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WISH LIST

★ my dark au kink:
+ being captured by the first order and subjected to reconditioning
+ trying to turn him back with the power of gay love and friendship (and possibly failing)
+ he was always a first order tie fighter pilot instead of winter soldiered
+ poe and finn first order murder squad (dynamics if they were both stormtroopers? running away together?)
+ ^ part b: the fam that gets captured and reconditioned together… stays…together…
+ Interesting Dynamics with kylo and hux from dark aus

★ finn stuff
+ what will they do after the war? romantic vacations? homesteading? sending finn's spit to space 23andme?
+ infinite escape reimagining/aus, stormpilot escape room reigning champions

★ rey stuff
+ relationship of convenience because they're both In Denial
+ sith princess rey aus where he tries to save her and/or she turns him

★ kylo stuff
+ infinite interrogating/torture room reimagining/aus
+ ^ part b: stockholm syndrome?
+ We Need to Talk about Leia

★ general
+ honestly anything regarding leia (esp processing grief post-tros)
+ talking about his sketchy spice runner past (possibly playing things taking place during that time in his life?)
+ ^ same for things taking place during academy/new republic tbh
+ i love aus. modern aus, vampire aus, a/b/o aus, let's au the entire world
+ i prefer m/m for poe but am good with most ships

kinks if ya nasty

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[ he still doesn't feel like any of this is real. kylo's reaction to leia being alive — she was happy? and then the turning towards the door. abruptly forgetting him. leaving him discarded. instead of feeling any kind of relief about getting a longer reprieve from torture than anticipated, it made him tense. worried. concerned for leia. ]

Why do you care?

[ he tries to put some anger behind it, but he's truly, sincerely curious.

his next instinct is to follow up his question with something else, to say that leia would live through whatever they tried to do to her next, because she had the force and was therefore invincible. but he couldn't even invite the possibility of something happening to her into the conversation, like saying the words might will it into reality. ]

Why wouldn't I care?

[ She snaps, turning back to look at him. As if the answer should be obvious.

And then there's a second wave of realization, sharply bitter.

Perhaps it's not obvious because Leia didn't tell anyone what happened to her daughter. That made sense, didn't it? Surely the truth would be embarrassing and shameful to the driving force behind the Resistance. Distantly, Kylo recalls Han saying they wanted her back. But it wasn't as if her father was known for being the most truthful. It didn't matter that she hadn't felt lies then as doubt was present in her mind now. ]

It doesn't matter.

[ Kylo has to force the lie out, her throat tight as all that relief starts shifting to hurt.

The door to the room opens as the other Knight returns and she feels a pang of dread. It was done, then. The fleet was in motion and it would be pointless to stop what she put in motion before she knew all the facts. Not that it made that big a difference, the rest of the Resistance could die for all she cared -- maybe not Rey? she was undecided on that count -- but her mother... perhaps she could put a capture-only order out? No, Hux would see through that. 'Accidentally' make sure something happened to Leia.

She would have to leave it to fate. ]

[ he doesn't have to be force sensitive to be aware that it clearly DOES matter, in some way or another. it was a balancing game — weighing how much he wanted to know, while knowing if he pried too hard, it could end very very poorly for him.

his dark interpretation of "it doesn't matter" is that it doesn't matter because the first order is going to track down the resistance and massacre them all. he bites at the inside of his cheek to try to keep all his emotions in, even though he'd already broken and spilled most of his emotions on the floor at this point. ]

You care. You care about General Organa for some reason.

[ there was a moment of hesitation, but now he's going full-tilt. if he's not coming out of this alive (always jumping to the worst case scenario), at least he can go down having made an effort to save his cause. ]

You could stop it if you wanted. You're Kylo Ren, you could do anything you want. And you're just letting this happen.

[ The words are barely out before her nearest arm raises, fingers already curled slightly as she reaches out through the Force to choke him. It's a knee-jerk reaction to the provocation. She doesn't even look at him as she does it, her gaze again on the door as she internally debates.

He's not wrong. She could do anything, but everything had repercussions. Blindly acting on emotion here would likely cause more friction with internal politics (which wasn't remotely her strong suit to begin with). If Hux had any suspicions about her not being entirely devoted to the First Order, her demanding the attack be stopped would only give him further proof. It would be better for Kylo to do nothing.

But Brianna wouldn't just stand by and let it happen again.

