To the stars who listen

A long time ago in a galaxy far far away.....

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Welcome to liftingrocks ━━ ⟢ Independent, private & selective Rey from Disney's Star Wars the Sequel Trilogy. Canon & Canon Divergent presentation with inspiration drawn from the films, books, headcanon and personally developed AUs. Written by: Indie (They/Them) 21+. Established December 2019. Revamped April 2022. Medium Activity.  Discord is available for mutuals only at Indie#2025

Somehow, despite everything, she managed to survive on this merciless world trapping herself there with the foolish belief that her parents would come back for her. Counting each passing day with a scratch on her wall, a simple thing to keep her grounded, tethered to this place that has always been her hostile reality.

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Trying to find people who are still active has been a thing, so like this for a starter, multimuses please specify which muse the starter is for. I will most likely get the starters out today!

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I'm going to be over on @saoiirsse getting the multimuse back up and running today

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━━  ⟢  An  increase  in  recent  reports  of  Force-sensitive  individuals  had  led  Rey  to  a  desert  planet  that  reminded  her  too  much  of  Jakku.  She  would  have  much  rather  left  this  to  somebody  else  but  couldn’t  bring  herself  to  do  that.  Any  Force-sensitives  that  found  themselves  in  the  grasp  of  the  Order  were  swiftly  dealt  with,  most  of  them  children  and  a  majority  of  them  Rey  had  been  forced  to  dispose  of  herself  when  she  was  younger.  She  couldn’t  do  it  anymore,  resulting  in  her  investigating  almost  every  report  that  came  through  herself,  saving  them  if  she  could.  The  darksider  was  ruthless  and  unforgiving,  a  monster  in  the  eyes  of  everyone  across  the  galaxy.  In  honesty,  she  revelled  in  that  fact,  but  she  still  remembered  being  a  terrified  young  girl,  petrified  when  she  was  laid  at  Snoke’s  feet.  Rey  was  lucky  in  the  fact  she  hadn’t  met  the  same  fate  countless  others  like  her  had,  but  she  had  seen  that  same  fear  in  every  single  child  she’d  been  ordered  to  kill,  it  made  her  stomach  twist  and  turn.

  As  the  desert  environment  began  to  cool  in  the  night  and  she  began  her  trek  back  to  the  transport  ship,  Rey  got  the  distinct  feeling  she  was  being  followed  through  the  moderate-sized  village  she’d  been  searching  all  day.  Her  footsteps  pause,  hand  slowly  drifting  to  her  right  hip  where  her  lightsaber  was  hanging.

    ❝  I  know  you’re  there.  ❞  Her  voice  is  cool,  her  hand  curling  around  the  cold  metal  hilt  of  her  weapon.  ❝  Come  out.  ❞   

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DAISY RIDLEY and OSCAR ISAAC as REY and POE DAMERON in "STAR WARS: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER" (2019)

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high pain tolerance starters

“[Name], you’re bleeding.”

“How long has it been like that?”

“Did you dislocate a finger?”

“You’re slurring.”

“They say you almost died. You left it that late.”

“You’re snapping. Headache again?”

“You’re in a bad mood. Are you in pain?”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Hey, why are you walking like that?”

“That’s a lot of swelling.”

“Where did you get that bruise?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“When you say your pain’s ‘4 out of 10′, that’s a normal person’s ‘8 out of 10′. We’re going to the hospital.”

“How did you not notice?!”

“If it hurts, it hurts.”

“I know you can manage it, you just don’t *have* to.”

“Holy shit, how long have you had this?!”

“[Name]? [Name]! Hey!”

“We’re a team. You need to tell me about this sort of thing.”

“That’s … a lot of blood, is that - oh, fuck.”

“Hey! Hey! Stay awake, okay? Stay awake.”

“It would have been a lot easier to treat if you’d mentioned it sooner.”

“You can’t keep hiding this stuff.”

“I need to be able to trust you to tell me when you’re hurt.”

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First Impressions sentence starters

“You’re not… how I thought you’d be.”

“Is this what you’re really like, or was that an act?”

