[it's like kylo ren forgot every word of meta that he juts processed about blood in the water. or that there's a shark swimming nearby.
but the shark, kavinsky, doesn't bite.
kavinsky studies kylo ren. rare to see the force master like this. at least for kavinsky, who has come to see the big man as a monolith of darkness, the kind of self-assured power that you have to hammer and beat at, to strike with bombs and flint, strategy and vicious patience, to find even the smallest crack. kavinsky's good at breaking things. he knows it. sometimes, he's even proud of it.
but this is unexpected. like turning over a stone to find a bleeding wound in it.
kavinsky finds himself trying not to smile, but this once, there's no malice in it and no trick.]
No, [he says.] Come on, Ren. You ever met a fucking mirror? Come on man. [his turn to back down, slightly. he studies kylo's axe.]
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but the shark, kavinsky, doesn't bite.
kavinsky studies kylo ren. rare to see the force master like this. at least for kavinsky, who has come to see the big man as a monolith of darkness, the kind of self-assured power that you have to hammer and beat at, to strike with bombs and flint, strategy and vicious patience, to find even the smallest crack. kavinsky's good at breaking things. he knows it. sometimes, he's even proud of it.
but this is unexpected. like turning over a stone to find a bleeding wound in it.
kavinsky finds himself trying not to smile, but this once, there's no malice in it and no trick.]
No, [he says.] Come on, Ren. You ever met a fucking mirror? Come on man. [his turn to back down, slightly. he studies kylo's axe.]
What's the worst thing you've ever done?