The White Death

The Leaders: ENFJ, ESFJ, ESTJ

The Mentors: INFJ, INFP, ISFJ

The Warriors: ISTP, ESTP, ISFP

The Strategists: INTJ, ENTJ, ISTJ, INTP

Kylo’s nose wrinkled however at the proclamation of “Knights of Ren”. Knights sounded more like something the Jedi would do and while they weren’t the Sith he was still trying to separate them from that idea. After all it was a new age and the other side of the coin had never exactly been able to eliminate the Jedi once and for all. Plus even Niva’s cheerfulness could only be so infectious.

“You’re an elite squad to take on missions as we see fit…”

“I like it. Catchy.” It was perhaps the first time Cas had ever seen fit to speak out against Kylo, but there was also a certain solidity in knowing that his position there was now secure. He still was afraid the Master could slice him in half but he was less likely to do so right at the moment.

“This is so thrilling!” Niva fits bumped the air and then wrapped her arm around Cas’s waits, pulling him against her. “Imagine all the places we got to see!” She gestured widely with her free hand and looked like she was seeing something marvelous. “All the adventures and action and cool fights and knowledge and power.” Niva was still smiling widely.

“Does she ever calm down?” She heard someone ask. Probably Nikos.