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[vaderstan]

Ben Solo
Kylo Ren

The protein shakes, where are they?

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GENERAL PROMPTS

Redemption arc: Kylo leaving the First Order. Due to either slow burn reasons (Figuring out holy shit I don't want this) or Immediate Issues That Need Solving (Rey's kidnapped, Hux turns on him, etcetc)

Re-adjusting to life in the light/in the Resistance. Whether it goes smoothly or Rough is up to the situation

Early First Order Days. Especially when Snoke was breaking his Ben Solo identity

Ben Solo Pre-First Order

Ben Solo as the most obnoxious Resistance Member idek

Jedi Hippie camp with Luke

BEN AND HIS FAMILY

👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

Becoming king of Porgs and other cute creatures and he doesn't understand why

Becoming his father's son

Also being just like his mother

AND ALSO BEING JUST LIKE LUKE

Rey convinces Kylo to come with her and join the Resistance. The resulting tension and rebuilding of trust in him... As well as Jedi training with her

Interactions with his mother, whether it be from the above scenario, or even reaching out through the force

Poe, Finn and the rest of the Resistance reacting to kylo switching sides. Poe hitting on Kylo and having to give him tons of dumb nicknames because Ren only wants his mom and Rey to call him ben

Kylo being a weird Scary Older Brother to the entire Resistance.

Kylo and Anakin. KYLO AND KENOBI

Discussions/threads with Han Luke and Leia- discussion forgiveness and mistakes

Rebuilding the Jedi Order

Post War Threads

Kylo Ren disappears mysteriously from the war after major internal strife causes the downfall of the First Order. Someone comes across Ben Solo in hiding years later

Kylo on Jakku complaining its hot as balls. Look. I don't know. I'm just saying it would be hilarious

Drunk texts are the best don't tell me otherwise

SHIPPY PROMPTS
SHIPS I AM DOWN FOR
Kylo/Rey hands down

If ur sittin there readin this going "Oh no but so many Reys are bugging them I don't wanna be annoying" I don't fucking care TAG ME

Hand touching

I love you. I know.

Forcebond shenanigans. Kylo or Rey reaching out to touch the other while the other one is busy (GOOD SHIT. GOOD SHIT)

Rey getting seriously injured and separated from the Resistance. Her only option is to force time Kylo

Kylo finding Rey on Ahch'to and them fucking around under luke's nose (Forcebond in person who knows)SMUT HUT

FORCEFULLY GIVING REY A BIRTHDAY AND MAKING HER CELEBRATE IT

Snoke tries to kill kylo in front of rey and it doesn't go like he plans

REY IN A GODDAMN DRESS AND KYLO ACTUALLY NOT KNOWING HOW TO REACT AT ALL

CLEANING HER DUMB HOUSE

Forcebond dreaming shenanigans. Especially if Rey or Kylo are stuck in one anothers nightmares.

Rey finding out how bad Snoke really was.

Visiting Ahch'to together

Empress Rey

Empress Rey Working to secretly undermine the first order

Meeting before TFA/in different circumstances

Fighting/sexual tension/beating each other up. u kno

Just re-enact Pride and Prejudice with me

Either one suffering from insomnia and helping the other sleep

Public Sex

Weird DubCon Sex (Rey taking advantage of Kylo I'm freely admitting to my trash)

SHIPS I AM MAYBE ON
Kylo/Poe: I'm not of the fanon that Ben or Poe knew each other as kids. If you want to play that, talk with me first, we'll need to hash out details. If you wanna do hateship, that's fine too. Again. I'd like to be consulted first
Kylo/Hux: This is such a huge maybe it's almost a no. I am not down for fluffy Kylo/Hux. I don't think Kylo or Hux secretly love each other and that takes form in them wanting to murder each other when they walk into a room and see each other. I do not think Kylo wants anything to do with Hux's dick Ever. I only see this happening as Hux taking advantage of Kylo when he's emotionally compromised and unprotected without Snoke keeping Hux in line.
So Kylux is only a "cool lets do it" if you are willing to play out something unhealthy, toxic, with a huge dose of hate and manipulation. Kylo/ANYONE ELSE: Not against pretty much any other ship, but Kylo's a hard dude to ship with for. A lot of reasons. Talk with me first, and I'll see if we can work something out.

