#vaderwoven

[cptphasma]

vaderwoven replied to your post: 

@hopetouched idk wtf ur talkin bout,, dis bitch empty yEET

excuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse you.

[shelures]

you're too slow.

    ❛ —- oh dearie me, am i? or perhaps it’s just you always being in a hurry, ben. ❜ she knows he loathes that name. that rotten, decaying, and dying name. they both know that ben solo lives somewhere inside the should be hollow vessel but she feels it, as he feels the sliver of light in her too.

    the supreme leader disapproves of their imbalance but, until their current predicament causes something truly drastic then only then they will be punished. until then, their mistakes will never be undone, their choices never unmade. their crimes never forgiven but they bask in whatever bliss they have left —- freedom she should say, the only freedom she’s ever known. trudging through a snow covered forest of a planet that does well to mask the forbidden feeling of warmth and peace. surrounded by a vast ice expanse and marching soldiers wearing black uniforms.

    she picks up her pace however, losing interest in enjoying the scenery before them. of course there’s no doubt that her companion noticed her mind wandering at the tranquility and thought better to snuff out whatever sense of serenity she was feeling. she hated when he got like that, which is saying she hates him… most of the time. but when ben solo decides to surface from the abyss once in a while she thinks to herself, maybe they can find a sort of friendship in one another. someday.

                                                                                                           … not today.

[shelures]

    there aren’t many places where she feels at peace at the current base ( not that she ever feels at peace ), let alone anywhere within and outside the FIRST ORDER. her quarters, while comfortable during sleeping hours left her without much to do other than meditate and tinker with her saber, and other devices. but alas, boredom has overwhelmed her and she takes notice that the canteen would be most active at this time due to the hourly lunches. so she goes, finding the other knights of ren there with a table of their own that sparks a sense of belonging. but as the minutes pass she feels his presence getting closer, and in her desperation to shut him out she knows he feels her desire to be accepted. he wouldn’t let that happen now, would he?

    and when the knights take notice of a familiar silhouette clad in black robes and armour enter the canteen they disperse to make way. but to her their fear is evident, and she feels alone again. until he sits across from her. now she wants to be alone. she pulls the tray of food she had gathered earlier closer, losing interest in sharing as she had been before with another knight.

   ❛ --- you know ---- why? ❜ she starts, a flourish of her hand finally cutting the silence between them. fingers grabbing hold of the loaf of bread resting on her tray as pristine teeth sink down onto its crust surface, ruby lips sliding across its flour covered top. the knight tears into her loaf to try and quell her frustration while taking a huge gulp of her warm beverage to down her food.

    she repeats the process, leaving out the drink this time as she chews without manners. her voice muffled by the spongy texture. ❛ why do you do that? sitting down, i mean. forcing the other knights to go because what, you want some privacy? you want to talk? they have as much of a right to sit with you as i do. they’re not just soldiers, they’re also my friends so --- you sitting at this table should be illegal, ben. ❜ kylo ren can be a pain... most of the time. right now she just hated him. she took another drink, making sure that when she placed the steel mug down it was loud and forceful to communicate her displeasure.

` @vaderwoven .