“I need to know this is for real. If you’re not genuine, tell me right now.”

“You’re… good at that.”

“I didn’t realize you were - maybe we should start again. I’m [name].”

“So this is what the (in)famous [Name] is like behind closed doors.”

“You have a lot of experience with this.”

“Do you know what people say about you?”

“You’re just like they said.”

“Why don’t you correct them? When people talk about you, and they’re wrong?”

“I thought they were exaggerating about you.”

“I’ve wanted to meet you for a long time.”

“Am I safe with you?”

“Do you mean that?”

“I’m just trying to figure out why you’re here.”

“What made you get into this/that line of work?”

“Look, you’re either going to help, or you aren’t. Which one is it going to be?”

“You … you chose me.”

“I… no, nothing. I just didn’t realize you were brave.”

“You’re going to get yourself killed/fired, you know.”

“Have you always been like that?”

“That was kind.”

“That was good of you.”

“That was stupid.”

“You didn’t have to do that. But you did.”

“You were there. You didn’t have to be.”

“I think .. I have you to thank, for this.”

“I wouldn’t be here without you.”

“I wouldn’t have been there if it weren’t for you.”

[liftingrocks]

Trying to find people who are still active has been a thing, so like this for a starter, multimuses please specify which muse the starter is for. I will most likely get the starters out today!

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❝ She didn't sob or wail. Her grief was horribly discreet but as persistent and almost as silent as bleeding from an unstitched wound. ❞

Independent Rey from the Star Wars Sequel trilogy. Canon and Canon Divergent with strong influences from headcanon, AU, books and the films. Est. December 2019.

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━━ ⟢ Over the past few months since her return home, Rey had tried to adjust to the best of her ability. You would think going from a scavenger with nothing to a life of luxury as a Senator's daughter would be easy. It hadn’t been easy in the slightest. Her life now was foreign and probably would be for a long time; she wasn’t even sure if she would ever fully adjust. Her ability to connect or even trust those around her was hindered by the time she spent on Jakku. It was easier when Ben was around. Even though she told him she would be fine, not to worry, and not to shift his busy schedule to accommodate her, but these few days she got with him every couple of weeks meant the world to her. Especially now that the awe and wonder of the Palpatine girl’s return from the dead in their minds had started to fade and the news of her training and its progression started to travel like wild fire. That awe and wonder was slowly being replaced by something else entirely, she heard the whispers on the days she was brave enough to leave her home, about her heritage, her grandfather, what if she turned and went down the same path? Becoming a threat instead of someone who could help. She’d heard it all and she was scared of it too. 

Still she trained and learned as much as she could from the other. As her training progressed, Rey’s parents gifted her, her mothers old lightsaber. After some time with the training droids, she was sparring with Ben for the first time today, now that she had a better handle on the weapon. It was enjoyable and the Force seemed to swirl with delight as they did. Her swirling thoughts however,  were enough to take her focus off Ben for a second too long and suddenly she was on the defensive, she tried to recover but failed miserably, the lightsaber getting knocked from her hand, disengaging the moment the contact ceased, effectively disarming her. Ben won, this time, she promised herself she’d get him one of these days.

❝ I know, I know, I got distracted. ❞ She says it before he can, knowing it’s most likely coming, leaning over to pick the weapon up clipping it back to her belt, eyes meeting his with a soft smile. ❝ I have a lot on my mind. The atmosphere has changed, now that people know I’ve been training…They seem scared of what I might become. ❞ I’m scared too. She thinks to herself, what if nothing could save her from that fate? ❝ I think my father has been doing damage control, trying to calm the worry, people are still talking. I’m not the miracle anymore, I’m the potential threat. ❞ She sighs moving over to one of the stone benches that decorated the garden attached to her house.

❝ I can’t help but think what if they are right? It scares me. ❞ She shrugs a little bit, if she could talk to anyone about it, it would be Ben, and she felt safe enough with him to admit the same fears crossed her mind, frequently and relentlessly.

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HURT / COMFORT : STARTERS

a collection of quotes, phrases, and sayings for when your muse needs a little TLC. change & alter as needed.

