History has its eyes on you

A yell- no, a roar could be heard as Letho launched a table clear across the room.  While he didn’t have a lightsaber to trash the room quite as intimidatingly as Kylo Ren, his hands seemed to be impressive tools of destruction on their own.  

“ don’t stop ”

“ please don’t ”

“ don’t shoot ”

“ give it ”

“ shut up ”

“ damn it! ”

“ stop it! ”

“ you’re crazy ”

“ that’s insane ”

“ get out! ”

“ don’t leave ”

“ i’m tired ”

“ that’s bad ”

“ be honest ”

“ be careful ”

“ be nice ”

“ you’re wrong ”

“ go home ”

“ watch it ”

“ fuck me ”

“ kiss me ”

“ we can’t… ”

“ we shouldn’t… ”

“ you’re perfect ”

Chaos and Order - Two different sides of evil

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Ren nodded as best he could in response to the General’s words. Of course Snoke had called on Hux to retrieve him. His brows creased into a frown and he couldn’t help but let out a displeased groan at the thought. He felt horrible, and the fact he had, in fact, felt weakened by killing his father only seemed to increase his fears about why Snoke wanted him to be found. Perhaps he’d be killed in person. The light in him was stronger and he hated it.

“Thank you for confirming that, Hux,” he replied quietly. He kept his eyes locked with Hux’s, hoping his fear was well hidden despite his weakened state. “You were worried you wouldn’t find me? Now, now General, one would think you were sentimental over me. Honestly though, it takes a bit more than nearly bleeding out in the cold to take me out. I don’t think, once I’m with Snoke, I’ll be seeing another day past the first. I failed him far worse than you think…”

He let out a short sigh, eyes closing. The Knight was exhausted and letting his fears get the better of him at this point wasn’t going to help anything. He let one eye open just a bit when he could feel the other man’s eyes on him. The corner of his lip turned up in a faint smirk. “Do I really look that awful that you must stare, General?”

“Awful wouldn’t be my word of choice, Ren.”, he replied with a faint smile on his lips, not even thinking about turning his gaze away as he stared deep into the Knight’s eyes again, “and neither would I say sentimental. I’m well aware that it takes much more than bleeding out in the snow to kill you, but without my help you would have died in that giant explosion and I-“

He suddenly stopped speaking mid-sentence and fell silent for a while as a cold shiver ran down his spine. It felt like the weak echo of an emotion that wasn’t his own and though Kylo did his best to hide it in his weakened state, Hux knew that he was the source of it, that he was scared.

Hux tried to ignore the knight’s snippy remark, while he stared into his dark eyes with a piercing glance as if he wanted to scrutinize his soul. “I don’t see why I should answer a question, you seem to outright avoid yourself, Ren.”, he replied after a moment, rising one of his eyebrows as he added, “That’s not how a conversation works.“ Still he couldn’t keep his thoughts from wandering to his oddly disturbing dream again, to the dozens and dozens of faceless silhouettes that were staring at him regardless, taunting him with their silence, cursing and accusing him without any eyes. The General took a deep breath. “Usually I don’t dream at all.”

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     REN regretted it, but he attempted to pierce into the veil of HUX’s personal thoughts. He knew that privacy was important to people, and that their mind was supposed to be a sanctuary, but KYLO couldn’t help himself. When the thought of the dream came up, the KNIGHT immediately withdrew from the GENERAL’s mind. The visions presented made even him uncomfortable, and he regretted prying.

The Skywalker squad

“I wasn’t AWAKE when I was making the noise, you imbecile,” he growled lowly. KYLO wasn’t lying, either. He’d been unrestfully sleeping. His sleep interrupted by flashed memories of children screaming and begging BEN SOLO to spare them, these thoughts were interspersed with the last words of HAN SOLO and the sound of a WOOKIE howling in pain.