Jan 7, 2017
She was a survivor. She was a weapon. She knew it was possible. An image formed, a creature in a mask, hunting her in the woods. Kylo wouldn’t rest. Her master wouldn’t rest. She would be found.
In fact, Kylo was already there, waiting for her by a speeder bike. He was dressed in casual clothing and his face was bare. His long hair stirred in the breeze—when was the last time she’d seen him outside without his mask? Something of the look on his face, of the leanness of his body in the unfamiliar clothes, reminded her so strongly of Han that she thought maybe he’d come to take her away somewhere.
Kylo Ren + his Speeder for @isharan‘s amazing reylux PolyBigBang fic Broken Skin (click top for full view)
