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I’m officially switching from this blog on mobile to my rebooted Rey blog @liftingrocks, follow me there if you’d like to continue interacting, I will be available over there in tumblr IM or on discord for mutuals!
I T T A K E S A N D T A K E S ━━ ⟢ 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 ⟢━━
Now that I have my laptop back I’ll be following people from the new Rey blog @liftingrocks and I’ll get back to writing.
This is for the new carrd, but because the reboot is nowhere near ready I thought I’d show this off here. I decided on a datapad like theme for at least Rey’s basic information. This is the fourth complete redo of it, so hopefully I don’t stare at it until i hate it this time XD
After three years on this blog I am going to be rebooting Rey. I think it’s what I need to get back into the flow of things after the past few months I’ve had. If you are attached to any thread we have just send me a quick message here as I will still be logged in here on mobile until the new blog is up and running! Otherwise I will be picking and choosing what I want to continue. I will also be following people I would like to continue writing with! If you’d like to beat me to that the new blog can be found here.
greyturned·:
HIS STATUS AS A JEDI WAS ONLY RUMORED BEYOND the walls of the Resistance , he often took his mother’s last name to confuse the First Order as to the status of his survival . some believed that Ben Solo , the child of Han Solo and Leia Organa , was one of the many who died at Luke Skywalker’s academy , some believed he was off gallivanting across the galaxy looking for his uncle , or other Jedi . it wasn’t completely off the mark in the case of the latter .
IT WAS A WELL KNOWN RUMOR THAT THE RESISTANCE had a Jedi , other than Skywalker , in their numbers . Leia had felt that it was best to continue to let the galaxy , and the First Order , speculate for as long as they could manage . especially after it was discovered that Snoke had been the one to torment her son for all his life . to try to pull him towards the Dark Side of the Force , like his grandfather before . especially after he nearly succeeded the night the academy was attacked . when only a split second decision had brought him to the Resistance rather than the First Order .
WHILE IT WAS HARD TO KEEP HIS HEAD DOWN WHILE helping to lead the Resistance , especially as a Jedi , Ben had managed just fine over the years . doing his part to aid the Resistance and try to pull more to their cause while looking for his uncle . his own bitterness and reservations set aside for the sake of the cause and safety of the galaxy . chasing after any little disturbance and any little lead for the missing Jedi . he thought he had gotten close a while ago , but it was gone as quick as it came , and then Rey arrived . called there by something she wouldn’t say , or didn’t know . he wasn’t sure about her , but he wouldn’t deny and say that there wasn’t something about her that seemed … familiar , comfortable almost .
DARK EYES GLANCE DOWN AT THE MOVEMENT OF HER hands , brows raising steadily in surprise at the first hint of a familiar sort of weapon — one of the same variety hung at his own waist , of course , design influenced by Alderaanian designs and light grey in color , with a blue blade coming from a single emitter . as hers ignites with a curious yellow , he’s even more surprised . this girls just seems to get more and more interesting .
❝ Luke Skywalker has remained hidden for all these years for a reason , it’s impossible to track him . do you think i’ve been sitting here searching the holonet all this time looking for him ? my uncle knows the ways of the Force better than you or i . ❞ Ben didn’t know of any woman who might’ve known Luke around the time of the attack on the academy . then again , it would appear he hadn’t known his uncle very well , if the events of that night were any indication . while he doubted that the First Order could find him before them , the General in him knew that they couldn’t take that chance .
❝ whatever the reason you’re here , you’re here now , and going out blindly isn’t a smart move . certainly not safe . if Snoke isn’t aware of you yet , it’s only a matter of time before he is . ❞ Ben wanted to ask more about this information given , about what had drawn her there , to him , and why it didn’t confuse him more than it should’ve . ❝ look … i know , we need to find him , now more than ever … i really shouldn’t be saying this , but we think we might’ve found a clue as to where Skywalker might be . ❞
Ben’s surprise causes a small amount of surprise to rise in Rey. She’d suspected for a while that Ben or Leia had caught on to her, she’d been using the Force in small increments, trying to keep her skills as sharp as she could in case something happened. The ripples she created in the Force were as small as she could make them, but from what she had seen Ben himself appeared to be extremely sensitive to any shift in the Force. Perhaps he wasn’t able to track it back to her?
