sololoquy: (are you deranged like me)
ĸylo ren ([personal profile] sololoquy) wrote in [community profile] epidemiology 2016-10-12 05:39 am (UTC)

[Ren's mouth clips shut almost immediately, shoulders straightening backward and spine stiffening. Not because she had the courage to stand up to him, but on the matter as to which she chose to call him out on. In truth, it had nothing to do with the machiavellian futuristic version of her that he'd briefly managed to spend time with before things returned to normal -- it had simply been what he'd known of her, the harsh environment she came from, the need to defend herself at every turn.

He had willfully pushed the entire ordeal to the back of his mind, and had not expected her to bring it up. Briefly, his nose wrinkles, as he tries to figure out how to reply back to her -- whether to address it, or to ignore it.]


You forget that I have seen your mind before. I know where you come from. I know all I need to know about you.

[He does not use her name, because she had tried to goad him into it. He does not use her name, because he can't tell if she wants him to or not.

There is a hanging pause between them, thoughts filled with the purple lightsaber -- the reminder of the dark enveloping him again, through her coaxing. The momentary horror he'd experienced, waking up in his own robes with his memories absolved and the whispers gone.

She could know nothing of that.]

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