THE HURT:

“Nah, it’s not that bad. I’ve had worse.”

“I don’t think I can walk that far… or at all.”

“I’m fine. I don’t need your help.”

“Will you stay with me? Just until I fall asleep?”

“I’m sorry, I’m just—I’m just really tired.”

“I don’t need a break. I’m okay.”

“It was my fault. It was all my fault.”

“I think I need help.”

“So, I don’t think I’m dying, or anything, and it’s probably not that serious, but… I’m kinda bleeding. A lot.”

“Is the room spinning right now, or is that just me?”

“No, I’m okay, I just… I hit my head. Really hard. I’ll be okay, just give me a second.”

“I’m not sick! I’m fine!”

“No, I don’t think any of my bones are broken, or anything like that. Just bad bruises.”

“Yeah, but you should see the other guy.”

“I’m fine. This just happens sometimes. It’s normal for me.”

“I’ve got a headache.”

“Seriously, though, I’m fine! Stop making such a big deal out of it!”

“I’ve been taking care of myself for a long time. I don’t need your help, and I definitely don’t need your pity. Fuck off.”

“Please tell me I don’t look as bad as I feel.”

“I think I’m running a fever.”

“So, what’s the prognosis, Doc? Am I gonna live?”

“Stop fussing over me! I’m not a baby!”

“Can I stay with you tonight? I just… really don’t want to be alone right now.”

“No, I-I’m okay. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep.”

“I… can’t actually remember the last time I had something to eat.”

“You shouldn’t be here. You’ll get sick, too.”

THE COMFORT:

“Honey, have you been crying? What is it? What’s wrong?”

“I think you’d better take a break.”

“It’s not your fault, sweetheart. You did everything you could.”

“You don’t have to go through this alone. I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in.”

“There’s nothing wrong with you. There is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Don’t ever let yourself believe that there is.”

“You really don’t realize just how many people love you, do you?”

“If you’re not going to take care of yourself, at least let me do it for you!”

“I’m sorry. I know it hurts.”

“You’re not alone, baby. You never have been.”

“Let’s get you some food.”

“You’re dead on your feet, poor thing. Come on, you need some sleep.”

“Stay where you are. I’m coming to get you.”

“Tell me where it hurts.”

“How many times have I told you to be more careful?!”

“It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m right here, okay? I’m not gonna leave you. I’m never gonna leave you.”

“Oh, honey, you’re safe now. I promise. I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

“Go ahead and take a shower. I’ll fix you something to eat.”

“What happened to you, baby?”

“I’ll kill that bastard. I’ll kill him for what he did to you.”

“You look like shit, man.”

“Whoa, whoa, take it easy! You got pretty banged up back there, and you don’t want to go making yourself worse.”

“I’m not trying to baby you. It’s called taking care of my friends.”

“Sweetheart, you’re burning up! Why didn’t you say anything? Why didn’t you tell anyone you were sick?”

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Hey guys, I am officially coming back to Rey after a very long hiatus. In the time I have been gone I have had a baby who is now five months old and will be working around his schedule for replies, so I may be a little bit slower! The blogs Carrd has been updated as needed and is up to date for anyone who needs to revisit it!

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─ IF WE SURVIVED THE GREAT WAR. 

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Random Rey Skywalker moments: 63/?

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Random Rey Skywalker moments: 84/?

