#martyrkiller

She was watching the dancing dots intently on her screen. Waiting for a text from him always made her heart flutter. She had not expected anything to come from joining a dating app and yet Fate had different plans for her. She was head over heels in love with a wonderful guy who lived miles away, but things were about to change if he said yes.

[nadia]: do you wanna move in with me? so once you're out you'll have a place and you know we can...meet?

@martyrkiller

kylo vc: this is how i know the light side isnt real.

Statements of such loyalty are far and in between for the general, he doesn’t spend time with idle chat, doesn’t speak of unnecessary things. No, Hux prefers to save his breath for important matters, for reports and schematic details. Footsteps fall in rhythm with Ren, just a single step behind him as they walk down the bridge. His Captains, his Lieutenants avoiding the eyes of their superiors. He disregards them to pay mind to Kylo, attempting to get a read on the man’s stability, on how much he can get away with pushing.

Kylo had described it as sad, his comment pertaining to his life, pertaining to what it’s become, a  servitude despite his desire to grow, to control. To rule. He deserved the title of Grand Marshal for nearly a year now, and yet like Snoke Kylo hung the title before his eyes, refusing to give him a further leg up in the ranks of (his) army. Without him the First Order would crumble. Ren knows it.

           Rey was relaxing for what seemed like the first time in eternity when a shadowy presence fell over the scenery. It was him. She gasped and scrambled to get up, now face to face with Kylo Ren. She grunted and pulled her blaster from it’s holster and fired, only to hear clicking. She gasped and pulled the trigger a few more times. nothing. Frustrated, she simply threw it aside, big browns staring right into his. She had no idea how he even found her.