driftfleet | Dramatic Entry

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Dramatic Entry

Who: Kylo Ren and... OTA
Broadcast: entire fleet
Action: Marsiva
When: today

Video Broadcast:

The cameras were undoubtedly broadcasting this dramatic arrival to the galaxy. In addition to the open network feed aboard the Marsiva, Kylo's personal communicator got switched on - offering a Blair Witch-style view of a ratings-boosting scuffle.

He was supposed to wake up on the hospitality deck. But Force have mercy, Kylo came to while the robotic assistants were patching up the injuries he sustained on Starkiller Base. Of course, that's when the fight began. Sparks flew. Weapons were improvised. Panicked screams of "what have you done to me?" echoed in the medbay. There was so much going on that words were hard to make out, but some likely heard "I will not be captured by the Resistance!" or "Give me back my lightsaber!" That alone was enough context for some to know exactly who had just arrived in the fleet.

Eventually, though, the robots won. Kylo Ren was sedated again. His injuries were repaired as quickly as possible (they would scar), and he was left to wake up - not in a comfortable bunk, but on the floor of a locked and heavily-barricaded supply closet.

Action:

If anyone is interested in wandering by in person, the closet has a window to the hallway. Be prepared to be greeted by sights and sounds of someone throwing a temper tantrum at the metal walls with whatever janitorial supplies the robots keep in there.

As a joke, there's also a sign hanging from the knob that says 'Don't Feed the Bears.'

If you'd rather send Kylo Ren a message, his communicator is still on and broadcasting. As enraged as he is, he hasn't even noticed that it's there.

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Oh, Kylo Ren was far from done. The walls of that closet were only partially covered in dents. But he'd at least noticed his communicator by this point. The face of General Hux was a surprisingly welcome sight.

"About time! I've been taken prisoner by the Resistance! They've done... something... to me. I don't know wh..."

He froze, dumbfounded, realizing that Hux could see his unmasked face just as easily as he could see the General's. He looked away for a moment, and then sighed. There was no use hiding now.

"...I don't know where I am."

That would be giving the Resistance more credit than they deserve. We weren't brought here by the Resistance or Republic forces though you'll find some of them here.

[He had to drag you off that Hoth forsaken planet, Ren, he's not surprised by the scar.]

I know where you are and you're not going anywhere for the time being at least.

Truthfully, Kylo Ren hardly remembered the rescue. Everything was a painful blur. And arriving here was a black hole in his memory. But he did recall fighting back. And waking up in a supply closet of all places.

"... The Supreme Leader, then? Hux, what in kriffing hell is going on?!"

We're not in our galaxy anymore.

[Hux paused as he considered how explain their current situation. After a moment he switched the transmission to private. No need to let the Jedi or the Resistance see what they were discussing from this point on.]

Leader Snoke isn't here and he's not responsible for us being here. We are here because the Atroma brought here. And no, I don't know who they are exactly. But apparently every which happens here is part of some sort of reality show for them. Like a holo broadcast of sorts.

Hopefully once a feed was encrypted, it stayed encrypted. Because despite being trapped in a small room with nothing to do, Kylo Ren hadn't yet bothered to figure out the finer details of his communicator.

"Wait... What?" He'd had heard a lot of ridiculous explanations. He was a Force user, after all. "Have you been hitting the Corellian whiskey again?"

[Hux didn't look amused, the side of his mouth twitching slightly with annoyance. He couldn't deny he liked a glass once in awhile but he doesn't appreciate the comment.]

You know I don't get impaired. Nor do I joke about such things as this.

"You honestly expect me to believe that..." he stopped his usual tirade and just watched Hux's expression for a change. "...You're actually serious!"

No... it couldn't be true. Could it?

Of course I am.

[Hux waited for Ren to at least start to calm down. There was more he had to go over and he could already feel the beginning of an ache behind his eyes.]

Soon you'll be assigned a ship to stay on, there are several in the fleet. What's your assigned augment?

Alas, even Kylo Ren could calm down. For brief periods.

"My assigned..." he froze. One one level he had no idea what that was supposed to be, but on the other, he had the answer on the tip of his tongue. He couldn't remember how he got here, but he knew this like the back of his hand. "Cook."

Cook?

[Hux paused before smirking. Apparently the Atroma had a real interesting sense of humor.]

