[this time, it's kavinsky's turn to smile wide but slow. the force whispers what kavinsky knows: that does not work.
a thief knows. he's tried to steal everything before. from people to love. treasure. he's tried to steal his own life back.]
Who'dve thought, [he says.] I know more than Kylo Ren.
[he closes his eyes and tips his head back for a moment. feels the sun on his face; his pulse flutters under the fiery, winged tattoo on his neck. he is on the edge of something terrible and glorious and new. he knows it. he should have expected that all that fine rhetoric about leaving the past behind, between the two of them, had been merely rhetoric in any concrete way. he appreciates the honesty.]
i forgot a whole line so i am reposting idk why i do that now but i do. lmk if you want me to revise
a thief knows. he's tried to steal everything before. from people to love. treasure. he's tried to steal his own life back.]
Who'dve thought, [he says.] I know more than Kylo Ren.
[he closes his eyes and tips his head back for a moment. feels the sun on his face; his pulse flutters under the fiery, winged tattoo on his neck. he is on the edge of something terrible and glorious and new. he knows it. he should have expected that all that fine rhetoric about leaving the past behind, between the two of them, had been merely rhetoric in any concrete way. he appreciates the honesty.]
See you around, Ren.
[snap.
and with that, he's gone.]