sololoquy: (narrow streets of cobblestone)
ĸylo ren ([personal profile] sololoquy) wrote in [community profile] epidemiology 2016-10-18 07:50 am (UTC)

But they didn't.

[Her words nettle, but they don't sting. He'd only ever lusted after the approval of everyone around him, but becoming the sword arm of Supreme Leader Snoke had taught him to treasure fear as much as he treasured love. Neither was in great supply here, and it was slowly eating at him the longer he spent in the presence of the rest of the Audentes.

Something in his chest shifts when he thinks about it all. How long it'd been since he had heard the Supreme Leader's whispers that he had come to find soothing. How long it had been since Captain Phasma looked to him for orders in the absence of General Hux. How long it had been since the galaxy knelt before him.]


None of you do.

[It comes out bitter, for that is really what he is. If he thought hard enough about it, he might take defeat to be returned to comfort.]

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