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        BEN WISHED THEY HAD KNOWN ABOUT THESE HAPPENINGS SOONER,    Luke would have intervened the moment he could.      Force sensitives were so rare,    as he’d told her,    and when rebuilding something,    one needed as many hands as they could to help with it.      even with that aside,    neither Luke nor Ben wanted these innocent people to suffer for something they had no control over,    all because one man craved power so strongly,    he was willing to tear the galaxy apart to achieve it.      as much as he hated to say it,    Ben hoped they were dead,    so that they were at least spared the same tortures he knew the Inquisitors of the Empire had suffered through.      even as children.         the corner of Ben’s mouth twitched skyward when Rey spoke of not being special.      oh,    she had no idea just how wrong she was.      even if she had turned out like her father,    just her bloodline was enough to make her as special as him.      but Ben remembered.      he remembered playing games with the aide of the Force with her,    both parties able to participate in it.      he wonders if she’ll remember,    or if it was lost to time like the rest of her childhood memories before she was snatched away from her family.         ❝      we’ll never know what might’ve happened,    all that matters now is that you’re safe.      ❞        he had a good idea what might’ve happened,    but for right now,    he’d spare her the anxiety of letting the what-if’s run amok,    he knew they would with him if he were in her position.      Ben’s mouth twisted into a small frown.        ❝      it’s unfortunate to say that my coming across you was coincidence,    though i have been pushing to put more focus on places like this for some time in the Senate.      in the old Republic,    the Senate had made the mistake of overlooking places like this,    some deemed them insignificant or not worth the trouble if the presence of crime syndicates and the like were too great,    like with the Hutt territories.      Jakku is still a rather odd place to have found you,    Ochi was known to frequent the Unknown Regions and Wild Space,    so that is where the search had been centered.      ❞        to think all along she’d been in the Mid Rim.         ❝      you are very loved,    Rey.      your parents have never stopped looking for you.      i’m honestly surprised Plutt never turned you over,    they had a reward offered for your safe return and would’ve been willing to negotiated for more.      ❞        Plutt’s reasons for keeping her around made Ben unease,    and he was reluctant to leave Jakku behind,    but he had to get Rey back home.      he could talk with Senator Palpatine about launching an investigation when they returned.        ❝      we were friends,    for the brief time we had together.      my grandmother was Nabooian,    like you and your family,    so my mother always made it a point to visit when we could.      we saw each other on a couple of those occasions,    and when our parents would get together on projects for the Senate.      ❞

        if Snoke had been who Ochi was working for,    it would make sense why the man was never seen again.      from what he’s heard,    and his own encounters with the dark sider,    he wouldn’t have tolerated Ochi’s failure to bring him the Emperor’s granddaughter.      what Ben couldn’t understand was why no one else was ever given the task of finding her.      or perhaps they had been?      Ben wouldn’t know where to start looking when it came to bounty hunters and mercenaries and the work they’re contracted to do,    but perhaps some of his contacts in the seedier side of the galaxy could clue him in.         he knew his father was just going to hate this task.         ❝      given the timeline,    it likely would’ve been Imperial Remnants who hired Ochi out,    the First Order wasn’t branded as such until recent years.      most Imperial Remnants did convert to the First Order,    however.      ❞        it would had to have been an older officer if not Snoke,    Ben had no idea how old the creature was but his name was new         —         that wasn’t to say he couldn’t have rebranded himself,    though.      like his grandfather and Palpatine had.        ❝      but it is safe to assume that the task was created and carried out by that faction.      ❞        who else would have an interest in the Palpatine girl?         scratch that,    Ben could think of a few with a …    score to settle.         he knew the question was going to come up,    and he figured he would be the one to tell her,    but it still made him sigh.      Ben sit down heavily at his desk,    gesturing for her to take the seat across from him on the other side of it.      the Senator had hoped he could at least do this with her parents there to soften the blow,    to remind her that they aren’t like her grandfather,    she isn’t like her grandfather.      given their family’s shared history,    Ben knew he was just a good second choice for this task as there would ever get,    but it still didn’t quite feel like his place.         ❝      you are powerful,    Rey.      you don’t remember it,    but we used to play games using the Force.      together.      you did show that talent at one point.      sometimes,    especially in desperate times,    one’s abilities can go dormant for a bit.      yours didn’t go quite dormant,    but without training they never progressed.      and no one knows what to do with a lightsaber when they first get their hands on one,    that’s why we’re given practice sabers so we don’t behead or dismember ourselves.      ❞        Ben tried to go for a light - hearted note to take the edge off before he delivered the much harder blow.        ❝      the Palpatine family has …    a history,    lets say,    with the Force and with the galaxy.      your grandfather,    Sheev Palpatine,    was a powerful Force user …    and a Sith.      he used the Dark Side of the Force,    and he used his power to seize control of the galaxy.      ❞         Ben leaned forward,    arms braced against the edge of his desk,    with a sympathetic frown.        ❝      Sheev Palpatine was the one who dismantled the Republic and the Jedi Order and created the Empire,    he was the Emperor before his death a year prior to the Battle of Jakku.      your family has been closely monitored since your father’s existence was made known,    but given his lack of Force sensitivity he was able to pass into the good graces of the galaxy with more ease,    with,    of course,    the help of the work he did to try to better the world.      when you were born,    however,    it was apparent from the beginning that you had inherited that connection to the Force.      it put you on everyone’s radar,    including the Remnants and the now First Order.      ❞