❝ I didn’t say you aren’t doing anything. ❞ She retorts, looking him dead in the eye, head tilted up slightly to do so. The difference in height more infuriating than it typically was in this moment. ❝ But I seriously doubt you’ll find anything on the holonet. If he isn’t moving from place to place, which I highly doubt he would be, the holonet is going to be a continuous dead end. ❞ Snoke. The name causes a shiver to run down her spine, jaw tensing. She’d gone into hiding for more than one reason, but the main one was that it’s been common knowledge for a while that The First Order was trying to rapidly track down Force Sensitives, killing those that refused to join their ranks or those that weren't deemed powerful enough. Rey knew Ben was right, Snoke was just as sensitive as the next, he’d pick up on her sooner or later, if he hadn’t already, but she was starting to feel more and more like a sitting duck just hiding behind the walls of the base. ❝ If Snoke is aware of me it isn’t safe anywhere. ❞ Rey had only heard whispers of the hold Snoke had on Ben at one point, as far as she was concerned it was simply speculation, she doubted he spoke to anyone about such matters, but something told her by the way he spoke of the Supreme Leader that the speculation wasn’t entirely wrong. She wants to pry a little bit more into the topic but the following information about Luke puts those questions on the back burner of her mind. ❝ Might’ve, or have? ❞ She’s being more demanding than she probably should be, aware that her station is far below his in the eyes of the Resistance, still a Nobody, someone that turned up on their doorstep seemingly out of the blue, Jedi or not, but she’s confident Ben would put her in her place if she was really out of line.
❝ If you really think its a bad idea to leave now, I’ll stay but…I at least need to talk to your mother. I don’t wan’t to be thrown to the front of this war...however, she should know. ❞ If she doesn’t already. She thinks to herself. ❝ And I want to go with you, whenever you follow this clue you may or may not have. I deserve to know what happened. ❞
greyturned·:
HE CAN SENSE HER DISPLEASURE . HE UNDERSTOOD IT . but as she would come to understand soon enough , when living as a double - agent , discretion and delicacy were a must in order to survive . luckily he had never made his campaign to try to turn Rey secret , it would work in their favor , but still they would have to be careful .
❝ it will take time to convince the others , this way will bring less scrutiny to us both , i assure you . ❞ there were those who would question him , Hux would be his biggest issue . and there was something about Pryde he did not like … there was more to that man than met the eye . ❝ no , they aren’t . i’ve already filed their complaints . however , should you feel the need you can come back here , and they have requested that you stop by for a check - up at some point . ❞ a request from them , not so much from him . ❝ i can arrange that , but in the meantime , you will accompany me to the bridge . i will introduce you to the high command as my apprentice . ❞
Ben caught the thought and rolled his eyes in response . Don’t take it personal , i’ve also kept my own mother in the dark . it had to be this way .
She’d already learned more than she knew from Kylo through their bond, but the idea of being considered his apprentice made her a little bit uneasy. Not because she is unwilling to learn from him, she’s proven quite the opposite, more so because she’s bounced from master to master in such a short period of time and in the end has trained herself more than anyone else has, for some reason she’s convinced this will be no different.
Kylo’s plan explained the dark clothing that was brought into her room without a word at some point while she was still asleep that she had been ignoring up to this point, eyes glancing over at it. She swallows, knowing full well she’s risking a true fall to the dark side, not that she had been, or would be honest about that struggle unless she needed to be.
In a split second those clothes are in her hand, even that small use of the Force straining her, a small wince the only indication. ❝ Fine. ❞ Clothes hugged to her chest she pushes past him to the bathroom attached to what has been serving as her recovery room and her prison cell, reappearing in the assortment of black clothing, opting to leave her hair down, hand instinctually going to her hip to check for a lightsaber that wasn’t there. It made sense in more than one way that Kylo was leaving her weaponless, she could hardly use the lightsaber she had been up to this point, she’d need a new one, however, you come about getting one, or making one was beyond her though. Anakin’s had practically chosen her. ❝ Lead the way. ❞ Rey gives him a knowing look, she could make her way to the bridge herself, having committed most of his ship to memory at this point save for a few service hallways and storage areas. Still, she falls into step beside him as if the halls around her are unfamiliar, ignoring the confused looks from officers and other staff alike who have only known her as the problematic Resistance Jedi. It didn't have to be this way. The bond...you've known for a while you can trust me.
