[ Several days pass, nearly a week, before anyone comes to fetch the pilot. Busy days, as he might have overheard when his meals are brought or he's checked up on to make sure he's not attempting anything foolish or suicidal. There was the little skirmish with the Hutt Cartel, yes, but soon after there was an attack on a Republic-aligned world, one that hadn't initially thrown in with the Resistance but seemed to be changing its mind now that the state of things was more dire. An attack that had been successful, mostly. Apart from the fact that a destroyer had been lost and a few of the planet's governing body, one of which was a former Republic senator, managed to escape. Rumor was they knew where the Resistance was currently hiding, or at least how to get in contact, hence why orders had been to capture rather than kill.
The two who come to get Poe might seem a bit fidgety or weary, less impassive than usual at the very least. A possible reason will become clear as they near the day's destination of the torture room he's been brought to before. Screaming can be heard from down the corridor. Not simply of pain but an almost panicked sound, like something is very, very wrong.
A sound that will cut off abruptly before they reach the door.
Inside, well, it's obvious that Kylo has been putting the room to use. The metallic scent of blood is very present, and so is the scent of death. There's someone bound to the interrogation chair, silent and twitching, and Kylo stands before them in a familiar pose, one hand outstretched as she digs through their mind. Only the glove on her hand is wet with blood, the other hand down at her side holding a long blade, and the expression on her face is one of intensity, her eyes burning bright from her power. She looks a little like she might have come to the room straight from battle — or that she's been 'working' in there for a fair bit of time.
At first she doesn't seem to notice the troopers that arrive with Poe, and they don't exactly seem keen on drawing her attention. But then her focus breaks and she looks over. Kylo doesn't say anything, just gestures with the knife in her hand to the open spot on the wall. There may or may not be blood there too. ]
thought we might be due for a different kind of evil >.>
The two who come to get Poe might seem a bit fidgety or weary, less impassive than usual at the very least. A possible reason will become clear as they near the day's destination of the torture room he's been brought to before. Screaming can be heard from down the corridor. Not simply of pain but an almost panicked sound, like something is very, very wrong.
A sound that will cut off abruptly before they reach the door.
Inside, well, it's obvious that Kylo has been putting the room to use. The metallic scent of blood is very present, and so is the scent of death. There's someone bound to the interrogation chair, silent and twitching, and Kylo stands before them in a familiar pose, one hand outstretched as she digs through their mind. Only the glove on her hand is wet with blood, the other hand down at her side holding a long blade, and the expression on her face is one of intensity, her eyes burning bright from her power. She looks a little like she might have come to the room straight from battle — or that she's been 'working' in there for a fair bit of time.
At first she doesn't seem to notice the troopers that arrive with Poe, and they don't exactly seem keen on drawing her attention. But then her focus breaks and she looks over. Kylo doesn't say anything, just gestures with the knife in her hand to the open spot on the wall. There may or may not be blood there too. ]