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More Junk

...A Magazinelet of...Thoughts & Things

Summary:            

Kylo Ren was supposed to go to Jakku to find  information on Luke’s whereabouts, but the Force-sensitive girl in the  slaver’s auction was too interesting to leave behind. Rey has only  ever known the life of a slave on Jakku, bought and sold from master to  master, but the mysterious and terrifying creature who now owns her is  like no master she’s ever had before.  

          Chapter 26: The Junk        (excerpt below)

Kylo quickly showered, hissing in pain from the heat on his wound, and yet enjoying the way the warmth soothed his aching muscles from yesterday’s training. They had practiced Soresu for another two hours before Cseenan had lunged at the droids with a wet snarl, slicing them in half and rendering them useless.

Kylo had almost gone after him with his saber. Almost. But he was determined to let the Barabel stew in his duel rejection, so with more mental control than he thought he’d ever have, Kylo had instead hissed for the Knights to practice using the Force to lift the now-destroyed droids up to the ceiling and down to the floor—without letting them touch either surface. One-hundred times.

He’s very sure that it was only by the strength of their anger that they were able to go as far with it as they did. Tomaxx got to fifty-seven before pushing too hard and slamming the droid to the ceiling, his body collapsing as it crashed to the floor.

Cseenan had almost dropped his right then and there, his want to check on Tomaxx almost too great to ignore, but had snapped his teeth and kept going all the way to seventy-nine before falling to his knees, eyes dazed and blood dripping from his nostrils.

“Absolutely worthless,” Kylo had spat, pacing stiffly, blood boiling, furiously ashamed of their weaknesses. He would not be so frail. (continue reading on AO3)

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