@officerpcndora liked for a starter.
[&] - They found him in the forest just before the whole planet crumbled. Blood stained the snow red. Ren bit back any signs of pain despite the wound still drip-drip-dripping at his side and the burn that girl had left along his face. The whole way back his hard features were pulled into a grimace at having been bested by her even for just a moment. She was worrisome though he wouldn’t admit it; she had fought back against him earlier, delving into his mind without permission, and now she dared to stand up to him in a duel? He stewed silently in his rage as he was brought to the medical unit to be patched up and the moment the officer pulled a stitch too tight for comfort, Ren snapped.
His hand rose and with it the medic clutched at their throat, tossed back out into the hall with a clatter. It sent most in the hallway scattering, not many sticking around when Kylo Ren’s temper flared as it so often did.
“ Find me someone who knows what the hell they’re doing! ” he roared, kicking at the metal supply cart, sending it toppling over with an even louder BANG.
General Hux had ordered the retrieve of Kylo Ren before the weapon had been destroyed. Many were surprised to see the man survive, specially considering neither had seen the inflicted power of a wound caused by lightsaber. He had never left wounds on anyone, as most of them were dead, thus no one cared to see how deep those things could cut. It wasn’t sort after the officer in charge of the medical unit went around asking someone to take on the job.
It cause her to grin somehow, the man had been scarred on his face for life and yet he intimidates the medic because of a small tantrum. But seeing that no one wanted to get close to the knight (fair fully so) Pandora decided to take the task herself. “It would work better if you didn’t scare the medics, sir.” The officer spoke as she went full stop on her tracks at the sight of the scar. It wasn’t pretty, and she was somehow amazed by the power of destruction of the saber. She breathes in, knowing she was staring and approached the other.
“May I? If we don’t stitch it up soon it might left an even bigger scar.” Dark eyes fall to the man and prepared the equipment and continue what the medic started. “In defense of the previous officer, neither had seen the inflicted wound of a lightsaber, sir.”