It's only a few moments before she releases the choke hold and her arm drops as she looks back at Poe. The irritating pilot who had done so much damage to the fleet, who deserved a painful death for being one of the loudest rebels. And who, apparently, cared for Leia like the dutiful child she should have had.

Kylo's hands curl at her sides at the momentary spike of jealousy she feels but she doesn't try to cling to it. Now wasn't the time.

She turns and walks over to her Knights, addressing one and then the other. ] Take him to a holding cell. I want him constantly monitored. [ Her voice lowers as she turns to the other Knight. ] Retrieve the logs for this and deliver them to my quarters. Erase any copies.

[ And with that she strides out of the interrogation room, working on restoring her composure on her way to the bridge for a status update. If it wasn't too late perhaps she could at least delay the attack. ]

[ one minute he's mouthing off, the next he's gasping for air, unable to anything about it (i.e., clutch at the air like hux, i guess) because of his restraints. a buzzing sound rings in his ears. his vision blurs. for a second he's like "oh, i guess this is how i'm going to die." just sort of accepts it.

the fact that she's not even looking at him while she does it is salt in the wound. he means that little.

but then it's over. he can breathe again, and does so in huge gasps of air. well, he took a chance and lost on that one. and sure, maybe he almost died, but he couldn't say that he regretted it.

maybe it's because he's not looking forward to reliving this particular traumatic memory and would rather get dying over with now, maybe it's his love of having the last word, maybe it's his blatant stupidity. maybe it's maybelline. in any case, he calls out as she leaves, voice hoarse — ]

You know I'm right!

[ and he can hold onto that while being shuffled away to a cell and left to die, he guesses. he made an attempt to get kylo ren to do the right thing and failed, but at least he tried at all. ]

[ Her pace falters for a step as she hears him yell out after her. The darkness whispers for her to turn around and finish it once and for all. To ignore this folly and return to wringing every last Resistance secret from him before ending his pitiful life.

The funny thing is, that's never been her intention with this particular mission of hers.

She shuts out the noise and continues on her way, regaining control over her emotions -- or at least appearing to -- by the time she reaches the bridge. It's all too easy to cast doubt on Hux's plan, pointing out his intention to have most of the fleet make the jump while leaving the wounded flagship with the barest of defenses. Surely the General wasn't assuming that the Resistance didn't have some unorthodox plan up their sleeve when it was something they'd proven to excel at? She couldn't resist the urge to imply it was overkill as well, recalling all the times he's criticized her for the events on Crait, both publicly and privately.

Her efforts, painted as having the best intentions of the First Order in mind and carefully showing restraint, manage to delay the attack for hours. She still allows Hux to lead the assault and quietly hovers in the background, covering any concern she feels with a critical gaze.

After all is said and done, Kylo makes her way to the holding cells. She dismisses the Knight presently stationed near Poe's cell, desiring to speak in relative privacy. Not that it particularly mattered when it came to the Knights but after what transpired earlier in the interrogation room it made her feel better.

Kylo paints a stoic picture as she stands before the cell, hands loosely clasped behind her back, and she simply observes Poe for a few moments before speaking. ]

I expect you'll be relieved to hear that it seems the Resistance had enough time to make a hasty escape. Those who were with you back at the trading post must have survived and managed to warn the rest. We found only a couple stragglers at the base.

[ She manages to sound almost bored. Certainly not upset by the failure, not like she had sounded when Hux was scrambling to explain how the Resistance was able to get away again. But it had been necessary to be upset at that moment. Her true feelings on the matter were... complicated. ]

[ he doesn't want to give her the satisfaction of seeing his relief ... but, well, he can't not be relieved. he trusted the resistance to be that clever and able to escape on their own, but he couldn't help but wonder if kylo played a part in that. if she actually listened to him when he was trying to be encouraging.

and he needed something, some kind of hope after spending hours sinking into cold hopelessness. it was just like before. the first time. he betrayed everyone, let them down, gave their location away, and now the first order was going to wipe them out. because of him.

then again, maybe the idea that kylo ren played some part in helping them, by stalling or whatever possible means ... that sounded just as unrealistic as the scene he'd watched play out on the torture/interrogation rack. there was too much damage there, too much scar tissue from the things she'd done to him to believe that kylo ren was capable of things like that — plans that required an ounce of empathy.

he doesn't move from his spot in the holding cell, laying on his side against the wall (or maybe ... some kind of bench/bed thing ... they just left him on the rack in tfa so /shrug) ]

Good. [ and, against the better judgment he doesn't have: ] I can tell you're real broken up about it.

