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Kylo could feel the resistance, the wall crafted to keep him out, the powerful push against his efforts. He would break her, make her submit and give him what he wanted to know. He strained under the force, pushing like a serpent into her mind, slowly gaining a few inches. She snarled, her teeth bared, the scarf slipping down to reveal the pale skin of her neck. She was thrashing on the table, intent on escaping but his trained powers kept her from moving too far, along with her restraints.
"I can feel desire to give in, you tell yourself you cannot, but I will not hurt you unless.. you.. make.. me." He said through gritted teeth.
"Get.. out!" She mentally shoved him, quite literally knocking him off his feet and back into the wall hard enough to cause a dent.
He dusted himself off as he got up, studying her with a stern expression. He didn't express the fact that what she had done actually hurt. She threw up her mental barricade, defenses as sharp as a blade.
"You are strong, filled with the force.. and only mildly skilled.." He looked amused, smiling darkly as he approached her panting form. "But your defenses.. I sense that they are more refined.." He paused, peering at her intensely. "..self trained?"
She huffed out a breath, clearly not giving him the pleasure of a verbal confirmation or denial.
"...You need a teacher." He stated calmly, coming closer to splay his hands out on the table of either side of her. This forced her to look at him, or away. She chose the former as it gave her the chance to better read his face. She noticed a handful of freckles on his face, his features soft and yet hard like a rock. He leaned closer. "I can teach you how to properly utilize the force. You're a bit rough around the edge, but you could become someone of great power with me as your mentor."
She scowled, edging her own pale face closer to his. "I know the stories about you. How you turned against Skywalker, became this-" She flicked her eyes down to give a show of sizing him up. "-bad man who murders for an even worse being." She met his gaze without blinking. "I don't want any part of your war, your life. I want nothing to do with the Order. Now, please, just let me go." Her voice took on a pleading note, a soft edge to her tone.
He evaluated his options before pushing away- but not before reaching around her to release the cuffs. Normally anger would have dictated his actions but he just felt an emptiness take hold.
She seemed to breathe more easily with her hands not bound. She rose unsteadily from the table, but used it for support.
"And.. my ship, where is it?" She demanded uneasily.
He glanced to her, watching her unsure and yet firm glare. "I shall take you to it." He turned, but paused, stepping over to the table to grasp his helmet, sliding it back on into place. "Follow me."
He led her though the maze of hallways before pushing open a pair of double doors. He swept a hand out in gesture to the vessel currently being guarded by several troopers. She pushed past him, but the guards aimed their blasters at her.
"At ease, men." He turned to Elaina. "Your ship sustained damaged- to which our prized mechanic has repaired. It is.." He glanced to the black and white ship. "..operational." He turned to her, tilting his head.
She furrowed her brows, tugging her jacket closer. Her eyes flashed before she turned and climbed into the ship. She sat down, buckled herself in.. but turned to peer at Kylo. "You know.. that mercenary isn't worth your attention." She scowled, flipping the switches on to activate the X-wing. She leveled her gaze upon him and he noticed the cold edge to her grey-blue eyes. "Take my advice, knight, and forget about him. He doesn't was any part of an.. organization."
With that the glass clicked close over her and she powered the engine for take-off. She steered the X-wing around before pushing the lever, feeding it gas as it roared out of the Destroyer.
He watched her go, musing her words over and over in his head. "..that girl..."
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"Captain, I want someone following her, see where she goes, what she does.. who she is." Kylo commanded, the trooper snapping to attention.
"Sir!"
He turned to his chief, nodding for a link to Snoke. The holo-form of his leader appeared and he waited patiently for him to be addressed.
"Kylo Ren, what news do you have to report?" The gravely slow voice of Supreme Leader Snoke asked.
"Another force-sensitive being has been discovered."
"Tell me more. Are they like the girl from Jakku?" Snoke raised a brow.
"In a way. It is a girl from Lo'Suten. It is where our Intel speaks of a mercenary, the one said to be like the late Fett." His filtered voice spoke softly as he studied Snoke's expression, though blank it seemed to remain.
"Have you made contact?"
"Yes." He paused, considering his words carefully. "The rest of the division I took with me are still checking on Lo'Suten, the whereabout of the mercenary should be uncovered with due time, supreme leader." He inhaled deeply. "As per this girl.. I shall seek to recruit her into our fold. She has.. made it clear she wishes to be neutral but I have your guidance to help sway her."
Snoke smirked, leaning forward. "Good, good." He allowed the holo-form to disappear.
Kylo rolled his shoulders before making his way down the hallway, heading to his command ship.