❝ I’m assuming they’re expecting us? ❞
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❝ you have a choice — you can remain here in the infirmary , or you can adhere to the restrictions placed upon you . can’t have you roaming my ship freely just yet , not until i’m sure that your choice to join me is genuine , and not just a ploy to double cross me . ❞ just as he knows hers is just an act , Ben knows that she knows his is all an act as well . with this newfound understanding between them , they were finally on the same page and Ben could divulge everything he’d otherwise withheld from her and from the bond . they couldn’t dive right in , however , not without drawing the suspicion of Hux and the others within the higher command of the First Order . he’s still surprised she agreed to stay and help him , surprised but relieved . relieved to have help , relieved to not be alone anymore , and relieved to maybe have the chance to be himself . he’d played Kylo Ren for so long , he was struggling to hold onto Ben Solo . ❝ you will not be accepted by the rest easily , it’s not just my trust you have to gain here , Rey . ❞
While Ben's reasoning made complete sense, and Rey knew they couldn't just jump into this like they weren't at each other's throats since she was conscious enough to argue with him, being put under restrictions as Ben had so nicely put it wasn't exactly sitting well with her either.
❝ Restrictions are one way to put it. ❞ She grumbles a little bit. Staying in the infirmary seemed like the preferable option since she is still technically healing, and even now, shifting to get off of the bed and grab her water from the table across the small room hurt more than she cared to admit. ❝ I don't think the medics are keen to discharge me just yet. Until then, I at least need a datapad, you can restrict my access, but I need to know what's going on to a certain extent if I'm going to be helpful in the meantime. Does that seem like a fair agreement? ❞ I have to start somewhere, since someone has been keeping me in the dark. She lets the thought freely pass through the bond, raising her eyebrow at him.
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𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙊𝙀𝙎𝙉’𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙆 , 𝙅𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙎 . 𝙎𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙇𝙀𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙔 opposite of how he is in his day - to - day life as a Senator . something he hasn’t done since he was a reckless teenager , a padawan eager to learn and explore and go on adventures with his uncle after overcoming the darkness looming over his shoulder . Ben doesn’t have any reservations over it in this instance , not since she initiated the first kiss . it’s emboldened him .
𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙃𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙃𝙊𝙇𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙎𝘼𝘽𝙀𝙍 𝙍𝙀𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙎 𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙀𝘿 𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙏 the wall , holding him steady as he hovers in front of her , above her , keeping her pinned between his body and the wall as he practically curves around her into the kiss . his other arm moving down to curl around her waist , holding her impossibly closer .
𝘽𝙀𝙉 𝙄𝙎 𝘼𝙇𝙎𝙊 𝙂𝙇𝘼𝘿 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙀𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙑𝙀𝙇𝙔 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙀𝘿 privacy of their sparring matches . though part of him knows they’ll grow curious at the silence that has fallen over them , unless something came up that required one or both of their immediate attention their guards won’t disturb them . which is good , because Ben thinks he’d be rather cross if they interrupted them for anything less than an emergency right now .
𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙃𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙎 𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙈𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙊𝙁 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝘽𝘼𝘾𝙆 , the warmth of her body seeping through his clothes . Ben hardly cares to break away for air when needed , always going back in for more as soon as he can . he’s wanted this for so long that he can hardly believe that it is real .
Suddenly the world around Rey seemed to disappear completely. All that there is in this very moment is Ben, the way his body is pressing against hers perfectly, her lips against his, how he tastes, smells, all of it. Years of forcing those feelings for him down, staying as his friend, his colleague, but never taking it beyond that out of fear of ruining a friendship she cherished more than anything. If Rey had only known those feelings were mutual, she'd have acted long before this moment.
