[ Her horror is quickly replaced by shock when Ren returns the favor and throws her — with what she knows isn't his full strength, but it's enough — and she goes flying only a few feet before she's slammed full-force against the wall behind her, the smack of her dark head only barely buffered by her triple-bunned hairstyle.
Rey sees stars for a moment, her vision swimming. Her wrists and ankles twist against that grip but she's unable to break his hold; too soon she realizes she's made a critical error in judgment believing she could tap into the Force here in this place, with these new bonds forged in her mind.
Although if Kylo Ren were able to utilize it, still, then...
He's advancing on her, his maddeningly-slow predatory gait that she remembers from the forest and she manages to tilt her chin downward at her knapsack on the floor of the hallway. A glint of the metal hilt of Skywalker's saber peeks out from inside it.
Her fingers convulse, flexing and curling, and she chokes out a breath as she tries to concentrate, pushing past her fury and fear. ]
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Rey sees stars for a moment, her vision swimming. Her wrists and ankles twist against that grip but she's unable to break his hold; too soon she realizes she's made a critical error in judgment believing she could tap into the Force here in this place, with these new bonds forged in her mind.
Although if Kylo Ren were able to utilize it, still, then...
He's advancing on her, his maddeningly-slow predatory gait that she remembers from the forest and she manages to tilt her chin downward at her knapsack on the floor of the hallway. A glint of the metal hilt of Skywalker's saber peeks out from inside it.
Her fingers convulse, flexing and curling, and she chokes out a breath as she tries to concentrate, pushing past her fury and fear. ]