#kylo1

The past few years had been a, pain, to say the least with this child in charge of the knights. He was only a few years younger but the way he acted, so impulsively reminded her of a young child, no control over emotions. He was powerful with the force, and a favorite of Snoke’s apparently before he had died, but now he was Supreme Leader of the First Order? They shouldn’t have been in the First Order in the first place, the Knights of Ren had been on their own for so long. And Snoke had just gifted them to little Solo, as if they were just some prize. It disgusted Lor, but she had sworn to follow the master of the Knights of Ren. Since they had joined the First Order she felt useless, to say the least. 

As she walked the streets with Kylo, she glanced at him through her helmet, clutching the staff of her electro sword tightly, not enjoying the vast swaths of people on this planet, though it was a good way to blend in, no one noticed anyone and if they did they wouldn’t care. One of the few reassurances Lor felt about being in crowded places, there was much more privacy. “How are there no Resistance members you’ve tracked down so far? Can’t you tell where that wannabe jedi is? I thought Snoke said you have a connection with her or something.” Lor felt like connection wasn’t the right word. A crush, perhaps? Something more pitiful. “The longer we wait the more they’re able to bring people to support their worthless cause.”