subject alice : madness returns // accepting : :
@forcemetry : : ❝ memory is more often a curse than a blessing ❞
❝ ah, so they are. ❞ kylo ren didn't want cal's opinions, the sith wanted him to test his powers on the wild-eyed man strapped to the interrogation chair. the young man there, his face coated in dried blood and swollen skin. his sun-fire orange flightsuit was thick with grime from weeks as a guest in a first order cell.
❝ bisc kova. ❞ the young pilot flinched when he heard ren say his name.
it had been more than a month since the pilot had so dutifully arrived on the finalizer with a bold grit to his jaw and fear in his eyes. his young daughter had been taken by the order and he had come to bargain away the entire resistance for her safe return. the pilot swore under pain of death that he would give kylo ren all the information he desired.
but where was the fun in being told.
ren passed behind cal like a shadow and watched from over the younger sensitive's shoulder. ❝ remind our turncoat why he's here. ❞