At this point Rey trusted Ben more than she trusted whatever family was left behind when she was taken. It was a sad fact but Ben was sitting right infront of her had rescued her and as far as she was concerned this loving family of hers was still a myth. A fever dream at best until she sees it for herself. Jakku had taken everything from the young Palpatine, her trust in those around her the biggest sacrifice. You couldn’t trust anyone but yourself and given the fact Rey had grown up lied to about anything and everything it was still hard to trust anything that stated something other than what she had been told. She wanted to believe Ben, she desperately wanted to believe him, something was holding her back. The old habit of protecting herself perhaps?

A small chuckle leaves her at the comment of young Force-sensitives potentially dimembering themselves when first given a lightsaber. She listens to him carefully, watching his facial expressions as he spoke. As the senator went into more detail about her family history she got the sinking feeling whatever news this was it wasn’t good news. How right she was. Ben continued and the more he continued the more Rey’s stomach twisted into knots. Her grandfather was responsible for all of this? Her family was the reason people like them were practically hunted down for sport, that they were basically extinct at this point from what she was picking up, and she had inherited the Force from him? ❝ My grandfather is the reason for all of this? ❞ It was partially a question and partially a realization. Rey sighs pinching the bridge of her nose, dizziness hitting her along with a strong feeling of nausea. If what Ben is saying is true, which so has no reason to believe it isn’t, what her grandfather did, what he left behind. They’d always be after her, and she was just as defenceless as she was when she was a young girl. ❝ So, they are always going to be after me? They probably never stopped looking for me, and I’m just as defenceless as I was as a child. ❞ Rey lifts her gaze to look Ben in the eyes.

❝ Nothing stopped them from capturing me as a girl, what is going to stop them from getting their hands on me again? You’re telling me essentially I was safest on Jakku where nobody knew where I was. Not to mention my Grandfather was the perpetrator of the biggest genocide of the galaxy by the sound of it. ❞

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        IN THE LAST SIX YEARS,    NOTHING HAD FELT AS OVERWHELMING AS THIS.      not even the perils of working alone,    not even those close calls he had had with Snoke before his demise         —         not even when,    in the moments of silence before his death,    over the fracturing and fading bond between master and ‘apprentice’ was sent the truth,    and Ben watched the realization and rage flicker in Snoke’s dying eyes and feared,    for a moment,    that his need to send Snoke to his grave knowing just how well played he’d been would destroy them all.      he had ground with the people here,    no matter how shaky it was with some.      there were a few,    like Hux,    who he’d always been at odds with and Snoke’s death and his sudden and swift ascension to the throne above all others had peeved more off.      but Rey?

        practically last week she’d been their number one enemy,    and now he had to pass her off as an ally.      he was confident he could swing it,    but it would take time,    and not all of these people here were idiots.      Hux would be his biggest obstacle,    but if he could play it right he could dampen the impact of the General’s words.      there were never any guarantees and they would be in dangerous territory for a while,    with both the First Order and the Resistance.      he knew the depths which desperation could take someone,    and losing one of their key players,    their last hope for a Jedi after Skywalker,    would make many of them desperate.      Ben could only hope his mother could keep that desperation in line.

        Ben would do his best to protect Rey from the fall out,    but still he feared what could happen to her if he couldn’t.

