#thelovcless

    The sting of fabric being removed from broken flesh forced an instinctual hiss from his lips, his teeth gritting as she pulled back the sleeves of his tunic to reveal a myriad of cuts and bruises. In his already weakened state, the band of Mandalorian raiders taking advantage of his lapse in power (and lack of possession of a working lightsaber) to attack and come for the ancient Jedi and Sith relics he and Rey had worked so hard to acquire -- it was an easy feat, with Kylo Ren weakened by exposure to some sort of toxin on a previous mission, and with Rey out of their camp fetching some food stores and supplies in the wilds of Mandalore.

i tried t' turn yeh!!!!

In the beginning, Alice had only come here because she hadn’t wanted to go home. Fresh off work with only one real option; FP. She expected to find him on his couch sipping a beer, but instead she had ventured further into the house, down into the basement where she’d discovered something much more sinister. FP stood over some mans body, both of them were covered in blood but with the way FP moved, like the serpent he truly was, it was clear that the blood on him belonged to the dying man on the ground. That discovery excited her and she found herself edging closer to him.

His threat only edged her more. Always a fan of the darker side of life, Alice had a little bit of a bloodlust, and seeing FP stood there all covered in blood made her shiver, eyes alive with that wild playfulness. But something was darker this time. Even the sound of the groaning man hadn’t put her off.