Edited 2018-05-11 22:27 (UTC)

[ Kylo narrows her eyes but, perhaps surprisingly, she doesn't take the opportunity to lash out at him through the Force. It would be all too easy (when wasn't it?) and his attitude more than earned it most of the time. She was feeling lenient though. Aside from the fact he wasn't going anywhere and she had all the time in the world to show him the creative ways she could use the Force. ]

By all means, provoke me. Give me a reason to regret my decision.

[ If someone were to overhear her they would easily assume she meant the decision not to have killed Poe already. Perhaps that was the assumption he would stick with as well. But her real meaning, well... truth was stranger than fiction, was it not?

Part of her did question the decision, however, that wasn't exactly out of the ordinary. The fact it undermined the First Order to a small extent only changed which part of her disagreed. ]

Tell me something. Does she trust you the way you trust her?

[ The 'her' in question Kylo felt went without saying. ]

[ the question takes him out of his default mode, which is in fact to provoke her simply because he has no other options as far as rebellion goes. maybe he wanted her to regret her decision, on some level. just a little bit.

does he know the answer to that question for sure? not entirely. he doesn't have the capabilities to look inside leia's head and know what she thinks of him for sure. but he knows his intuition. he knows his feelings, the feelings he gets around her, the things she's told him in confidence, and — ]

Yes.

[ there's nothing else to say. no further elaboration. the simple and complete truth. ]

[ She makes a thoughtful noise at his answer. Truthfully she doesn't doubt it. Which does make her more curious about why there was one piece of information it didn't seem like her mother trusted him with.

If Leia hadn't told Poe, then what were the odds she told anyone?

Kylo's hands clench behind her back as a feeling of discontent rises but she does her best to brush it aside. ]

What, then, did she tell you of her child? If the two of you are so close, surely she opened up to you about her family.

[ consider how a) devoted and b) reckless poe is, and what he would do if he knew that leia's daughter was actually the source of so much of her pain and suffering? paired with his own separate reasons for hating kylo ren? probably something really stupid. so maybe that's why.

not that poe knows any of that. ]

I know that she had a daughter and lost her. That she was Force-sensitive.

[ he assumed that was the loss he could actually see sometimes, descending over her like a shadow. the same one he could see over his father after his mother passed. and he saw it before anything had ever happened to han or luke, ergo ... ]

[ Kylo goes quiet. Very quiet. Her gaze lowers and a solemn look covers her features. Lost, hmm? Well, it wasn't not accurate, but the way he said it made it sound like a death.

Also not entirely untrue. Brianna was supposed to be dead. Buried. Gone, along with any traces of the light. But many things were 'supposed to' have happened, or hadn't happened as planned or intended. ]

Is. [ Her voice is quiet. Even, in an attempt at hiding emotion. ] Her daughter is Force-sensitive.

[ For a fleeting moment she feels compelled to share a memory, to make him understand. A glimpse of truth within the sea of lies. The light encourages and the dark considers it a wasted effort, and the moment passes as Kylo shifts her eyes back to Poe. ]

Her shame must be great if she didn't confide in you the truth. I can't say I'm surprised. She's always preferred to keep the dark truths about the family to herself. [ Sometimes Kylo wonders if the truth about her grandfather hadn't been kept from her if it would have changed things. It certainly had come at near the worst time, when Snoke was sowing the seeds of distrust. How was she supposed to fight the dark when there was such a strong disposition to it in her very blood? ]

[ he regrets sharing that information with her immediately. he gave it away without much thought behind it, simply because he didn't think that it could be used against him or the resistance in any particular way.

but now he's feeling like maybe that isn't the case.

he shifts to sit up in his cell, studying kylo intently. trying to make sense of her words. sure, he's not the most logical thinker, but there's enough here for him to connect the dots. and the picture connecting those dots leaves him with ... well, he doesn't like it. it cuts him deep. why didn't she tell him? why didn't she tell him?

the second wave is what really gets him, though. the wave of realization that not only was brianna kylo ren, but that that meant all the things she'd done, all the pain she caused leia ... that was her own daughter. additionally: she killed her own father??? she killed her own father while he was sitting here wishing he could give anything to see his real, actual deceased mother for five more seconds. the audacity of it all. ]

You — she deserves better than you.

