On the contrary, he behaved just as he was supposed to. [ A small pleased smile curves her lips as she replies. Smug, really. The puppet master happy her puppet obeyed the pulling of his strings.
As the door to the shuttle closes the troopers move to sit him across from her but Kylo clicks her tongue and gives a slight shake of her head. ]
Come, sit beside me. [ The Force backs her words as she speaks to Poe, turning what might be a simple request from someone else into a command, a compulsion to obey. Her eyes follow him, that smug smile lingering on her lips. It's not difficult at all for Kylo to picture him doing anything she tells him to, and it's just one of many things she's looking forward to. The obedience will be enjoyable but almost more so will be the fight. Watching him struggle against himself, against what her power bids him to do.
It could be such delicious torment; looking in someone's eyes to see how much they absolutely didn't want to do something even as the rest of their body betrayed their free will. Kylo knew it to be so because, truthfully? She'd felt a taste of it herself, years ago when her power wasn't half as refined or as powerful as it is now. Brianna had experienced it and it made her sick, and, as with so many things, Kylo took that pain and inflicted it upon others in a twisted sort of vengeance.
Setting aside what she was reading, Kylo turns slightly toward Poe and a gloved hand comes up to rest against the side of his face. Her thumb brushes across his lip, catching the slight bit of blood before she takes her hand away. ]
You should get used to the pain, Dameron. It's going to be a constant friend of yours. [ She doesn't even glance away from him as she licks the smear of blood off her thumb. ] Oh, and I really should thank you for having that droid with you. It's so loaded with information I almost won't need to go digging in your mind again. [ She still would, of course. It just might not be information on the Resistance that she'll be after. ]
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As the door to the shuttle closes the troopers move to sit him across from her but Kylo clicks her tongue and gives a slight shake of her head. ]
Come, sit beside me. [ The Force backs her words as she speaks to Poe, turning what might be a simple request from someone else into a command, a compulsion to obey. Her eyes follow him, that smug smile lingering on her lips. It's not difficult at all for Kylo to picture him doing anything she tells him to, and it's just one of many things she's looking forward to. The obedience will be enjoyable but almost more so will be the fight. Watching him struggle against himself, against what her power bids him to do.
It could be such delicious torment; looking in someone's eyes to see how much they absolutely didn't want to do something even as the rest of their body betrayed their free will. Kylo knew it to be so because, truthfully? She'd felt a taste of it herself, years ago when her power wasn't half as refined or as powerful as it is now. Brianna had experienced it and it made her sick, and, as with so many things, Kylo took that pain and inflicted it upon others in a twisted sort of vengeance.
Setting aside what she was reading, Kylo turns slightly toward Poe and a gloved hand comes up to rest against the side of his face. Her thumb brushes across his lip, catching the slight bit of blood before she takes her hand away. ]
You should get used to the pain, Dameron. It's going to be a constant friend of yours. [ She doesn't even glance away from him as she licks the smear of blood off her thumb. ] Oh, and I really should thank you for having that droid with you. It's so loaded with information I almost won't need to go digging in your mind again. [ She still would, of course. It just might not be information on the Resistance that she'll be after. ]