strong_enough (strong_enough) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2016-02-08 20:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, kytana montrose, ~kylo ren |
Who: Kylo Ren & OPEN
When: Afternoon
Where: Main City
What: Meandering the Streets
Rating: TBD
OPEN
Maybe a second chance wasn't so bad. He did have unfinished business to do. Or maybe this was that opportunity to change himself for the better, the opportunity you never got. Kylo Ren stood in his new home...whatever it was, it didn't feel like a home, it certainly wasn't his, and it had nothing that belonged to him in it except his ripped up robes, saber, and helmet. He paced often, waiting for the ridiculous communicator to beep and for it to be Hux on the other end coming to pick him up, for Snoke to have some order, for any of his Knights comrades to have news.
It was boring civilian chatter he had lowered himself to using and responding to so he didn't go absolutely insane by himself. The Jedi had provided useful information, as had the young woman Katherine, among others...but he had to see this place for himself. No more hiding away waiting for rescue. There would be none. He believed Katherine. What purpose did she have to lie? What purpose did that traitorous trooper have to be scared? Unless they were stuck here. Together.
Wearing civilian garb was one of the strangest experiences Kylo Ren had had in a while. Yet somehow it all at least seemed to be in his color palette; dark. Somehow he dressed himself in a button-up shirt in charcoal, a pair of rather nice black slacks, a glossy black belt, and midnight black dress shoes. Well, it wasn't his robe and they weren't his boots but it would do. No one would recognize him, to say the least, less they were Sensitive. Maybe he had a chance to blend in? Ugh, that didn't sound appetizing. Neither did attempting to rule an island.
An island.
It was hardly worth a sneeze.
So Kylo Ren left the home with a bang of the door behind him, saber on his hip for he didn't dare travel without it but he felt otherwise unrecognizable. Maybe he should go by a new name? An old name? No. Disgusting. He banished the thought as his hands fit into his pockets tiredly and he began his exploration.