[ he wants to say more, but those are the only words that come out while he's processing all of his anger. ]

[ Ah, there it is. She can feel his anger as it grows, surges to the surface, threatening to scald. That was the emotion she expected. (There was a part of her that didn't want to be right about that, but she was choosing to ignore it because Brianna was loud enough as it was and these wounds were going to be quite unpleasant later when she allowed herself to feel them.) It's only a small amount of satisfaction she takes from the anger. That's Kylo, unquestionably. Noting it so she can use it later. Use it for what she has planned for him.

But the darkness would have its turn at him in time. ]

Yes, she does. [ The quiet near-calm lingers, even in the face of Poe's passionate emotions. A small sign of how Kylo has changed in the absence of Snoke's presence. ] But a child also deserves a proper chance.

[ Thanks to how much she's been in his head recently, she catches the thought about his mother without seeking it. The small pang of sympathy within her is all Brianna, and it keeps Kylo from poking at it in an effort to see him unhinged. ]

It upsets you, that she didn't tell you the full truth. I don't blame you. Imagine how I felt when I learned at the same time as the rest of the galaxy that her father was Lord Vader. That's something a mother should share, don't you think?

[ and it's at this point that poe can almost kind of see where kylo is coming from.

almost.

was leia holding that information back from her daughter right? maybe not. did that excuse everything she did since then, all the damage and destruction she caused? absolutely not. not even a little. but he could understand the feeling of betrayal. just the tiniest bit.

but still — ]

Whatever she was doing — it was probably to protect you. [ he knew that. it had to be for that reason. just like he knew — even if he was having trouble coming to terms with it — that leia most likely kept kylo ren's identity hidden to protect him. to keep him from doing something stupid in her name. ] Parents aren't perfect. People aren't perfect. They make mistakes. That doesn't give you a free pass to destroy the galaxy.

Protect me? How, by pushing me out of her life? By sending me away because she, like everyone else, was afraid of what's inside of me?

[ Her calm wavers, not with anger but hurt, as she steps closer to the bars of the cell. It's been a very, very long time since she's even thought of such things. The past was the first thing Snoke sought to kill. And speaking of such things? She couldn't remember... had she ever? Perhaps to Luke, maybe. Not that the hero Luke Skywalker had time for a young girl's feelings of abandonment and loss at trying to find her place in the galaxy as the two sides of the Force tore at her soul. ]

No, that's not protection. She was protecting herself if anyone. She didn't care what I felt or what I wanted. No one ever has. They only see the strength of the Force, not the person that's been forced to carry it all their life. I never asked for this burden but it's mine just the same.

[ She stops as her eyes start to sting and she hastily wipes at them, frustrated with herself for still being upset about the past. Some poor stormtrooper or officer was probably going to suffer for this show of emotion later.

Not wanting to dwell on it any longer, she's all too happy to latch on to something else Poe said. Something that makes her huff out a breath and shake her head. ]

I'm not interested in destroying the galaxy. Don't confuse the First Order's desires with my own.

[ he refuses to remove leia from the pedestal he's placed her on. even if what she did sounded wrong, it had to be for a good reason. right? leia wouldn't do something like that if she didn't have a good reason. even when kylo is visibly upset, even when she starts crying ...

no. one story from kylo ren's skewed perspective couldn't erase years of hero worship. ]

It all looks the same from where I'm standing. Sitting. Whatever.

[ Her eyes narrow slightly, his attitude only adding pressure to the old wounds. Were the side of her that he's most familiar with in control, she would have lashed out by now, and violently so. ]

Well you'll just have to learn to see it differently. [ It comes out more as a statement than a threat.

After a moment she sighs and spares a glance down the corridor. The Knight she had earlier dismissed was sending her a signal, a reminder that a patrol would be coming through the area shortly. If there was anything else she didn't wish being overheard, she needed to say it. ]

Not that you're inclined to listen, but I'd recommend resting up while you can. Hold onto that anger to keep you warm. You're not going to like what General Hux has planned for tomorrow.

[ Kylo didn't not like it, but she would also be there to supervise. She certainly didn't trust the general alone with Poe. Especially not when working on something designed to damage the Resistance; a little bit of propaganda to enhance the war effort. Once she was done here with him she would be off to the armory to see if her new helmet had been completed. She wanted to be sure to paint a suitably intimidating picture. ]

Yeah, I'm sure I won't.