Ben's hand guides her, and Rey steps closer without hesitation, eliminating whatever minute amount of space that was left between them. She gasps into the kiss, cheeks becoming more flushed with every passing second, nails gently digging into the skin on his waist.
❝ Ben, we should move somewhere...❞ The words are barely audible, the thought is not fully put together or complete, but her quarters, hell even her office, which was closer, had more guaranteed privacy. ❝ My quarters, maybe. ❞ She leans in to kiss him again after making the suggestion, breaking that kiss a moment later, peppering a few softer ones along his neck.
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He sees the woman who’s been staring at the courtyard’s tree too long — in awe or confusion, he can’t tell. He debates saying anything, as the pair didn’t exactly get off on the right foot the first time. He sighs, breaking the silence anyways, “ That’s the wishing tree. ” Ribbon littered its branches, more clumped near the bottom where children could reach, but the top was still far from scarce. “ Local tradition. ”
Rey shifts slightly when the man approaches her, arms crossing over her chest in a rather casual movement, still not too keen to trust him and still not under any circumstances happy or over the whole situation with the Falcon.
❝ Are you following me now? ❞ She questions, but her voice is friendlier than in their first encounter. With a sigh, the Jedi looks back at the tree. Jakku never had any traditions like that, though the desert planet hardly had a culture at all, if any.
❝ It seems like a beautiful tradition. Jakku never had anything like this. What do you do with the wishing tree?❞
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He was no stranger to scars, either. There were ones he could remember how he got and others that he couldn’t. Poe figured he would only get more before he ever thought of slowing down. The stories sometimes were more interesting to hear, but he worried maybe it was a more personal story.
Letting out a low whistle at her story. He could only imagine how confused she would have been waking up after that fall. “That seems like not only a nasty fall but a hard recovery. I’ve had broken ribs and those are no joke at all. Did it make you scared of heights or anything?” Poe asked. Given his own experiences, Poe knew that he never wanted to be near the wrong end of a Zhaboka after his first time. That had been one time too many and had nearly been the last.
“How far did you fall?” Those ruins couldn’t be easy to climb and he could only imagine how high she could have gotten. Still, Poe wondered about the rain in the desert. What that must have been like to experience, especially if it didn’t happen often. Poe had grown up hearing heart and storm, using them to fall asleep sometimes.
“I’m glad BB could find you..”
There are very few things that Rey is afraid of, and none of those things came from any of her horrible falls or tumbles that she took in large ships. Most came from people or events that had happened to her out of her control; at least when she fell or cut herself on something accidentally, she still had some control of the situation was able to cope with that.
❝ You can't be scared of heights when you're a scavenger. ❞ Some of the stories Rey could tell Poe about what she did and went through on Jakku, though she's sure the pilot had many of his own from before he found his way to the Resistance. It was one of the things she loved about the Resistance. Everyone had some kind of story, good or bad; it led them all to the same place, fighting for the same thing. ❝ I fell from what would have been the top level to the second or third. ❞
There was no way she would have survived the fall if she hadn't slowed the descent with what she now knows is the Force, her connection to the Force awakening slowly before she encountered Kylo Ren. ❝ Mmm. ❞ She hums softly. ❝ Everyone says I saved BB8, but I think BB8 is the one who saved me. I don't think I would have ever left Jakku if that hadn't happened. ❞
I have some stuff queued.
greyturned·:
HIS ONLY CONCERN WAS IF HE WAS SPOTTED WITH HER , holos of his face would circulate to the Resistance where his mother would see . so few knew his face even now , after Crait . his mother and the traitor , they would know , and they would assume the worst . as Rey grabbed her datapad he reached for his again to stave off the building panic the longer the ring sat on his finger , an unfamiliar weight that he would’ve noticed strongly without the implications behind it .
❝ do you remember anything from last night ? ❞ Kylo had dealt with worse than a shared bottle of spotchka , Solo and Calrissian had pretty much set the foundations for his tolerance the moment he was able to drink , which was why he was almost certain that they’d come across another bottle at some point for him to have this kind of reaction . the night before was still dark , but he was starting to get impressions and blurry images , nothing that could help .
