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[obumbravit]

[The feed opens to the sound of water and heavy breathing, sloshing up and then covering the speaker of Kylo Ren's communicator. He kicks hard, freeing himself from the wreckage of his Tie Silencer, which has just crashed in a shallow bay off the coast, a large rock punctured right through the side of it, fire licking at the console. He shrugs off his cape, which is jammed between the chair and the rock, before he hauls himself out of the cockpit, splashing into the waist deep water.

The communicator floats a few inches away, before he cuts off the video with the wide span of his hand, and there's only sound of him stumbling and sloshing to shore before it's thrown along with a bundle of wet clothing into the sand. The feed is at an angle pitched at the tall man as he sheds his coat and then his undershirt and arm guards, bruises already blossoming over his scar covered torso. Once free of the heavy fabric he grabs his communicator which is, conveniently, already showing connected. His face is cut in half by a nasty twisted scar, blood smeared on his forehead. ]

Hux. [He’s trying to catch his breath, and squints at the sun and sand, the heat intense. He doesn’t recognize any of the surroundings, and hadn’t been anywhere near a planet to have accidentally ran into it to begin with. And it wasn’t like someone could hide an entire planet could they?] I need an immediate recovery. 

[There's no response of course, and he frowns at the communicator, his eyebrows furrowing as he paws some blood off his forehead, looking at his gloved fingers for half a second before he taps a few buttons on  the device. What ever frequency he's on, it's not the one the First Order uses. He sucks at his teeth, the muscles of his jaw working as he changes tones, straightening up. ]

If there is anyone on this line. Answer me.

Comments

[obumbravit]

Isn't that why you do most things? For food?

[ There's an ever so slight smile on his lips, but he doesn't look at her, one that promptly fades as she defends the resistance pilot.]

I think you're resourceful enough that you would have been fine, with or without him.

[floatingrocks]

He's acting God of Fire, so say what you will of me, but that can't be the case for everyone else here.

[She kicks at a lump of sand--a crab's burrow? She hasn't seen much in the way of animals, here, now that she thought about it.]

And I don't do most things for food! What do you know?! [She hates the way her voice goes up in pitch, like a whiny child arguing with an adult.]

[obumbravit]

I've seen your memories Rey.

[ He reminds her, his lips pulling into a soft frown. He sighs, looking over his shoulder at the wreckage of his ship. ]

Where did you crash? Between the two we may be able to leave together.

[ Without Poe of course. ]

[floatingrocks]

Around-about where you crashed, I'd say. [With a sudden jerk she stops, pivoting a heel to look back where Kylo's ship remained in flames.] None of the scrap has washed up yet...don't know if it will. This place doesn't work lime it's supposed to.

[She pauses, staring in silence at the ship. Under any other circumstance a ruined First Order ship would be a welcome sight.] I wonder...

[She slowly turns back around, deliberating her words.] If there's a god of caf, and of communication...perhaps there'd be one for transport? A shrine, I mean.

[obumbravit]

And these thrones are just free for the taking? [ He paces his words, narrowing his eyes just slightly. ] If that's the case we should find that shrine if we want to get off this rock.

[floatingrocks]

Assuming it even exists. [Rey sends him a pointed look before continuing.] I haven't seen one, and who's to say that it would work the way we want it to?

[obumbravit]

[ Kylo squints at the sun again, frowning ] Are you able to make it cooler? Or does it just exist because you exist?

[floatingrocks]

[She grimaces remorsefully, her nose scrunching at the question. She swings her arms sheepishly as she puts forth the effort to keep up with him.]

If there's a way for me to dial it back, I haven't learned how yet.

[obumbravit]

[ Then it's unlikely they're going to be able to control that throne if they even do find it.]

Where have you been living?

[ What ever bad luck had brought them here, he's more than a little appreciative of the opportunity to try and win her confidence back. ]

[floatingrocks]

[She shrugs.] I usually retire at the Throne of Summer - the 'throne' itself is pretty relaxing to kick back in.

[Her lips broaden to a smile as she looks up to the clear skies.] And the offerings I get from the natives are pretty great - fruits I never even knew existed.