narcissithstic: (Fear is pulsing in my skull)
Kylo "Hunky" Ren ([personal profile] narcissithstic) wrote in [community profile] station72 2016-06-04 07:23 am (UTC)

[Sam's voice is soft and clear, warped only at the corners where Ren's own drunken haze bleeds into his perception of reality. In this, much of what's being said is lost to him: it's the emotions that ring true, clean enough to cut through thin skin— or any armored walls Ren might have thought to protect himself with while their brood hangs in the balance. A few moments of silence, the echoing strain of too many memories and Ren's fingertips cinch tight where they're folded.

Alone.

It's been ages— so many ages— since he last felt the presence of anyone but Snoke stretched heavily across his shoulders. And something in him winds tighter and tighter with that realization as he lifts a heavy hand to scrub at his own face, covering his eyes - letting out a short, pained little bark of wheezing laughter that's entirely devoid of even the thinnest shards of happiness. Glass fracturing by millimeters.

He's not alone anymore.

In that instant, everything snaps. Laughter turns to wracking sobs, shoulders heaving; Ren abandons the empty glass in his other hand (it tumbles off the couch with a heavy thud and a small spatter of residual liquor) and smothers the entirety of his profile, trembling, rasping. Ungraceful and unattractive in every sobbing sense of the word.

Good job, Sam.
]


Post a comment in response:

This community only allows commenting by members. You may comment here if you're a member of station72.
If you don't have an account you can create one now.
HTML doesn't work in the subject.
More info about formatting