HIS SECOND SEARCH ONCE AGAIN YIELDED NO DAMNING findings . no news had reached the First Order about Jedi sightings , or their Supreme Leader being spotted on some backwater planet when he was supposed to be in the Aeos system . he would have to keep an eye on it , and he was loathed to admit that they might have to cut their time here shorter than he knew either one of them were hoping for . Kylo had hoped for at least one more day , he was greedy and willing to push but not when their safety was now left to such uncertainty .
❝ the First Order’s reach does not extend to this system , this planet is too insignificant for our sympathizers to camp out . the First Order is as of yet unaware of our presence and it should , hopefully , remain that way so long as nothing leaks out . ❞ his main concern would be Hux , his hands tighten around his datapad as his mind dares to travel down that path , to think about what the redhead would do with this information . not just to him , he knew the General would take any opportunity to overthrow him , but what he would do to her if she were ever caught by their forces .
HE HAD GOTTEN LAZY , RECKLESS , INDULGENT . it could’ve ruined them if they had picked any other planet to rendezvous on . Kylo would kick himself for it if he didn’t feel like the splitting headache wasn’t punishment enough for his lapse in judgement . he had simply wanted , wanted for what other couples could have without fear . wanted to forget the war and their obligations entirely and go out in public like they weren’t public enemy #1 to their respective sides . bitterness sat heavily on his tongue as he reminded himself how foolish he’d been .
KYLO IS RELIEVED WHEN SHE STATES THAT NONE OF HERS recognized him , he could only hope that he remained insignificant enough to not reach the likes of his mother . his mother , who had been kept in the dark about the relationship between her lost son and prodigal apprentice . would she recognize the signs ? reach a conclusion no one else would come close to ? he doubted it , but he knew better than most never to underestimate Leia Organa , thus why they had to be careful with her especially .
HE TRIES NOT TO , BUT HE CAN’T HELP THAT HIS EYES are drawn to the ring on his finger . the metal was reminiscent of what his saber used to be like before it was reforged and the metal blackened . the band of ethereal azurite was , oddly enough , the exact shade of blue he liked . also nearly like the color of his blade before he bled his crystal .
ABOVE ALL , KYLO TRIED NOT TO LET HIS MIND WANDER . as he starred at the ring it was a hard won battle . and as his gaze flickered to her own , it was a battle all but lost . marriage . a concept that had always sat uneasy with him . watching his parents’ own fall apart left an impression on the young Solo , especially as he felt it fell apart because of him . as a child , he felt that if it couldn’t work out for them then what was the point ? as he got older those thoughts shifted into something else , the belief that it was all a joke . he grew to care not for intimacy and companionship , especially after he’d been betrayed and abandoned too many times . the thought about it , in a different life , never once changed …
not until her …
THERE’S THE THOUGHT THAT SHE DIDN’T DESERVE TO BE tied down to someone like him , of course there was , it had always been there . but now that the knot was tied , literally , he can’t help but think that she deserved better — at the very least she deserved to remember getting married , and deserved to get married somewhere that wasn’t within the ass - end of the rims on some forgotten , backwater planet .
BUT HER WORDS AND HAND IN HIS DRAWS HIM OUT OF THE dark recesses of his mind , chases away his doubts and self - loathing , for the moment . as he looks at her the budding thought blooms to full maturity with awe , the thought that , even if only they would know , she was now his wife . perhaps it was better that way . as their lips brush Kylo lets go of the tension in his shoulders , his head throbbing in warning that goes unheeded .
❝ though i wish circumstances were different … i don’t regret it either . ❞ he said it , he put it out there , and he means it . in more ways than one , as she brings up another obvious . ❝ we will need to be more careful , for one . Sorgan might not have been compromised , but it would be unwise to go out again . probably to return after this time for a while too … ❞
Rey is hardly concerned about the First Order. She's managed to evade them with ease over and over again since she became of interest and more interest after Snoke's death. The only reason Kylo ever found her is that she allowed him to or actively met him as they did on this planet. She'd inadvertently become quite the expert on avoiding the faction her now-husband led.
