#generallyscheming

Anger filters through veins like fire in a tube. He cannot stop it from taking over and despite the simple fact that Ben Solo was still awake instead of lost to slumber like the last time Kylo had been in control, It was Kylo Ren that walked these halls. That carried their feet forward. That let the anger course through him like a raging sea in a storm that never quilled it's rage. Kylo had the reins and Ben had to simply sit back and allow it. He was not allowed to make the decisions and despite the sick and twisted smirk Kylo has hidden under the helmet that hides his features, Ben is in agreement with what Kylo has floating in his head. They were going to make the others pay for what had happened with Padme. One by one they would suffer at his hands but Aiya would be last. Kylo would make sure of that. They would be last and longest. There would be no mercy for someone in their former ranks or in their apprenticeship of a relation. Kylo would not show that the same way he had done to Rey when he offered his hand for them. This was different and Kylo would make sure that all of their blood was on his hands and he would make it public. The galaxy had a right to now who tortured Padme but that their enemy was no longer him unless he chose that path again.

Upon seeing Hux standing there at the controls, Kylo's chin tilted upward, the smirk growing ever so slightly in a more sinister twist under his helmet. It wasn't hard to make those few that stood at their post still leave them, the room simply becoming theirs and theirs alone. And Kylo had debated breaking the silence with words but instead, he simply raised his right gloved hand, fingers curling slightly as the Force bends to his will, cutting the air slightly to Hux's lungs before he tosses the other carelessly against the furthest wall before making his way slowly toward Hux, hand dropping to his side. "I must admit," He begins, hands rising to press the button under his helmet, the air releasing in a hiss before the mouth lifts up, and Kylo shifts, lifting and removing the helmet with ease, setting it upon the top of a panel before continuing his walk to Hux. "I have been waiting to do that for quite a long time." His voice is even, but the sinister smirk was still planted firmly upon his features. "Now then." Another raise of his gloved right hand and he lifts Hux from the ground, pinning him to the wall. "Shall I torture you or give you a chance to speak?"

it was true that there were genuinely good people out there, people who wanted nothing more than to help without other intentions, but as far as iden was concerned... they were few and far between. she met most people with a unhealthy degree of skepticism. it was hard not to. there’d been a bounty on her head for a while and even if that threat died down with the empire dying around her, iden wasn’t about to screw herself over. or del, for that matter. trust was a luxury she simply could not afford.

“senator amidala was easier than anticipated to capture,” aiya mused, a smug expression resting on the curve of his lips as he peered at the feed provided by one of the cameras stationed in the room where she was being held. unconscious for now, though unlikely to be for much longer as she was weaned off of the anesthetic drugs that she had been administered. seventh sister had certainly proved herself to be an effective ally, just as they had hoped. not as powerful as kylo, but with great potential. 

at least the kylo ren problem would soon be solved with amidala’s capture. he would break, one way or another. if it all worked out as planned, it would be in their favor. if not, then he would die. there was no option in which aiya would fail.

Thee were few people that Del remembers from his time in the Empire and that was simply because of the rift. The fact that so many new faces had shown up, old and new, Del couldn't keep up with them all but he did make a note of all those that seemed to be rather important. General Hux happened to be one of them. A redhead with a temper and the thought made Del want to laugh at the thought, simply because it just seemed so typical. Of course the redhead with a temper was a general and of course it was Del's luck to run into the other when he just wanted a drink. He just wanted to relax. To take time and let everything that had happen settle in his mind. Things with Iden, Hask being alive again. This new entity of an enemy that no one seemed to have any answers about. "General." He starts, gaze never leaving him. "I do not wish for trouble. Instead, I'd much prefer a truce and a drink."