stop trying to seduce my knights !!!
❝ —— sir , i’m going to need you to shut the kriff up ! i saw her first . ❞
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stop trying to seduce my knights !!!
❝ —— sir , i’m going to need you to shut the kriff up ! i saw her first . ❞
@jedikllr ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ “ is there anything else you want to say to me? ” ✦° ‧ ғʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ
for a moment, she is silent. had she always wasted her breath ? no. the sensation of conflict radiated off of him. to let ben go, would that not be dark in nature ? questions plagued her thoughts in his presence. this conjured her own frustrations, for unanswered questions were the very source of her unease. BUT SHE COULD NOT GIVE UP. IN “ YOU KNOW THIS IS WRONG. ” the poignancy in her voice relinquishes not her frustration, but her sentiments. her instincts urge her to question further why ? but it is stowed away, as deep as her mind can bury it.
CRIMSON ARE HER LIPS , HONEY EYES WATCHING FROM AFAR . silent steps emphasize ghost like appearance , dark fabric but a reflection of womans soul . expensive gowns , banquets to support the idea of TOTAL CONTROL , to bewitch the minds of the weak with promises of victory and power . WAS THIS WHERE SHE BELONGED TO ? ? hot blood on her hands still way too real , screams re echoing in between hollow chatter . she wasn ‘ t a diplomat , neither beautiful doll to be but that beneath soldiers and generals . NO . a raw force was flowing through her veins , a heritage young woman was willing to take with whatever it would cost ( just as he taught her ) . their freedom a naive concept , ants beneath her boots just waiting , begging to be RULED OVER . it was fate . it was what rey was born for , raised to believe . AN EMPRESS above them all , even though if the entire galaxy had to be burned to be built up from its ashes .
◟ 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚞𝚕 @jedikllr ◝
@jedikllr asked ‘ i’ve been trying hard not to talk to you . ’
‘ 𝙸 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙴𝙳. ’ death was a strange thing , indeed. made stranger still by the way life still clung to her , and her to life. tethered to this existence by the force. or perhaps a bloodstained legacy. she had failed anakin , that much was true. even if the history tomes would never lay their blame at her grave. but here was her grandson , following down a path she now forced herself to follow -- with hopes of casting light upon him once more.
‘ why is that , my love ? ’
❝ i see through the cracks in your mask , ❞ it worries her that he wears it again . it worries her more that it somehow feels different than it had before he shattered it . he wears it again and rey fears the worst ; she fears kylo ren’s return is more imminent than ben solo’s . she stares into it , as if staring long enough and hard enough might reveal the eyes beneath the mask , rather than her own reflection in the shiny metal . ❝ you’re haunted . ❞
@jedikllr / sc
@jedikllr: ‘ i know that you’re scared . ’ ↳ FINE LINE.
“ Scared ? No, I’m not scared. ” Words were spoken with a slight chuckle in an effort to mask the slight anxieties. She sat in the barest of rooms, or was it more like a cell ? Held captive by a man with a mask and no face to place the voice. In her effort to find her sister, she ran into trouble instead. This usually was her normal signature. She moves to pace, holding her wrists up to show her captor her displeasure of being bound.
“ Why would I be scared ? I’ve just been.... placed in a cell with cuffs on my wrists and no idea where I’m at in the galaxy. No big deal, I’m sure... it happens to everyone. ”
“ ... is this how you normally treat new people ? ”
@jedikllr
He’s been kind enough to grant her a room upon the ship, her curiosity ever so rising about this galaxy & it’s state. There was trouble about, that much she could sense, & there’s an uncertainty in just where it was coming from. It could be from HIM, of these people he calls rebels, of these worlds that illuminated the darkness of space in such vibrant hues. Dark brunette tresses appear still against her shoulders, gaze risen to focus on the rift just slightly above her typical line of sight. It’s nothing new to her - the sight one familiar & calming to her in times of trouble. One that some force seemed to desire her to open up, something she’s slowly been observing & attempting herself from him. Rift reveals the night sky of one not of this galaxy, of stars dancing across the canvas of space in varying strokes, painting a fascinating picture. Hands extend & reach into it, seeming to grasp onto something easily as she leans back out once more. Here, she cradles an infant star in her hands, the sensation bringing soft smile to porcelain features, the moment even seeming to drown out the opening of the door & the body standing now not far from her.
* & . @jedikllr
❛ this CAN’T be happening . the connection shouldn’t be still THERE , i severed it . ❜ she was in DISBELIEF from the betrayal the force had done to her as he stood in the shadows , his presence still a FAMILIAR sense . ❛ what do you want , kylo ? ❜