❝      they do,    which is when i will remind them that i have a plan,    and to question me is a rather big mistake.      ❞        he hasn’t thought to cringe at the lengths he’d go for this mission in a long time,    there was always something deep down,    a hatred for what he had to do,    but he knew it was necessary.      but now,    with her,    the urge was strong but he carried on despite it.        ❝      no one here is familiar with the ways of the Jedi and the Sith like i am,    the Force is mystics and parlor tricks and something terrifying to them.      what i can do is try to convince them that in a moment of rage,    the dark side took hold of you and you killing the Supreme Leader was your first step onto that path.      they’ve seen me at my “worst”,    it won’t be a far stretch.      ❞

        he wouldn’t admit it,    but his hope was riding on their obliviousness and fear.      Ben wasn’t under any delusions that it would be an easy endeavor,    but at the very least he could hold the facade together long enough for what they needed.      keep them too afraid to question it,    at least not to his face,    and to bend to his will.

❝      they won’t trust you,    not for a long time,    but together we can show them that you are serious about the path of the dark side.      we can convince them that,    at the very least,    you are an ally to me.      and if that means following my path,    then you are willing.      what we will tell them is that you grew curious about the feeling you had in the throne room when you killed Snoke.      the pull to the dark side.      we will tell them that you became disillusioned with the lies Skywalker and Organa told you about the Force and the Jedi,    and angry when they refused to answer your questions.      we will tell them that you felt used by them,    made to serve their cause without the full picture,    and seeking answers and guidance and freedom,    you turned to me.      you are my apprentice,    so there we will start.      they cannot deny me taking on a student,    we will work our way up to integrating you more into the inner workings of the First Order.      ❞

To  Rey  it  seemed  like  they  were  walking  on  very  thin  ice.  She  trusted  Ben’s  plan,  trusted  he  had  rooted  himself  in  the  First  Order  well  enough  that  even  if  there  were  questions  they  wouldn’t  question  him  or  what  he  was  doing.  She  just  needed  to  follow  his  lead,  face  whatever  challenges  were  thrown  her  way  head  on. Rey  nods  her  head  as  her  counterpart  speaks  taking  a  few  deep  breaths  to  ground  herself  a  little  more,  listening  carefully  to  everything  Ben  said  to  her,  hanging  onto  every  word  of  their  cover  story,  the  story  they  would  tell  about  how  she  ended  up  here.    

❝  It  seems  feasible  enough.  ❞  She  responds  with  a  sigh,  brushing  a  few  stray  strands  of  hair  out  of  her  face.  Every  Force  user  struggled  with  the  call  to  the  Darkside  at  some  point  in  their  lives  as  far  as  she  understood.  Some  struggled  more  than  others,  the  only  reason  she  believed  she  could  pull  of  this  narrative  is  because  even  at  the  best  of  times  there  was  that  same  struggle  inside  of  her.  

There  were  days  Rey  had  stumbled  in  moments  of  anger  that  almost  mimicked  Ben’s  to  a  T,  moments  she  had  done  things  she  was  far  from  proud  of.  It  was  feasible  all  of  it,  even  if  that  particular  story  wasn’t  the  truth,  it  very  well  could  have  been.  Rey  would  be  lying  if  she  said  it  hadn’t  crossed  her  mind  in  that  throne  room.  Ben  had  just  beat  her  to  it.  

❝  Hux  is  going  to  be  our  biggest  threat.  His  words  have  weight  to  them,  they  trust  him.  ❞  Her  encounters  with  the  General  had  been  less  than  pleasant  in  the  past.  It  was  fair  to  say  Hux  wasn’t  Rey’s  biggest  fan,  he  came  with  the  biggest  risk,  if  he  turned  enough  people  against  the  two  of  them,  there  could  be  an  uprising.  Hux  needed  to  be  kept  in  check  if  they  were  going  to  pull  this  off.

  ❝  He  needs  to  be  kept  busy,  with  anything  that  will  keep  him  from  potentially  turning  the  masses  against  us.  He  clearly  isn’t  your  biggest  fan  and  he  definitely  isn’t  mine.  ❞