CHARACTERS/CROSSOVERS

I'm fine with every and any star wars characters. If you are doing something from the EU I request that you just have enough info in your profile so I know what your character's deal is

AU characters are fine. I'm not really into Gender Bent characters (sorry y'all), again-- I just need info in your profile about the AU (Unless it's discussed w me before hand)

I Herald from disney princess beginnings. Give me all your princesses I think this combo is fucking hilarious

Brienne of Tarth because i'm still laughing about it

God I will add more later. Really just tag me.

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YES

text messages, actionspam, lengthy brackets, prose.

ous/ au/ all us tbh

previous meme or psl continuations / sequels / c&ping a starter i never replied to.

EMOTIONALLY HEAVY BULLSHIT

FLUFF

contact me if i drop a tag you want picked up

Angst

redemption arcs

intense emotionally heavy threads

Smut

general

hurt comfort

Kylo or Rey getting injured

Kylo being a huge fucking brat.

if there's anything you're not sure about, ask!

NO

Rape.

Dull RP.

Taking this character WAY TOO SERIOUSLY.

Me doing the work of moving a scene along

rape/non-con. Especially with Kylo as the aggressor (This can be changed with prior discussion and prior threading)

scatophilia, emetophiloa, necrophilia.

gender/sexuality play.

degradation involving racism or ablism.

power-gaming and ooc dick-measuring contests.

AUs with no information

OCs with no information

Maybe

Dub con

torture

killing

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APPEARANCEINFOHERE

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Mental health

I know everyone and their mom with an armchair psychologist degree wants to diagnose Kylo Ren/Ben Solo with whatever mental illness checks all the boxes. I know Bipolar and Borderline personality disorder are two popular illnesses to cite when it comes to his mental health. Along with a healthy dose of citing him as a sociopath/psychopath. However, I'm not going to be using those illnesses/personality disorders in how I play Kylo. While they fit on paper, I don't believe "what's wrong with him" presents in the correct fashion in canon for any one of the above listed issues.

I believe Kylo Ren/Ben Solo is suffering from: Recurring Chronic Major Depression it could be passed down through their family given what we know of Anakin and what happened with Luke; Post Traumatic Stress Disorder From his force powers manifesting with him having little control over it as a kid, from being sent away to Luke after his mother couldn't handle him on her own anymore, from his father leaving one day and never coming back, from having a voice whispering in his head his entire life, from that voice being a predator who preyed on his weaknesses and molded him into what he wanted Ben to be, from Luke Skywalker holding a lightsaber above his head, from abuse after abuse from Snoke, and probably a Ton more. Abandonment issues stemming first from his parents (And quite probably friends he had who left for whatever reason, or bridges he burned on his own) and then just. The entire force tbh. And abandonment issues is where he gets his unchecked rage, he, in canon, is quite literally triggered into a rage whenever he confronts someone who he felt abandoned him, or when he feels rejected or left behind. Finally he is a victim of Brainwashing and indoctrination from Snoke. Snoke is a narcissist who was using Kylo as a means to an end, it's been stated and shown that he was ready to kill Kylo after the Last Jedi since he had become unbalanced and unpredictable. If you don't agree with what I am saying here (Which is fine :) ), then I suggest you don't play with me. I am fairly confident in this being the way I see and play Kylo.

I play him as having triggers. I won't get into the reasoning behind each one, but i'll specify the specifics which come to mind: Abandonment (Perceived or real), his family, loss of control (Physically, emotionally, mentally, through the force)

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this thread is a fucking travesty. burn it to the ground. Make a 20 minute youtube video about it

[vaderstan]

[ The drug dulls things, but doesn't eliminate the sensation. He can feel muscles being stretched and torn. He's nearly numb to the way Hux hits him for yelling and some part of him is insulted by the gesture.

There's no pleasure to be found in this, certainly. Hux isn't taking his time or putting any care to make sure Kylo's enjoying himself. He's ruthless and cruel, driving in and it's all Kylo can do to grit his teeth.

Rey's voice brings him back to her. Her-- he can focus on that. Follow that instruction. Despite everything else he leans into her hand as much as he can, grateful for the cool touch of her palm. It's then he realizes he's also feverish.

He wants to talk to her-- so desperately, despite the way his breath is catching in his throat every time Hux's hips snap against him; Despite the tears forming in the corners of his eyes; Despite everything.

