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Supremacy, 34ABY
Weeks or so had passed since my last meeting with Kylo Ren. Still a prisoner, I had since been moved to Snoke's main star destroyer Supremacy. My cell was similar if somewhat bigger and had a window which allowed myself and Pibble to look out at the billions of stars across the galaxy. This was an activity Pibble seemed to enjoy more than myself. It was difficult to place the time of day when floating through the universe, meaning that it seemed to drag even more than usual. The only thing that appeared to indicate any essence of time was when food arrived and even then it wasn't an event I anticipated highly. I was given two meals a day, one early in the morning and the other late in the evening, the majority of which would go straight into Pibble's mouth instead of my own.
I was sleeping against the wall with my legs outstretched when a loud voice shook me awake. 'Wake up, food is here.' I opened an eye and saw a low ranking trooper shoving bowls under the electric screens of other cells. I subtly moved my gaze over to Phasma, who was stood by the control box altering the waves of electricity to allow her subordinate to post the bowls underneath without injury. Smirking to myself, I gave an overdramatic stretch and yawn. 'And I was just enjoying my lie in!' I exclaimed, clasping my hands together and placing them on my stomach. I saw Phasma twitch in annoyance. Ramping it up, I called over to the trooper. 'Hey, what's on the menu today? Something good I hope since I'm wasting away!' He nervously moved over to my cell and slid a bowl of what looked like grey gloop in front of me. 'Ah, the usual space slop. I think I'm good.' I slid over and kicked the bowl back under. The trooper looked to Phasma who pushed herself off of the wall and strode over. 'Take the food prisoner.' I shrugged nonchalantly. 'Make me.' I saw her move forward to threaten me before composing herself. 'Fine. We'll leave it just out here and you can go without for a few days. Then we'll see how you feel about acting like a child.' As she went back to the main circuit board, she flicked a switch which made the screen whole again before leaving. Pibble's stomach growled next to me and he groaned. I sighed reaching out to pet him. 'Sorry bud, I kinda got carried away huh?' His large eyes wavered as his stomach moaned again. 'Come on Pibble, don't look at me like that.' Slowly, he waddled sadly over to the window and sat on the ledge, staring out into black sky. 'Way to make me feel bad.' I grumbled, shuffling back over to the wall and pressing my back against it. I closed my eyes again and tried to go back to sleep. I was beginning to drift off when I sensed darkness fill the room. 'I didn't realise we still had you here.' My stomach churned at the sound of the voice. 'Yeah, I'm still here. Like a bad smell.' I replied, keeping my eyes closed. I was trying to maintain my cool but I knew that he could sense my fear. A moment passed before I opened my eyes and sat up properly. I was met with Kylo's face, the rest of the cells left in the dark once more. 'Come to beat the crap out of me again?' I asked casually, holding his gaze as he maintained a stoic expression. 'No actually. I heard Captain Phasma complaining about a prisoner causing her grief. Only one person came to mind.' I grinned a little. 'Nice of you to think of me.' Kylo's face remained unchanged as I rested my head on the wall again. 'You've lost weight.' He stated and I nodded slightly. 'Only so much you can get out of the "food" I'm being fed.' I air quoted with my fingers sarcastically before dropping my arms down to my sides. He was silent for a moment before moving over to the circuit board and turning off the lower terminals of the electric screen. My eyes followed him across the room as he kicked the bowl under with a large booted foot. 'Eat.' He commanded. Pibble jumped to his feet and ran over to gloop, gobbling it up. I stayed put, allowing him to eat what he needed. 'That was meant to be for you.' Kylo shot me a glare and I shrugged in response. 'I've survived this long, what's a few more days without food.' His eyes moved back to Pibble. 'Where did you find him?' I was almost taken aback by his sudden question. His voice was calm and normal, just like when I knew him as Ben. 'I traded some wares for an assortment eggs on my travels. I was going to sell them on as Arkanian dragon eggs to make money. Then Pibble happened to hatch out of one of them and he's been with me ever since.' I watched him slurping food into his mouth. 'I've been told he's a porg but I have no idea where they come from.' My eyes moved up and saw Kylo tentatively watching Pibble eat. 'It makes travelling a little less lonely sometimes.' He scoffed. 'I'd rather be alone.' My heart fell a little as his demeanor adjusted. Getting to my feet, I walked over and stood in front of him. His dark eyes locked properly with my own for the first time in years. 'I know you would.' I responded. I could see all his features properly, including a large fresh wound across the left hand side of his face. The skin around the outside was burnt and infected whilst the gash itself was gradually leaking blood down his cheek. 'That looks painful.' I raised my hand to touch it, stopping just before the screen. 'It's nothing.' He snarled, stepping back into the dark. An idea sprung into my head and I trod a step closer to the barrier. 'If you brought me my bag, I could clean it properly for you. I did it to myself when…' I trailed off, swallowing hard. The memories of searing pain across my back filled my head. 'You're lying. You always lie.' I could hear a level of uncertainty in his tone and decided to utilise it to my advantage. 'I just want to help you. You can ignore me if you so wish.' Acting casual, I turned on my heel and went to look out the window. I heard him shuffle awkwardly before leaving the room and let out a long held sigh of relief.