❝ I don't remember anything. I don't drink. You know that, if you can't remember anything there's no hope for me.❞
As always, Rey's concern lay with what would happen to Kylo. The redheaded General that she never bothered to remember the name of seemed to always leap at every chance he could to try and overthrow Kylo if he found out that he was with the Resistance Jedi...That is the only reason Kylo's confirmation that the First Order could care less about Sorgan lifted a different kind of weight.
Naturally, the Jedi's mind then drifted to thoughts of Leia. Would she be able to piece together what no one else could? There's no questioning that Rey's bond with Kylo is different, stronger than the one Leia had with her son, but she isn't foolish enough to dismiss the bond she knows Leia has with her son, the bond Leia has with her by default as her master. She isn't even entirely convinced the Resistance General doesn't already have suspicions, not that Rey would voice that to Kylo, especially not now, but that doesn't change the fact it's a thought constantly swirling at the back of her mind.
A shift in Kylo catches her attention immediately, hazel eyes scanning his face, his body language. Rey tried her best to allow him to come to her with his worries and concerns instead of forcing him to talk about it because she could feel it in the bond. Emotions and feelings were hard for both of them, but she didn't want to give him the opportunity to beat himself up for being careless; she'd been just as irresponsible. She squeezes his hand again, a soft smile forming on her lips when his soft brown eyes meet hers once more.
❝ I'm not willing to spend months without seeing you. ❞ Rey places her other hand over his, lightly chewing at the inside of her lip. Sorgan wasn't compromised. They could still meet in the little clearing. That wasn't risky. No one knew. They got away with it. ❝ I don't want to do that. Sorgan isn't compromised. No one knows. It's still safe.❞ She draws in a shaky breath.
❝ I spent my whole life waiting for someone to come back to me...I don't want to spend the rest of it, never knowing when or if I will get to see my husband in some other way than a connection in the Force we don't even understand, what if that suddenly stops? What if that goes away? If someone finds out, I'm willing to face those consequences. I'm not afraid of that.❞ I'm scared of being left alone. Rey knows Kylo would never leaver her willingly, there were so many things out of her control, out of his control in this war...She can't just not see him.
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“My hair is as long as yours,” BB preened, her hand going to touch her long locks. It had been a while since she had had it cut; most days it was throwing it into a pony tail or bun. It brushed her shoulders now. Her head tilted to look up at Rey with an excitement swirling in her eyes. “Can you do my hair like yours?”
Rey didn't have her hair down very often, it was typically tied up in the three tri-buns she's had it in since she was a small child, but today was one of those unique days where she'd decided to leave the brown shoulder-length waves down.
BBs hair, by one glance, looked to be just the right length for that typical tri-bun style. A soft smile appears on her lips, and she gestures for the other to sit down. ❝ I think you're right. It's just the right length now. ❞ She brushes her hair over her shoulders, pulling three black elastics out of her pocket to tie BBs hair up, gentle fingers sectioning her hair into three sections before tying each one up, making it look as perfect as possible, though Rey would admit it was different and a little more challenging doing the style for someone else instead of her hair.
❝ It suits you, BB. ❞ Rey compliments, moving around to stand in front of her, gently pulling a couple of strands loose, curling them around her finger.
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OH , THE SURPRISE COULD’VE SHAKEN THE STRONGEST of resolves . it tore through every raging and shattering emotions churning so violently within the dark sider . clouding his judgement , his actions , leaving him unbalanced . he wasn’t the only one left unbalanced , he could feel her conflict and her own raging emotions as they drift across the bond . the rationality had not been completely driven from him , and as water whipped across their faces , soaking them both to the bone , Kylo put his focus on the defensive and in trying to negate the fight as best he could . the waves enraged and screamed around them as they fought across the ruins of the once deadly Death Star , whose kyber crystals still cried out in pain beneath their feet .