Then Hux pulls at Kylo's hips, lifting his ass up higher into the air and he starts to tug at his cock. There's no way Kylo can hold back the whimper that causes. ]

YOU AGREED. **EXCITEDLY**. I ASKED YOU WHICH THREAD YOU WANTED TO DO YOU SAID THIS

[vaderstan]

[ A weak noise as his body betrays him. He doesn't want this. He doesn't want this. He doesn't want this. It's a mantra in his head and he can feel Rey wanting to take his place and-- it's a confusing mix of emotions. Tears well up and his breath is nearing to a sob. Hux is enjoying all of this from his position, but he's blessedly shut out by Rey's proximity. ]

'S my fault.

[ A whisper he has to struggle to push out as Hux works his body. Punishment be damned. He wouldn't let her live thinking she caused this.

He chose this. He knows he did. ]

I have receipts. I can look this shit up

[vaderstan]

[ He can still feel Hux moving inside of him, stroking him and bringing him closer to finish. The closer he gets the more he feels shame in looking at Rey, letting her see or experience any of this--

Could she feel it?

There's more panic and for a moment he struggles until Hux shoves him down again.

'Maybe if you had behaved I would have sucked you dry--'

He tries to blot the words from his mind, blink away the tears, not be such a fucking wreck. What the hell was going to happen after this? He has to imagine the only reason he's so lucid is because Rey is here. Was he supposed to just forget? Was Hux planning on trying to make this a regular thing?

Or had he finally planned on ending him?

He can't gather those thoughts so neatly as they float in and out of his mind. Instead he focuses on her again. What he can see and feel of her. The images of her hair brushing her shoulders, the look of her in that small box when she came for him, how it felt fighting by her side, her hand-- He tries to hold on to that as Hux's hips gain tempo, a more punishing rhythm, harsh and bruising. The feel of him coming inside of him.

His eyes squeeze shut because now that Hux is finished, all he has left to feel is his hand jerking him off and-- He doesn't want to come. Not with Rey watching. Not like this. ]

Me: Oh hey. I'm gonna have free time. /offers several thread ideas/ Ellie: Let's do the garbage dump

[vaderstan]

[ He wants this to be over. He wants this to be over and he wishes Rey hadn't been here to see any of it. He's assaulted by the memory of Snoke in his mind as Hux plays his body-- he feels his release coil and tighten within him and--

It's ridiculous. He wasn't saving himself, he never thought of it like that. He certainly never thought of going out and seeking a warm body to fuck but-- all these philosophical debates, things which were options to him are ripped away so suddenly. Rey's right here and he feels so alone. He wants her here in the flesh. He wants to hold her and fade away and erase everything that arrived him at this point. He tugs at her hand weakly and his lips are pressed together in concentration.

Finally Hux's hand finds the right rhythm, or perhaps the right way to rub over him specifically, tease at his head and which angle is best-- and he comes. The noise he makes is a whimpering release of breath more than anything else. A pitiful noise to end this on, too afraid to get a rise out of Hux's ire.

He's just hoping the General finally leaves. That maybe he can gather himself up and maybe lay in the refresher under scalding hot water until his skin is red and raw. ]

Maybe this is the proof i need that tifa and ellie are not the same person. OR MAYBE ITS PROOF U ARE

[vaderstan]

[ He hardly notices, honestly. He's not sure he ate anything for dinner now that he thinks about it- but it's not as if he's thinking straight right now. For this moment, he's trying to pull himself more on his bed. Will his vision to stop spinning, give him some sort of reprieve.

Maybe the worst part is honestly how familiar this all felt. That he feels so used and numb. That Rey got to see him so stripped bare and--

He tries to speak to say it's fine. Because it is fine. She shouldn't have witnessed that, somehow she saw this and it was his fault and her own disgust was understandable. His voice doesn't come, however. Just a harsh scratching breath and he realizes he's crying.

It's like he's twenty-three and bent before Snoke again. Broken apart, forced to submit, told it's what he deserves. ]

Double athena or horatio? also this tag is my revenge

[vaderstan]

[ Honestly-- he's not sure what he wants. He's realized he wants her all at once at the same time of this horrific thing. An admission that now feels sick or tainted and-- he doesn't have the energy to process any of it. He's no longer in the brace position, the event has crashed and everything hits him at once.