Well, if all else fails you can give the Resistance pilot food poisoning.

[He's really trying not to laugh at you, Ren, he really is.]

"Yes. Cook." he huffed. For some reason, he felt defensive about that instead of being focused on the fact that the Resistance pilot was, in fact, here somewhere. "What are you, the ship nurse?"

I'm on the Heron as security. And once they release you you'll meet me there. There are other things we cannot discuss over the network.

[Hux isn't giving Ren a chance to argue on this point.]

More than the Resistance pilot and 2187 are here though. There are a few Jedi from the days of the Old Republic here as well, Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker among them.

Kylo Ren growled, but he listened at least. He knew about the traitor and now the pilot. He should have known they'd both be here together.

"Hux, Kenobi died long before I was born! Unless you're seeing ghosts, that's impossi... Did you say Anakin Skywalker?"

Yes, we're all aware of that but you'll find that it doesn't matter. The Atroma have apparently decided to take some of us from various points in history.

[He really hopes Ren is listening to him because he's fairly certain that everyone who is aware of Vader really don't want that subject to come up anytime soon.]

Obi-Wan and Anakin Skywalker are alive here and they haven't yet lived through the fall of the Republic.

It sounded so completely far-fetched that it might have actually been true. And imagining his grandfather on board one of these ships, before he'd accepted his true destiny. He wanted to find him, to share the glory that the First Order will become thanks to his Empire.

But... not from a supply closet.

"Who else is here?"

[Alas, the Anakin Skywalker's permissions post specificially asks not to tell him about his future as Darth Vader. If they ever meet, I'll have to dramatically curb Kylo's fanboy-side.]

I meant it when I said Anakin Skywalker is here. He doesn't know the name Darth Vader, he doesn't know his future.

[He will repeat this when Ren is released, as many times as it takes for the message to sink in.]

Your father, Han Solo, is here as well.

Only one thing could have distracted Kylo Ren from thinking about Darth Vader. And that was it, Hux.

"... WHAT?!"

Hux was treated to a video of the wall coming closer to a thrown communicator (very sturdy pieces of tech, able to take a lot of abuse before breaking, thankfully) and a soundtrack of angry screaming.

"He's dead! I killed him myself!!"

I have no doubt that you did. I'm sure you recall I mentioned that those who have died before can be here alive and well once more though.

[He's just going to wait, he's not going to shout to make himself heard over Ren's yelling. He's really not in the mood to argue and they can't afford this right now.]

Yelling isn't going to accomplish anything, Ren.

Eventually, the yelling did die down, but it was hard to tell whether that was due to Hux's calm insistence or kylo just running out of steam.

"But of all the people in the galaxy, why HIM?!"

Yes, he killed the man, but his feelings about the entire incident were hardly as straightforward as his lightsaber had been. Anger was tempered by guilt, regret and perhaps even hope. But no... No, that was the way of the light. That was what had been his undoing on Starkiller Base. He couldn't let Hux know how weak his ties to Han Solo truly made him.

"You wouldn't understand!"

Of course I wouldn't. [Oh for the love of the Emperor. If he had a credit for every time he had heard that they would be able to afford to upgrade the rest of the fleet already.]

I have business to attend to shortly, I suggest you calm down in the meanwhile. You can contact me later, you have my comm number now so you should be able to figure it out now.

"No. You wouldn't." he insisted again. He was about to close the comm, but then stopped. "Wait! ...Aren't you going to get me out of here?!"

He hated to admit that to General Hux of all people, but he really didn't have a choice.

You're on Marsiva, no one can dock with that ship so you're going to have to find your own way out. We'll meet on Heron when you're out and go from there.

[He has only a little while to get things in order the best he was able to, adjust some plans.]

Calm down and we'll speak again later.

Of course. There wasn't much Kylo could do at the moment but pout and end the transmission. That, and try to break down that ridiculously-reinforced supply closet door.

[It's at least a day in a half before Hux contacts Ren once more. He's been busy but he has to admit he's a bit concerned. Something seems wrong aside from the obvious and he suspects the worst]

I take it you've made it out by now.

A good six hours or more elapsed before Kylo Ren even bothered to respond. He was frustrated, of course, by the truth of the matter. But he was also hungry, thirsty and surprisingly cold.

"...No."

No jab, no insult. Just a single angry word.

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