[Ben sucks in a breath nervously when he feels her hand tighten in his hair, fists balling. He had momentarily entertained cooperating, and letting her take what she needed to spare himself the trouble. But his instincts kick in the second she goes digging.
His teeth grit and his eyes slam shut, pulling his head away from her as much as the bindings will allow. It feels like scraping his skull against concrete, a scrape and a burn all at once that is relentless. He thinks briefly of Finn’s terrified face as Kira had found him, and his hasty escape. The weapons, hidden in a small business operation down main street — a dark corner, where none of the brightly glittered patrons would bother to tread.
He feels the thought cross his mind and struggles to clamp on it — and all other thought, to kee them from leaving. Instead, he focuses on the thought of the artificial ocean, and how he had planned to spend the night counting his earnings under the stars. It wasn’t the same as the beautiful blue waters of Chandrila, but —]
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His teeth grit and his eyes slam shut, pulling his head away from her as much as the bindings will allow. It feels like scraping his skull against concrete, a scrape and a burn all at once that is relentless. He thinks briefly of Finn’s terrified face as Kira had found him, and his hasty escape. The weapons, hidden in a small business operation down main street — a dark corner, where none of the brightly glittered patrons would bother to tread.
He feels the thought cross his mind and struggles to clamp on it — and all other thought, to kee them from leaving. Instead, he focuses on the thought of the artificial ocean, and how he had planned to spend the night counting his earnings under the stars. It wasn’t the same as the beautiful blue waters of Chandrila, but —]
Get. Out.