[ "i won't" is a sentiment that covers everything she's throwing on the table for him, essentially. he won't learn to see things differently, he won't rest up, he won't like what hux is planning for him. just one big "i won't."

he tries to sit straight, tries to be all anger and defiance. if he tried hard enough, maybe he could hold on to his anger to keep him warm. it would keep the cold from seeping in. not the physical cold so much as a cold dread regarding what was going to happen next. just because it wasn't as bad as having his thoughts rifled through, didn't mean he was looking forward to it. ]

Kylo can't help but roll her eyes at the response, not that she expected much different. Typical. She was daring to show an ounce of kindness in warning him and he continued to be indignant.

When she leaves the Knight returns, and even though stormtroopers come and go through the night, there always remains a Knight of Ren standing guard. Kylo doubts anyone realizes it's as much to make sure there's no repeat of a sympathetic trooper as it is to deter any from trying to strike out at Poe. The pilot had earned plenty of enemies with his antics, although none more of a threat than Hux. And she didn't remotely trust the General not to try and do something if Poe were left unguarded.

Hours pass and eventually an officer with troopers in tow comes for the pilot. He'll be shackled at wrists and ankles before being taken from the cell. The destination is a large windowless room set up with video equipment and the like. Almost immediately General Hux appears in front of the group, all darkness and sharp edges, and if looks could kill Poe would be in trouble.

"Not so cocky now, are you?" he sneers, and not a half second later hauls off and smacks Poe hard across the face.

"General..."

The synthesized warning comes loud and menacing from the other end of the room. The way Hux suddenly stiffens hints there might have been more to the word than voice alone.

"Apologies, Supreme Leader." Hux forces out, glaring darkly at Poe before moving away to speak with the people behind the camera.

The throne set up at the end of the room opposite the camera equipment isn't as grand as the one on the Supremacy but it gets the point across. On the wall is a dark backdrop, the First Order emblem looming in the center, so red it almost looks like fresh blood.

And on the throne, the picture Kylo herself paints is no doubt familiar to Poe. All-black garments cover every inch, and though the mask is nearly the same design as before it glints easily in the light, being as it hasn't seen battle. The voice changer within is the same as well.

Kylo watches from behind her mask as the troopers bring Poe forward. "Ah, the star of the show is finally here. I wonder how the Resistance will feel, seeing their precious hero in such a state." She's not pleased with the outburst from Hux, but she can't deny it will add a suitable element to the image presented. The Knight who had trailed behind the group when they left the holding cells silently joins the two others who flank her throne.

As someone shouts that they're nearly ready the stormtroopers shove Poe to his knees facing the camera. The General stalks over, glowering at the pilot, almost seeming like he wants to strike out again but a vaguely concerned glance is cast Kylo's way.

[ did he like his new upgraded restraints? no, of course not. but he tries to take it in stride. he can't leave any room for fear or weakness in his expression or in his actions. whether he was being tortured, sent off to his death, or something else entirely, he wanted to wear a brave face for as long as he could.

and that face stays fully intact when coming face to face with hux. there was something about hux that was too much. almost like he was a parody of himself. he couldn't take him seriously. even when being sneered at. even when being slapped so hard he sees stars. ]

Don't worry, I still am.

[ that's the response he gives as kylo tries to get her attack dog to back down, glaring right back at hux as he recedes.

it's only once hux is gone that he's able to really take in his surroundings. this wasn't the torture and/or interrogation he expected. seeing the camera and the backdrop, hearing kylo ren's words … it's not that hard to piece together. whatever they were planning on doing to him, they were going to broadcast. to the resistance, at the very least.

he's in the middle of chewing on this new information when being shoved to his knees. knowing exactly what they want from him just galvanizes him to give them the opposite.

which is why, when hux returns to continue his glowering, he breaks from his current cold, stony expression and winks at him like this is a flirtatious game they're playing. ]

[ One reason Kylo's glad to have her mask back? No one can see the way she smirks when Poe makes an effort to provoke Hux. It's even more privately amusing seeing as neither of the men are aware of her plan for the pilot, or how she's likely to encourage such provocation in the future.

But, alas, there is business to be done.

