driftfleet | 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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Hux had warned Kylo that Han Solo was alive and well aboard the fleet, news that did not exactly go over well. But nothing could have prepared him for actually receiving a transmission. There was no denying it now. And in all honesty, he could only hide so long.

He must have let that message sit unanswered for at least a day, maybe two. All the while, he paced the damaged closet, stepping through debris and breaking apart anything he could get his hands on. What was he supposed to do? What could he possibly say? He wasn't sure who he hated more - Han Solo or Ben Solo, who weakly clung to thoughts of forgiveness and unconditional love.

Finally... Finally, he recorded a response.

"Han Solo." His voice began to quiver, so that was all he said.

A day or two goes by, and Han does an admirable job of appearing casual and unruffled to most people. Okay, that's a lie, he's been checking his comm every few minutes, as if just waiting on an answer, and on the second day of this, his watching and waiting finally pays off.

"Hey." Still tired, possibly because he slept late last night now, but still hopeful. Sure, the full name's not exactly a good sign, but it's a sign. Of what, Han isn't completely sure, but because he's sentimental and a sucker for lost causes, he's going to take it as a good one that Ben answered him at all. "I thought I'd ask: anybody given you the welcome spiel yet?"

The recorded reply didn't come immediately. But after the better part of another day, a more tired voice came through.

"...That everyone's been plucked out of their galaxy for a holo-drama? That people who should be dead are alive and well? Yeah. I've been told."

He'd believe it fully when he saw it with his own eyes - and not through the video screen on that communicator. He hadn't seen anyone. He hadn't heard a single person come down the hallway in three, maybe four, days. And being trapped in a supply closet with no food and no water was starting to take its toll. Anger was quickly getting replaced by exhaustion and he'd run out of things to destroy.

Maybe none of this was real. Maybe he was just in a bacta tank somewhere in First Order territory, hallucinating.

Unlike Kylo Ren, Han's responses come fairly quickly--this one's only twenty minutes later, and sounding incredibly worried now too. He might actually hop on a shuttle and try to head off to the Marsiva, despite the fact that a stunt like that wouldn't really do anything for either of them--the shuttle wouldn't even make it to the Marsiva.

"Oh, good, that's the basics done." So much easier, then, to get started on coaching his kid through finding a way out: "You found a way out of there yet? I can't come bust you out," and he sounds incredibly apologetic for that and for so much more, "but I can talk you through making a way out somehow. You got anything on you thin enough to slip through a crack?"

Are you seriously going to try and encourage your son to engage in lockpicking.

For a moment, he wondered if he actually was hallucinating. To the best of his knowledge, though, he hadn't broken into the half-empty containers of cleaning chemicals to quench his thirst, so this had to be real - his father was apologetic that he couldn't rescue him. Kylo fought back a laugh.

"No. Still stuck. Couldn't break the door down." He replied, actually switching the transmission to video. He didn't know why, or at least, didn't admit to it. But he kind of wanted to see his father's face again. "Broke the window. But it's kriffing small. Couldn't get my arm far enough through to reach anything."

Okay. Window's too small, so that's out of the question.

"I wasn't on the Marsiva long enough to case the place, much less in its closets, but if it works the same way--" Think fast, Solo. "There anything in there that's as thin as a datacard?"

"As a dtatcard?"

Han could hear the rustling through debris as Kylo searched for something that would work. Shards of broken glass were too large. Wood from the shelves he'd destroyed was too large as well. The rest was just bottles, cans, a mop he'd snapped in half three times.

"...Maybe if I broke this round robot thing apart, something inside it might..."

He hurled it against the wall and stomped on it, breaking the hard exterior casing, but also, unfortunately, crushing the electronics inside.

"Oh, for kriff's sake!" he picked up the communicator again. "Not anymore!"

[fyi - I have a post with Kylo freed if Han wants to actually face his son against all advisement.

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