It's a miracle if Rey could dodge every thought and memory going through his head-- this right here is Kylo Ren shattering.

He did this to himself. He invited in the dark. He came like a simpering pathetic thing to Snoke's feet. He put on the mask. He killed his father. And then he met a girl and killed his master and stayed in the snake pit.

He knew he couldn't trust Hux and he chose Hux over Rey.

He can't form words, coherent sentences, barely even a tangible thought. When she draws closer his hand tries to reach for her, but he's still slow and sluggish and just--- not entirely there. ]

my revenge was swift and oh so bitter. like Sugar Water https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EN9auBn6Jys

[vaderstan]

[ He's clinging to that hand, as hard as he can. He's devolving, quickly. He wants to stop himself and pull it together for her, but his voice is gone. He's shaking and near hyperventilation, heart practically beating out of his chest.

He's trying to coach himself back, find his balance and center and-- it works enough so that though the bond he can share the map of the last star system he knew they'd been in. It's disjointed and sloppy, but he's not really in the mindset to give her much more. ]

Guess ur just gonna have to..... Shake it off.

[vaderstan]

[ She's the only thing keeping him anchored there. Real and solid, tears will gather against her hand and he's still having trouble with his breath. He's not certain who is holding on to the bond-- or if this is some twisted gift for both of them from the Force.

His eyes close again. He needs a shower. A long one. He need clothes and to vomit so maybe he didn't feel sick anymore and he needs her. ]

D-- [ Every syllable is a struggle ] --Don't leave me.

[ Soft and weak and there is no ideology now. What ever beliefs he held didn't matter as he lay on his bed, in pain, torn open. Whatever plans he had dreamed of, Hux had just pulled a move which had completely eliminated Kylo as a player. At least for a good long while.

Snoke, as much as Kylo had mixed feelings about the being-- he'd sheltered him. Kept him tucked close and "safe". As safe as anyone could ever be when living on the whims of a narcissistic abuser. At the very least Snoke had never violated him to this degree bodily. Mentally, spiritually was a whole different matter, but he could compartmentalize it. He was safe. With no Snoke-- with no Luke he was the safest he had felt in years.

Only for that to be ripped from him as well.

He groans, softly, pulling his hand from hers and wanting to find her. A shoulder, a waist. Anything. Their connection is shaking and weak, but he needs her. ] Jus' you.

[ A child lost and searching for comfort. Maybe that's what he's been this entire time. ]

[vaderstan]

[ The drug hits his system in waves. Lapping over his mind and threatening to drown him and then easing just enough so he can catch a breath. She has to go, he know she does. Vaguely he knows he made her promise. He knows she wants to come get him. Her resolution lifts the haze and he feels her panic and fear and-- can he even move? He's not sure.

He tugs her close, he'd climb into her lap if he was able to-- but for now it's not just the comfort he seeks but... ] Th'door.

[ His mind is fried, hers isn't. He draws on her strength to try and bring his side more into focus. She could probably fuck with his lock if he can keep it together for long enough. ]

[purpose]

I've got it.

[ Or — well, she's adamantly trying to get it, loathe as she is to release her hold. His surroundings wax and wane once she stands to attention, an amorphous blob of metal and durasteel, but a burst of power from him brings the hydraulic door and its accompanying keypad into view.

Dimly, she notes that she won't have his lock-code for when she arrives. That's an obstacle easily overcome once she arrives on his flagship; for now, she makes quick work of activating it to bar entry. A high-pitched chime in the system confirms that her efforts haven't been in vain and lets her breathe easier. ]

It's — [ But she doesn't have time to speak. The room has begun to flicker like a mirage, caving in on itself, in forewarning. The connection is going to snap — and soon. ] Ben?

[ And then he's gone, disappearing from view. The unpleasant stench of vomit hits her senses when she returns to her room, but she spends no time mopping the mess. Leia will understand her disappearance, she tells herself; what she'll relay to Finn, to the others... she'll leave that for later, when there's room for anything but retrieving Ben in her brain. Without changing from her sleeping clothes, she starts for the door, calling her lightsaber along the way to the hangar.

