[ She tells Leia, but the older women gives no indication that she has heard Rey. Instead, she has stubbornly absorbed herself in yanking mightily at the door, running on sheer determination. The guards and the reinforcements, for their part, file into the room and bring their bickering with them.
One of them — Dacken, she hears one of the others call him — earns a sharp look from General Organa when he suggests Force suppression. No, not just Force suppression. Force suppression collars to tame him. The allusion to slavery rankles Rey, casting him an offended scowl that has him drawing back in on himself.
They could drug him again, another says, but they lack any knowledge as to whether any medication on the market can tamper with the Force. 'Someone get this door open,' Leia snaps, interrupting them all as their spines go straight. They all look at each other before Dacken heads for the security console, trying uselessly to get the door to release.
It's no match for the Force. Rey's eyes narrow. She knows enough to imitate Kylo Ren, though it still startles her when she reaches out and imagines blasting the door open, expression pinched with focus, and finds that it complies by flying open a moment later. Leia pauses to look at her. Rey steps back, as though she has surprised even herself (undoubtedly, she has) and ignores the probing stares of the others in the room. ]
Be careful.
[ None of them move a muscle, intent on remaining. This time, General Organa does not order them out just yet, understanding the danger that is present. ]
the brattiest bc of those solo genetics
[ She tells Leia, but the older women gives no indication that she has heard Rey. Instead, she has stubbornly absorbed herself in yanking mightily at the door, running on sheer determination. The guards and the reinforcements, for their part, file into the room and bring their bickering with them.
One of them — Dacken, she hears one of the others call him — earns a sharp look from General Organa when he suggests Force suppression. No, not just Force suppression. Force suppression collars to tame him. The allusion to slavery rankles Rey, casting him an offended scowl that has him drawing back in on himself.
They could drug him again, another says, but they lack any knowledge as to whether any medication on the market can tamper with the Force. 'Someone get this door open,' Leia snaps, interrupting them all as their spines go straight. They all look at each other before Dacken heads for the security console, trying uselessly to get the door to release.
It's no match for the Force. Rey's eyes narrow. She knows enough to imitate Kylo Ren, though it still startles her when she reaches out and imagines blasting the door open, expression pinched with focus, and finds that it complies by flying open a moment later. Leia pauses to look at her. Rey steps back, as though she has surprised even herself (undoubtedly, she has) and ignores the probing stares of the others in the room. ]
Be careful.
[ None of them move a muscle, intent on remaining. This time, General Organa does not order them out just yet, understanding the danger that is present. ]