WHAT HE HADN’T ACCOUNTED FOR WAS HIS MOTHER’S voice reaching out against endless lightyears , from an unknown point in the galaxy , a whisper of his name that drew his attention away from Rey and the fight . it felt like she was there , and Kylo had turned in the direction he heard her … his lightsaber slipping through his fingers …
SURPRISE CUT THROUGH HIM , AS DID THE RAGING unstable blade of crimson . slicing through layers of tunics and skin and muscle in his chest , just at the bottom of this rib cage . a gasp left him as the smell of burning flesh hit him before the pain , dark eyes turn back from the abyss of water to the blade , which was in her hands instead of his . he could feel her surprise shoot sharply across the bond when her mind caught up with her body , the blade disengaging with a sharp hiss that sent him tumbling to the soaked metal ground as his knees gave out .
GLOVED FINGERS CIRCLE GENTLY AROUND HER WRIST as she falls to her knees beside him , her desperate apologies met with a shake of his head and a quiet , soothing sound . his other hand reaches to cup her face , gently urging her to look at him as he slumped back against a broken piece of Death Star . ❝ shh , Rey — Rey listen , it’s okay . it’s okay . it’s not your fault , i should’ve stopped the fight . ❞
Under normal circumstances, Rey would have avoided the fight at all costs. Her feelings towards Kylo had shifted drastically since their first encounter in the forest; she’d grown to care for her bondmate, allowing a burning hatred to resolve into understanding and love she knew she’d never experience again in this lifetime. As always, the fallen Jedi had the worst timing, coming in after she faced the quite literal version of herself she feared, after being tormented by visions and nightmares of a devastating fall to the Darkside. That Wayfinder was her last hope to prove she wasn’t that, that her visions were just fears turned into walking nightmares, and he destroyed it. Already unbalanced, Kylo’s actions had been the final nail in the coffin, pushing Rey over an edge she’d only crossed once before, an uncontrollable rage taking over her, turning on him faster than you could blink. The fight itself was a blur, but the entire time she could hear her mind or the Force maybe both pleading with her to get a grip that this was going to end badly, and it did. Leia’s voice pulled Kylo’s attention away just long enough to give Rey the opportunity to injure him with his own saber fatally, her mind only catching up with her bodies actions when she felt Leia’s sudden departure. Rational thought came rushing back into her as the hiss of the unstable blade ceased, and Kylo fell to the ground. She dropped down beside him as quickly as she could to assess the damage that she had done. ❝ It’s not okay! ❞ She snaps at him, the little bit of rage still presents showing through her now panicked exterior, but it was no longer directed at him but inwards at herself. ❝ Don’t excuse my actions. I should have stopped. ❞ Her voice is softer, extending her hand so that it is sitting gently on his torso.
Hazel eyes close as she pushes just enough of her life Force to him to heal the injury, still unaware of the risks such actions had, only thinking about how she’d done it for that snake, she could do it for Kylo.
khenobi·:
Obi-Wan could tell the struggling within another Jedi. Especially a young one such as herself. It caused his chest to tighten, lips pull downward into a frown, and hands held before him. He stood carefully, quietly as much as he could as a ghost. There wasn’t much he could do in this state, but his words were always the best. It was all he had to offer, and oftentimes, words were all someone needed.
“ Of course. Thinking is a part of life, young one. However, in such thoughts we can become troubled… or even more so. ” which leads to a lot of darkness. That was something Obi-Wan wished for her not to follow. If he could give a hand with his own advice, he would be more than joyful.
The once Jedi breathed in softly, and let it go gently, “ Tell me, what has caught your attention so? ”
Rey wasn’t raised in a Jedi Temple; Obi-wan would just be another name to her, not one that caught her attention in the way it might catch anothers. Her experience with Force ghosts is zero as well. She’d read about them in one of the old Jedi texts she took from Ahch-to, it gave her enough information that she knew that’s what this encounter was, but he was still a stranger, one with the Force or not, but perhaps that made him the safest person to ask about whatever was going on between her and Kylo. ❝ Theoretically… ❞ She looks over at him. ❝ If two Force-sensitive individuals share a connection, that gives them the ability to see each other even if there are great distances between them, along with other things, like knowing precisely what move the other will make before they even know what they are going to do, or being able to feel each other’s emotions together or apart…❞ That’s too specific. Rey scolds herself, but she can’t take the words back now.
❝ What would you call that connection? Theoretically, of course. ❞