The fingers of one hand curl slightly, simultaneously drawing her power snug around Poe's throat. Not enough to choke but the pressure would be uncomfortable. Her gaze focuses on him and her power brushes at his mind with a whisper.

Behave and look suitably beaten down, or I'll be forced to make you.

An additional light flicks on and when the signal is given, Hux is all too happy to launch into a well-rehearsed speech. Kylo wasn't much for speeches personally, so she's content let Hux stroke his ego while she exists as the threatening dark presence in the background. The propaganda video is as much to shove in the Resistance's face that arguably their most important asset is in the hands of the enemy, as it is to spread the news of Kylo's place as Supreme Leader.

And while the General drones on, her attention is mostly on Poe, her power occasionally constricting a little against his throat, absently feeling the pulse of his heartbeat against the invisible leash around his neck. ]

[ maybe it's the voice in his head that belongs to her, maybe it's the feel of her invisible grasp on his throat. most likely, it's both. both of those things make the hair at the back of his neck stand on end. he can't see her gaze for the helmet, but he knows it must be at him. and now, armed with the knowledge of what face lies underneath the helmet, he can very clearly imagine her facial expression.

because he's … well, himself, it's very tempting to ignore her words and misbehave anyway. but he couldn't do it. sure, being punished while being broadcasted could show the resistance the dire situation he's in … but that's not what they need. they know that. they know that it's dire.

what they need, as always, is hope. even if it's just hope that he'll be okay. that maybe he could find a way out of this one, because he already had once and who's to say that he couldn't again?

so he stays quiet. keeps his head down. (literally keeps his head down.) hux's speech goes on and on in the background, nothing but white noise. the only real sensation is the invisible leash around his neck, worse than his actual physical restraints. at least they're real and solid. he can anticipate the sensation he's going to have if he tries to move. in comparison, kylo men's force grip is like a blaster pressed against his head, liable to go off at any moment. ]

Edited 2018-05-19 13:36 (UTC)

[ To say she's pleased by the fact he actually listens would be an understatement. Good. They were getting somewhere. She would take the progress, no matter his internal motivation for behaving. That's how a strong spirit is best worn down, after all. Piece by piece and through repetition if need be.

Kylo knew the truth of it all too well.

With Poe behaving, there's no need for her to tighten the leash any more than it is. That's the give and take she hopes he's beginning to understand. If he doesn't give her a reason to hurt him with her abilities, then he could save himself unnecessary pain. If he behaves, then she doesn't have to work her power inside his head and make him behave in spite of himself, causing himself more trauma and pain in the process.

She rouses from her contemplation when Hux becomes animated in his speech and she rolls her eyes behind the mask. Although shortly her eyes are narrowing from the General grabbing Poe by the hair as he loudly gloats to the camera about the pilot's capture. Kylo tenses, just slightly, and she loosens her power around Poe's neck so it, combined with Hux's actions, doesn't cause him to choke.

Her eyes are on Hux, watching carefully. One idea the General had posed, naturally, was to kill or maim the pilot on camera in hopes of thoroughly demoralizing the Resistance. Kylo had shut the idea down quite firmly, but she was weary about him trying to go off-script.

When Hux finally releases Poe with a hard shove she relaxes somewhat, though she shifts her gaze over to the officer working the camera and projects the thought for them to wrap it up. ]

[ he's not fine by a long shot, but he's trying his best to take the situation in stride. it was just something he had to get through. he withstood being tortured, he could withstand being used as a tool to hurt morale. it would be okay. they escaped the last base without him. they could get through losing him. maybe they wouldn't have to lose him. he could still hope. he tries to focus on his hope instead of what's happening around him.

and then. and then. and then hux grabs him, and it jars him out of that focus he was trying so hard to maintain. that was a mistake, on hux's part. he forgets himself and what he was trying to accomplish by being still and silent. (avoiding being force choked. that was it.)

of course, he's restrained, so there's not much he can do in retaliation. but he thrashes in an attempt to jab hux with an elbow before he's shoved back down, breath heavy and heart racing with the sudden spike of adrenaline.

above all else, it made him angry, feeling so much like a cornered animal. but if that was how they were going to play it, well. he wouldn't be a well-behaved animal, that was for sure. anything he could get away with, he was going to do. ]

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you should have a reply to our other thing today as well if the muses cooperate <3

yay!! no worries 💜

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i don't know why i didn't think to upload masked icons earlier for this part -.-

nooooo