[Rey bangs hard on a loose part — both to prove that she is working, fuck you very much, and also because it gives her great satisfaction to imagine that she's banging his stupid head. But then she closes her eyes and goes back to counting her heartbeats until she's calm. Don't let him get a rise out of you, Han had told her. Though she had resented — and still resents — the imperative, when really it's Kylo Ren who should be told not to be awful to other people, the manta nonetheless steadies her, keeps her calm.
There's no reason to react to what he's saying. She's safe in the heart of the Millennium Falcon, surrounded by its comforting hum. It doesn't matter if anyone else is on her side; as long as she has a ship to work on, she has everything she needs.]
[She's meditating. No one taught her to do that, and now she's getting away from him. He's losing.
He waits. Her mind calms further and his own mind begins to spark with annoyance, then anger. He needs an outlet. He needs something more than this overwhelming sense that he has lost control of his life and, right now, the quickest way to feel in control is to step back and crunch the Falcon's walls inward with a yell and a sharp gesture. A good meter of the paneling above Rey—far enough above her to pose no physical threat—buckles inward. The screech echoes through the halls.
[You sick, twisted psycho freak. Rey clutches her wrench, ready to use it to defend herself, but she doesn't emerge to confront him about that violent temper tantrum of his. There's a difference between courage and pointlessly walking into a dangerous situation.]
[ It should be unsurprising that the resonating sound gains attention, and perhaps equally unsurprising that it's Chewbacca that comes to find out just what the hell is happening. Seriously, they just got the ship back, can we not get straight to trashing it?
He comes down the corridor and spots both the buckled panel and Ben at once, making it reasonably clear what's just happened. If wookiees were more given to sighing, this is where he would do so.
Instead, he ventures a steady, firm growl. It's carefully even and questioning, asking for an explanation while trying not to escalate whatever's happened here by being too confrontational or accusatory. ]
[ A conversation. Right. Perfectly normal chat, no doubt.
He looks at the damaged panel, and then back to Ben. The warbling cry is a further line of inquiry, just as to why the ship became involved in the conversation. ]
Something needed to be destroyed. It may as well be this prison.
[Or, you know. Kylo Ren may have felt that it was necessary to lash out at something so symbolic of the past that he doesn't want to acknowledge. For what it's worth, he'll behave better after D'Qar.]
[Oh he did not just call this ship a prison. Never mind the fact that, before she realized this ship was the Millennium Falcon, she called it garbage (or the fact that, after D'Qar, she will also view it as a sort of prison. But her reasons are better! And she's not the kind of monster who would take it out on a perfectly innocent ship!]
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There's no reason to react to what he's saying. She's safe in the heart of the Millennium Falcon, surrounded by its comforting hum. It doesn't matter if anyone else is on her side; as long as she has a ship to work on, she has everything she needs.]
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He waits. Her mind calms further and his own mind begins to spark with annoyance, then anger. He needs an outlet. He needs something more than this overwhelming sense that he has lost control of his life and, right now, the quickest way to feel in control is to step back and crunch the Falcon's walls inward with a yell and a sharp gesture. A good meter of the paneling above Rey—far enough above her to pose no physical threat—buckles inward. The screech echoes through the halls.
There. That was satisfying.]
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He comes down the corridor and spots both the buckled panel and Ben at once, making it reasonably clear what's just happened. If wookiees were more given to sighing, this is where he would do so.
Instead, he ventures a steady, firm growl. It's carefully even and questioning, asking for an explanation while trying not to escalate whatever's happened here by being too confrontational or accusatory. ]
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Kylo is relatively calm (relatively) as he turns to face Chewbacca. The senseless act of destruction felt good.] Rey and I were having a conversation.
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[Rey's not going to emerge from her safe space. Let Chewbacca handle the lunatic.]
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He looks at the damaged panel, and then back to Ben. The warbling cry is a further line of inquiry, just as to why the ship became involved in the conversation. ]
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[Or, you know. Kylo Ren may have felt that it was necessary to lash out at something so symbolic of the past that he doesn't want to acknowledge. For what it's worth, he'll behave better after D'Qar.]
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