And collides with Poe Dameron along the way, drenched in a combination of sweat and grease, and reeking of both. 'Hey', he greets, winded from the impact. 'Where are you —' ]

General Organa is sending me on a retrieval mission, [ she interrupts, without missing a beat. It should bother her that she's able to lie so smoothly to him, with Poe none the wiser as he nods along as if it were the most obvious answer in the galaxy in spite of the late, questionable hour. 'Don't do anything I wouldn't do', he cautions with the swagger she's come to expect, but Rey can't bring herself to return his grin. If he suspects anything is amiss, he doesn't give much warning other than a thoughtful glance at her retreating back as it disappears into the Falcon. ]

leaves this shit wide open lol im helpul

[vaderstan]

[ She disappears and the drugs hit him full force. It's not pretty and thank god he was turned on his side, because now it's his turn to vomit and--

Honestly there's not much more he could do but pass out.

He's not sure how long he was out- he is sure no one else came into the room. He's still in the same position he passed out in. There's dried vomit and-- well. He's barely holding it together. His brain is still a mess. He's not sure which parts happened and which parts were an over active mind. All that means is he's sure that he made up Rey's presence, a pitiful attempt to keep himself sane. And here he was, relying on a woman who felt nothing but apathy towards him to comfort him.

The saddest part is, all this self-loathing is all that keeps him from spiraling into another panic. He plucks himself up from his bed, arms and legs still screaming, he still feels torn and used, but now he has to consider the fact that he's dehydrated and once he's able to reach the refresher and turn on steaming hot water it's a relief.

He can't even stand, honestly. Just slides to the floor and lets the spray overwhelm him, turn his skin pink and help the filth slide off of him.

His eyes close and he realizes whatever it was isn't fully out of his system. Hux had chosen whatever drug he used wisely, he had to give him that much. It probably was in his plan to return, and do what-- his mind can't begin to go there.

Fortunately the sound of the shower reduces his world to white noise. And he doesn't hear someone struggle to try and get his door open. ]

meanwhile: my messy ode to star wars' need for rebels to always steal uniforms and blurring details

[purpose]

[ She doesn't know how long it takes.

The navicomputers have calculated the route through hyperspace for her based on the distorted section of a map he'd given her, but time as a unit has lost all meaning. Whether the journey spans two hours or sixteen, it seems to drag on for an eternity before she's boarded his flagship. The officer that greets her meets the sharp point of her elbow from behind, skull rattling around as her head bounces off of the wall in front of her. There will be more coming, she knows; she can sense their encroaching presence as she disrobes quickly and struggles with the clasps of the uniform, barely tucked into trousers when the door hisses open to a swarm of stormtroopers. ]

Stand down. [ Her ragged breathing and flushed face earns her a few glances spared between them, unsure. Stepping to the side hastily, she blocks their view of the woman that had come to inspect her escape pod, limp and sprawled out on the floor. ] And report back to your stations. It was a false alarm.

[ 'Sir', one of them starts, and Rey steps forward. ]

You're wasting my time, [ she warns lowly, and that threat seems to be all she needs to issue before he steps back. 'Uh,' he stammers, and looks to his fellow soldiers. 'You heard her. Report back to your stations'. Now isn't the time to wonder how mistreated they must be if snapping in their direction is all she needs to drive them off, but she does frown at their backs as she watches them backtrack and disperse. How they hadn't noticed the lightsaber bulging the front of her trousers after being hastily shoved into the back of it, she'll never know.

One step of the plan down, then.

The second is easier; all she has to do is follow Ben's signature to his door and the signs of wear and tear it shows, as though someone had intended to tamper with it. Scuff marks mar the paneling to its side, a sign that it had been nearly been pried from the wall. Rey considers doing the same, searching for the wires she needs to reroute to override the magnolock, but she settles for pounding her fist against the door.

When that proves futile, she strikes the button to the intercom over and over, hearing it chime from behind the closed door of his quarters to alert him. ]

Saddest fact of this thread so far: Kylo cannot properly appreciate Rey in uniform

[vaderstan]

[ He jolts back awake. Unsure of how along he'd been in the shower, his fingers are pruney and his mind's still a mess. Probably not that long all things considered, his sense of time is just-- severely fucked up right now.

At the very least the water isn't running cold because water doesn't run cold for Supreme Leaders.

But the sound of banging sends a surge of panic as he realizes he's still in no shape to fight anyone off and--

It's Rey.

