People are losing their memories a lot, right now, but they're-- they're coming back, I think. Are you okay?

[He looks more confused than upset, his brows furrowed as if he could recall it just by thinking about it, but it's like trying to catch a cloud with his hand. Grasping at nothing, and ending up cold and wet.]

... Yeah. Sorry. I'm fine. Just having a hard time -- [He shook his head. It didn't help, and then he frowned, looked blank for a second, and looked again at Odin.]

Sorry. What were we talking about?

I-I tried to play a dumb game with you so we could get to know each other better, but I shortsightedly failed to realize why that particular game might have been a bad idea given the circumstances? Sorry.

[ he looks guilty, but only a little. Mostly, he just looks concerned, looking deep into Poe's eyes like he's searching for... damage, or something. He seems okay? Odin's still worried, though. ]

Wanna talk about-- whatever that was? The stuff in your head. Maybe piecing it together out loud will help.

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