I stared out of the window for a long time, looking at the many unknown planets that surrounded us. After a while, I heard footsteps descend into the room and began to tense up. Ignoring his presence, I continued to watch the worlds pass by. The subtle crackling of the electric shield keeping me in stopped and the room became fully silent for the first time. His footsteps echoed against the metal flooring, growing menacingly closer. Abruptly, a large weight slammed into my back and I flinched. As I turned my head I saw my bag lying to my side and Kylo stood just outside the opening to my cell. The screen that had held me captive was turned off. I reached over to Pibble and scooped him up into my inner jacket pocket whilst maintaining eye contact with Kylo. 'Come and sit.' I motioned for him to enter the cell which he reluctantly did and silently placed himself down in front of me, cross-legged. Keeping an eye on him with my peripheral vision, I dug through my bag and found my wrap of tools. With a flourish I rolled the material out, revealing the hand-crafted metal utensils. Kylo furrowed his brow and scowled at me. 'Where did you get these?' I shrugged in response to his question, looking in my bag for my homemade healing solution. 'I made them out of machine parts; they're just some bits from ships and droids y'know.' 'So you're a scavenger and a tinkerer.' I bounced my shoulders again, pulling the bottle out. 'If that's what you want to call it. Now, hold still.' My fingers ran over my tools until I found my small scissors. I carefully pulled them out and leaned in to his face. As I did so, he grabbed my arm forcefully. 'No funny business, or I will kill you.' I held my ground, staring reassuringly back at him. 'No funny business, or you will kill me.' I responded calmly, causing him to loosen his grip and drop his hand down to his lap. I tentatively snipped at the infected skin surrounding the cut, using my other hand to mop up the ever increasing blood flow dripping down his cheek. Once the infection had been removed, I reached over and picked up the bottle. 'What is that?' Kylo defensively asked, his eyes narrowing again. 'It's just a solution. It'll clot the blood and stop the bleeding.' I opened the cap and let him sniff the scentless liquid. 'Trust me.' He glowered in response as I leaned closer to his face. 'I don't trust anybody.' 'Yes I know, because you're such a tortured soul.' I muttered under my breath. 'What was that?' 'Nothing. Stay still, this is going to sting.' I gently applied the liquid to his wound, waiting for him to yowl out in pain. But nothing came from him. Kylo remained expressionless, staring at the wall ahead of him with nothing but a blank look in his eyes. I wiped up the final strains of blood before leaning back from him. 'Do you want me to sew it up?' He gave a small shake of his head before standing. 'There's a machine upstairs that can do it. It'll be quicker than you.' A rather backhanded response but I took it nonetheless. I put my things back in my bag and handed it over to him. 'See you around.' I went and sat in my usual corner, legs splayed out and spine resting against the wall. Kylo stood for a moment holding my bag, mulling over what to say. He ended up just giving me a small nod before leaving, turning on the electrical terminal and bringing the other cells back into the light on his way out.