[ Tall, dark, and handsome is a description that fits an honestly absurd number of people on the Moira. Even scratching off that last adjective and replacing it with superpowers and a bad disposition hasn't narrowed things down as much as she'd like.
Alice has been spending her spare time combing the network, cross-referencing the directory, and trying her vain best to guess who's packing a crazy magic punch this time.
But in the end, she doesn't find him by looking. Mero Deck is a small enough place to pass in the hall. ]
Excuse me —
[ She fumbles the pile of books in her arms, offers a half-smile up. Tall, check. Dark, check-check. Bad disposition...? ]
I'm sorry, I don't think we've met. Are you rooming on Mero?
On the morning of the 16th, Kylo Ren will receive a hypospray of fast-penta in his mailbox. It contains two doses and the only information accompanying it is the label affixed to the hypospray.
[ if you have any questions about fast-penta, feel free to comment to that page or hit me up at runawayballista. ]
On the morning of the 17th, Kylo Ren will receive a MID message informing him of a delivery. Padme's dress and accessories collection will be waiting for him in the cargo bay.
[ He's alive—that's the heart of it. Kylo Ren can ignore the man, but his sense of him in the Force never entirely fades.
He should have killed him. With every passing second, his failure becomes more inexcusable.
Go away, he wants to snap. He considers not answering at all, or lying, but he's not going to let someone as insignificant as Han Solo make a liar of him. In the end, he writes only one word: ] Why?
Kylo can probably guess what event led to the question--or maybe he can't, nearly two months after it happened. Who knows? He isn't all that forthcoming about...well, just about anything, in her experience.]
[There are half a dozen questions on the tip of her tongue, but one sticks out more than the rest. You find out eventually, he says, not he finds out.]
Introducing myself to you was a waste of time, wasn't it?
[ There's so much he wants to say to that--I could have, I have done worse--but the way she cycles back to Han Solo reminds him that she's still intent on prying an answer from him. ]
But if we're going to have this conversation, let's have it honestly. We're both stuck on this ship for the foreseeable future. There's no reason to give each other the runaround.
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Date: 2016-03-13 07:30 am (UTC)Alice has been spending her spare time combing the network, cross-referencing the directory, and trying her vain best to guess who's packing a crazy magic punch this time.
But in the end, she doesn't find him by looking. Mero Deck is a small enough place to pass in the hall. ]
Excuse me —
[ She fumbles the pile of books in her arms, offers a half-smile up. Tall, check. Dark, check-check. Bad disposition...? ]
I'm sorry, I don't think we've met. Are you rooming on Mero?
4/16; mailbox
Date: 2016-04-16 02:05 pm (UTC)[ if you have any questions about fast-penta, feel free to comment to that page or hit me up at
Delivery
Date: 2016-04-17 01:29 am (UTC)[voice]
Date: 2016-04-27 03:03 am (UTC)What do you have against Han Solo?
[text]
Date: 2016-04-27 06:11 pm (UTC)He should have killed him. With every passing second, his failure becomes more inexcusable.
Go away, he wants to snap. He considers not answering at all, or lying, but he's not going to let someone as insignificant as Han Solo make a liar of him. In the end, he writes only one word: ] Why?
Re: [text]
Date: 2016-04-27 06:16 pm (UTC)[Leia's not tipping her hand until she has to.
Kylo can probably guess what event led to the question--or maybe he can't, nearly two months after it happened. Who knows? He isn't all that forthcoming about...well, just about anything, in her experience.]
[text]
Date: 2016-04-27 06:25 pm (UTC)[ Unless she offers something in return, that's all he intends to say. ]
Re: [text]
Date: 2016-04-27 06:30 pm (UTC)Introducing myself to you was a waste of time, wasn't it?
[text]
Date: 2016-04-27 08:30 pm (UTC)I thought it might be worthwhile to make your acquaintance anew.
Re: [text]
Date: 2016-04-27 08:54 pm (UTC)[It's worth a try, anyway.]
[text]
Date: 2016-04-27 10:53 pm (UTC)[ How could he have thought this was anything but inevitable? ]
no subject
Date: 2016-04-28 12:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-02 09:19 pm (UTC)You're treasonous and spiteful. You sow discontent and struggle blindly against any authority that isn't your own.
Because you've always feared true power.
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Date: 2016-05-02 10:47 pm (UTC)That's a lot of bantha fodder. I fight any authority that subjugates the galaxy, and I don't do it BLINDLY.
And if true power means throwing unsuspecting men around without explanation, I think I'll be fine without it.
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Date: 2016-05-02 11:34 pm (UTC)Do you.
Which of us knows the future?
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Date: 2016-05-02 11:53 pm (UTC)You expect me to trust the word of an "adversary" who won't even tell me when he's from?
Why don't we start with the facts? THEN you can editorialize.
[The Empire thinks I'm blindly fighting them, too. That doesn't make them right.]
no subject
Date: 2016-05-03 03:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-03 03:41 pm (UTC)But if we're going to have this conversation, let's have it honestly. We're both stuck on this ship for the foreseeable future. There's no reason to give each other the runaround.
no subject
Date: 2016-05-04 03:07 pm (UTC)Are you sure you're equal to the task?
I warn you, I will hold you at your word.
no subject
Date: 2016-05-04 03:15 pm (UTC)Now, let's try this again. What do you have against Han Solo?
no subject
Date: 2016-05-04 03:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-04 03:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-04 03:45 pm (UTC)Does he know you're asking?
no subject
Date: 2016-05-04 04:07 pm (UTC)[She wants to bristle at the question, but she's promised honesty, and she's not going to break her word to Ren.]
I don't tell him everything I do, no.
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Date: 2016-05-04 06:22 pm (UTC)Keep him away from me.