Ren Waugh-Solo (behindthemask) wrote in thedisplaced, @ 2017-02-24 12:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, kylo ren / ben solo |
Kylo Ren Narrative
Who: Kylo Ren
When: His arrival, morning
Where: Shooting Star, then Coruscant
What: #priorities
Rating: Low
Status: COMPLETE.
The granite of the training center had been replaced by rich tapestries and the seats of a theater primed mostly for humanoid species. The droid in front of him was not unusual, and for a split instant Kylo believed himself in the midst of a dream or vision, but then as if a dream he had once known but since forgotten, the memories of an island floated back in, the oppressive heat, and that sense of darkness that had pressed against his skull, not like Snoke, not with the familiarity of Snoke, but with an alien sense behind it. Hux, and his incessant whining about sharing space with Kylo, and then the holding cells, and the place without Hux, and now this place with its opulence and droids telling him that he was staying on a star cruise. Another unrequested jump then. Objective, locate Hux. Reaching out in the Force he couldn’t find anything that felt remotely like the General’s presence. A presence that felt all the more familiar here with the memory of the dream of the island pushing solid against his consciousness again. There were other memories there, memories that Kylo was not going to dwell on. No Hux then. Or if he were here, he was being shielded. But there were others – that were familiar and he had sensed before on the island. Ben’s parents. His grandmother, and he was fairly certain his grandfather as well. Kenobi. After all the talk Hux had given him about how they were stronger separate than apart when they were on the island, he seemed to have not shown up here now. Fine. Kylo didn’t need Hux, or anyone else for that matter. He was in a starship and the starship was docked at Coruscant, whatever that meant, it meant there would be subspace messaging capabilities, and perhaps the ability to get in touch with Hux. He ignored the directive to find his room, choosing instead to stalk out of the theater and into the ship. The language on the signs was unfamiliar and Kylo cursed under his breath as he instead reached out in the Force to see if he could get a sense of direction from the people in the ship itself. Three women gave him an odd look and a berth of several meters and he was reminded that he had on his mask still. But then again, it would prove useful if he ended up on the ground more than likely, and so he left it on. It had been a menace on the Island, but right now it just felt like extra protection, and there was a sense of exiting a few floors down, if he was reading things correctly. It had been years since he had been to Coruscant, and even then, it had not been a planet that he had spent a great deal of time on. Still, it was familiar, and he could deal with this. Calling an air taxi to the platform was easy enough and he folded himself into the back, telling the driver where he wished to go. The government and senate districts would have what he was looking for… which was some indication of where they were and when it was. A question that he would not have asked under normal circumstances, but felt perfectly reasonable under the memories that he had. There were ways of communication as well, and it was that he would look for next. If Hux was not on the ship, perhaps he was with the First Order elsewhere, and while Kylo could not feel Snoke – a possible indication that he was not in his own time – he needed to ensure that this was the case before he made any other decisions. And that it put off dealing with any of the potential people who might know him, all of whom were likely dubiously trustworthy – which was to say not remotely trustworthy – then all the better. Contact the First Order – Hux – and then determine a plan from there. He pressed the notion into the driver’s mind that he had already handed over his credits, and disembarked near what had at one time, or perhaps still was, it was unclear the Galactic Senate. He prompted the driver to speed off, and then did not glance back as he made his way towards the glistening dome of a building. |