[ Getting dragged on this stupid, snowy expedition had made her feel more useless than ever. Everyone else seemed to be well trained, good at fighting, able to run missions and all the things that Chloe couldn't. She was only here because she'd proven herself good at fixing things and she was supposed to be taking research notes or... something. She hadn't really listened to her orders. Nothing was breaking and "it's cold as fuck" was about all she'd gotten written down.
It didn't stop her from looking at the weapons cart a little longingly, though. The swords that she'd only ever seen in display cases at home, not actually meant for any kind of battle. She should've taken Loghain up on his offer. Dammit. ]
[ Rey's sleep has been plagued with nightmares since she was a child, but it was rare that they were so bad she woke with tears on her face or screamed herself hoarse. Then again, she'd never been violated like she had in Snoke's chambers. He may be dead and gone, but his damage remains, and she's still reliving that night in her dreams.
In her mind Snoke's holding her hostage in her own body, his power coiling in her brain like an oiled snake. She tries to fight him but his power dwarfs hers so completely all she succeeds in is letting him in deeper, the pain of being sold as a child ripped raw, overlapping with that fear that Ben would just stand there, allowing her to die.
Every bad thing in her life, every betrayal is stripped bare at Snoke's will, and the sound of his laugh rings in her ears as she screams.
She tries to reach out to Ben, some part of her mind desperate for that connection, their bond, needing his help. The walls that she'd built around her mind are down as she's trapped in the dream, her mind screaming just as loudly as she is aloud. ]
[ he hadn't approached Kylo about this during their trip back from Amaranthine, because having him lose his shit on the boat would've sunk them, and he imagines he'd need some time to cool down and get space. it's a couple days after getting back that he contacts him, ]
You could have won that fight, with the old man. [ his voice comes through the crystal. ] Do you know what he did that you didn't?
[He makes his way back to the Gallows, leaving Iorveth to his business harassing Thranduil in his office. By the time he reaches Rey's room he's still somewhat a stormcloud of frustration. Most native passerby have had to give him a wide birth, lest he glare them into doing so. When he reaches Rey's room he stops in the doorway, leaning against it to just take a moment to watch her. His dark hair is mussed slightly from running a gloved hand through it, his grim expression completing the overall stressed look he has adopted. His gaze moves from her head downward, drifting over her as he often finds himself doing.]
I spoke with Obi-Wan. Iorveth has gone to speak to Thranduil in person, but I thought better of doing so myself.
[Not with how volatile his temper is right now. He didn't want to make himself a new enemy.]
[ Poe knew stalking in the night would do him no good. Besides he had busted in on them on their privacy. There seemed to be greater things at stake but he needed to say something. More or less get it off of his chest. He may not have known Rey for long. They were still learning about each other. Kylo Ren had taken the opportunity to hit him low. He knew if Rey were to question him on it he would be honest.
The subject of Rey was why he had been around this tower waiting for that moment to happen to walk across Kylo Ren. That's all he needed. He knew that Rey could take care of herself. He wasn't blind to these things and he did notice Rey putting herself between them. She put herself in front of Kylo Ren protectively. It's not the first time someone has done those motions before.
Relationships is something that can happen within the Resistance. Marriage too. It happens with the freedoms that they are given. There was freedoms here too. He though can't help but want to protect hope, in all ways. Poe is wandering around for what seems like hours when in reality it probably was just minutes. ]
Rey smiles into the kiss, before slowly tugging Ben backwards towards the stairs. She makes it a few steps before pulling away from him and turning to properly climb the stairs, so she doesn't trip and kill them both by accident.
action whaddup
It didn't stop her from looking at the weapons cart a little longingly, though. The swords that she'd only ever seen in display cases at home, not actually meant for any kind of battle. She should've taken Loghain up on his offer. Dammit. ]
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soooo late it just kept getting further buried in my inbox. my bad dude
a few days after they're all settled back in at the Gallows?
In her mind Snoke's holding her hostage in her own body, his power coiling in her brain like an oiled snake. She tries to fight him but his power dwarfs hers so completely all she succeeds in is letting him in deeper, the pain of being sold as a child ripped raw, overlapping with that fear that Ben would just stand there, allowing her to die.
Every bad thing in her life, every betrayal is stripped bare at Snoke's will, and the sound of his laugh rings in her ears as she screams.
She tries to reach out to Ben, some part of her mind desperate for that connection, their bond, needing his help. The walls that she'd built around her mind are down as she's trapped in the dream, her mind screaming just as loudly as she is aloud. ]
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crystal, after returning from the cloudreach rifter arrival
You could have won that fight, with the old man. [ his voice comes through the crystal. ] Do you know what he did that you didn't?
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rey's room//action;
[He makes his way back to the Gallows, leaving Iorveth to his business harassing Thranduil in his office. By the time he reaches Rey's room he's still somewhat a stormcloud of frustration. Most native passerby have had to give him a wide birth, lest he glare them into doing so. When he reaches Rey's room he stops in the doorway, leaning against it to just take a moment to watch her. His dark hair is mussed slightly from running a gloved hand through it, his grim expression completing the overall stressed look he has adopted. His gaze moves from her head downward, drifting over her as he often finds himself doing.]
I spoke with Obi-Wan. Iorveth has gone to speak to Thranduil in person, but I thought better of doing so myself.
[Not with how volatile his temper is right now. He didn't want to make himself a new enemy.]
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action : morning time//encounter
The subject of Rey was why he had been around this tower waiting for that moment to happen to walk across Kylo Ren. That's all he needed. He knew that Rey could take care of herself. He wasn't blind to these things and he did notice Rey putting herself between them. She put herself in front of Kylo Ren protectively. It's not the first time someone has done those motions before.
Relationships is something that can happen within the Resistance. Marriage too. It happens with the freedoms that they are given. There was freedoms here too. He though can't help but want to protect hope, in all ways. Poe is wandering around for what seems like hours when in reality it probably was just minutes. ]
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boops on over here for the inevitable NSFW
Rey smiles into the kiss, before slowly tugging Ben backwards towards the stairs. She makes it a few steps before pulling away from him and turning to properly climb the stairs, so she doesn't trip and kill them both by accident.
"You know I'm always a fan of saving on water."
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