Only when he's sliding back down on the tile does he realize he was trying to push himself to his feet to the first place. And really, her signature alone is like a balm, draining every strained muscle ready for attack from him.

He wants to get up. But he's not in great shape. He sends her a ping instead, a nudge in the force giving her the permission to just barge in however she saw fit.

He's safe now. ]

or make fun of the stupid little hat in the first order uniforms

[purpose]

[ Well, alright.

After a moment of consideration, she sets herself to the task of wrenching away the wall's plating to dig around in the mess of wires contained inside. Overriding his door is a less harrowing option when she remembers she's here and present, now. A tangible barrier between Hux and Ben, should he have the audacity and grotesque urge to return.

Electricity arcs from the door's circuits when she ultimately manages to blow its fuses and force it ajar. There won't be any saving it now, but she does have the foresight to manually draw it closed with a grunting, strained sound once she's entered the room. With that out of the way, she makes an immediate beeline toward the white noise of his shower, pattering hard against tile.

— All without looking elsewhere. A peripheral look is enough to alert her to his mussed sheets, still stained with the evidence of the night previous, and make her stomach slosh uncomfortably. ]

Ben? [ She pokes her head around the corner and squints through the layers of steam, and then thinks better of it. Intruding on him feels horribly, horribly wrong. Her head swings to the side suddenly, uneasily fixing her gaze on the wall. ] Tell me what you need me to do.

Or yell about how someone called her Sir.

[vaderstan]

[ Once he starts to work his tongue is when he realizes his mouth tastes like he ate battery acid. It's not pleasant, but nothing is pleasant right now, so he keeps trudging forward. Forcing his mouth and voice to work. ]

Come here. [ Even his voice is wrecked. He needs so many things right now. So many. Clothes. His teeth brushed. A glass of water. Like some ice cream and a nice blanket. And a hug????? Oh my god thank god bracket text is getting kinda comedic again MAYBE THE WORST IS OVER. ] It's okay.

[ Even in his wrecked state he can feel how spooked she is. How flighty and frightened for him she is and-- Really. If it was her it was okay. He's okay. ]

or lecture her about a half-assed plan

[purpose]

[ It isn't okay. Nothing feels okay, including the comfort he extends to her when it should be the reverse. Rather than dwell on it, she steps forward and into the oppressive heat of the bathroom, a spooked animal consoled by his invitation.

Ben is a fuzzy outline behind the shower door, casting a broad shadow. Rey averts her gaze from even that, crouching in order to seat herself against the door in question, spine pressed to the glass's hard surface. ]

We can't stay long, [ she says, for lack of anything else to offer while she picks at invisible lint on her trousers. Of course the First Order's uniforms would be too pristine and pressed to collect lint. More than that, if she turns her attention to the half-baked plan she's begun to form, she can lend him some hope that there's an end in sight. An escape. A safe haven he can turn to. ] I knocked out one of their officers. They'll know I'm on-board soon enough.

[ But there's no telling if his shaky legs can support his own weight, let alone walk. On second thought, she hasn't thought this entirely through, but — she'll find a way to overcome the obstacles in front of them. ]

Or assist her in chopping huxes bits into tiny pieces.

[vaderstan]

[ He nods, even if she can't hear him nod. But give him a minute he's got a lot to process here. There's a whole surreal quality to this and he's not convinced that he isn't hallucinating this yet. But this hallucination seems kinder than his current reality, so he's willing to play along.

Slick skin pressed to wet tile and he strains to push himself up. His strength is coming back, but there are aches and pains which remind him of the night previous that are unpleasant and unwelcome. He wishes the scar Rey gifted him with was still fresh, still at the point where if he made a certain expression or twisted his mouth in just the right way it would sting and remind him of her. Instead he has to settle to roll his tongue across his teeth as he shakily makes it up to his feet and manages to stumble forward and turn off the jet of water.

As soon as it stops he misses it.

He wants to stay hunched over for longer, as long as it took to gain his bearings back, but he doesn't have that luxury right now. Possibly Actually Real Rey has warned him they are in danger and he is going to follow her. So he pushes himself from the wall to make his way to the glass door, his hand hitting the glass a bit harder than he means to and. He will be able to walk out of here, but he's going to need some assistance in finding his legs. ]