inappropriately timed force bond moments (both nsfw and humor approaches)
dream-sharing
emotional bleed/transference (from rey, involving other parties)
inappropriate force bond voyeurism on rey/poe or rey/finn
mid-conversation force bond interruption
The Rise of Skywalker- Cross-galaxy chase of the Resistance
anything related to ben solo, but especially:
snoke confessionals with family or friends of family
returning to the light
smuggler life style
jedi knight ben
resistance-fighter ben
The Rise of Skywalker- Force Ghost communications w/ Rey
anything related to supreme leader kylo ren, but especially:
fall via coup
resistance fighter reconditioning (gen or nsfw)
force ghost visits from anakin/luke/rey/leia/snoke
defeat by the resistance, and subsequent aftermath
The Rise of Skywalker- Mole Discovery w/ Hux
canto bight:
shady weapons deals
picking up prisoners
recruitment
obligatory dinner party
general casino shenanigans
beach party
basically any reason you can think of to use canto bight as a setting piece
A note on romance: I will ship all of the new trilogy characters with Kylo Ren (except Snoke/Family). But I have no interest in exploring domestic-style takes on them. Thank you for understanding.
[Kylo Ren glances up when he hears Poe's voice, utterly silent for a moment as he tries to decide if he's had too much to drink, or if Poe Dameron really just walked up to him in the middle of Canto Bight.
Cantonica had its own laws and law force. Though many of the First Order's weapons dealers came through here, they were still operating under the same lawless nonsense that the entire rest of the galaxy was thriving on. He doesn't doubt his ability to take down a handful of CBPD, but he also isn't in a hurry to cause a scene.
Not that he won't. But he's already in a bad mood.]
Tell me. Have you always so bold?
[He asks it like he doesn't actually expect an answer, a horrible sneer on his expression. He looks like he's about to break the glass in his hand.]
[he tilts his head like he's seriously considering how to answer that question. because of course he's going to answer what was clearly rhetorical. he can't not. ]
You know ... yeah. Yeah, I think so.
[just try to start something ok. just try to start something and get the cbpd involved. because u know who is going to look bad? you. because poe isn't going to do it first. he's done nothing wrong, ever, in his life. ]
I gotta say, you're the last person I thought I'd run into. That's all.
that went from 0 to 100 on the suspicious-o-meter real fast. he has a twinge of regret for his penchant to needlessly cause drama. why is he like this????? who raised him to be this way?
but he's gonna stay cool. because he dug this hole himself. like an idiot.]
[he takes a drink from the droid, because that's what someone who has not lost their cool would do and he is trying very hard to maintain the appearance of someone who is not currently losing their cool.
it's fine. everything's gonna be fine. he can bullshit his way out of this.]
There is no need to play games, Dameron. You surely don't expect me to believe that you are here to gamble.
[He finishes his current drink and places it on the tray before the droid walks off. The motion is followed up with him leaning forward onto the edge of the blackjack table.
After all, the attendants had made it very clear they did not want him to play. The Force tended to tip things in his favor.]
[ he tries to stay calm, but he's not exceptionally good at that, so some of his exasperation bleeds through. he keeps holding his drink and not drinking it because who can even drink right now? (besides kylo ren, apparently. good for him.) ]
[He understood well enough what the purpose of this glittering jewel was. It was an institution to make criminals feel important, to wash away any fear or guilt they had in aiding the war machine. The fact that Poe and Kylo were both inside its walls meant that everyone had been very prepared not to discuss business dealings.
He’d had suspicions. Poe’s presence confirms them. Pity.]
I suggest sitting. Your contact clearly has better things to do with their time.
[he reluctantly takes a seat at the table because, as much as it pains him to admit it, kylo ren is ... correct. at the moment. what a nightmare. he slides his glass between his hands, fidgeting. so completely out of his element.]
Yeah, well, why are you here?
[is he expecting an honest answer? no. he's not really expecting any answer. just finding it kind of interesting how the first order and the resistance are scraping from the same gutter.]
[Which was true, and also kept him from answering Poe directly. Perhaps subconsciously, he rolls the one shoulder his decorative cape hangs off of. This isnt really his scene either.]
Though I imagine the technology they are attempting to sell you is the same technology they used to summon me here. I must admit, I was rather confused when I was told to come here. Now I see why.
[what shouldn't he do? bitch to kylo ren. what is he going to do? that, probably. he swallows down some of his drink like, oh well, when in rome.]
Should've known better than to trust anyone who'd want to meet up at Canto Bight of all places. Place like this doesn't exactly attract beacons of reliability.
Oh, there are worse places in the galaxy, I think.
[Not that Cantonica was a shining jewel among them. Just because some insane investor decided to fund a pleasure resort on a desert planet didn't suddenly make it better. Leaving city limits would have been a death sentence to most of these people.]
As I understand, all the best operate out of here. Its not exactly about reliability then, is it?
[He watches Poe drink, and find some satisfaction.]
You may as well enjoy this place while you can. I do not expect it will last once our regime is properly instituted.
[he raises his eyebrows like really? what? are my ears broken?]
You're gonna tear down Canto Bight? No skin off my back, I hate this place, but I don't think it'll go over well with all the people here who put money in your pockets.
I'm not giving you advice, I'm just stating facts. [he swallows down some more of his drink. because everyone knows the best political advice comes from drunk ass people. he'll get there eventually.] Tear down Canto Bight, another one'll pop up in some other shadowy corner of the galaxy. All these guys who like to do things under the table'll tell you to take your ethics and shove 'em somewhere.
[Kylo Ren listens to what he has to say, if only because he is about 4 drinks in himself. He rubs at his chin, covering his mouth with one gloved hand and allowing his brow to furrow. Of course, he wasn't considering an actual ethical replacement, but that doesn't erase the validity of what he has to say.
Leave it up then. But that doesn't actually answer the new question that's popped into his head, so he turns to glance at Poe, letting his wrist go limp so he can speak.]
Then Canto Bight remains standing. Given your beliefs, how does that benefit you?
[AKA why are you trying to encourage him to keep it?]
[he finishes his drink and grabs another from the droid. round two let's do this shit.] Honestly? Just because you wanna tear it down makes me want to keep it now. But, I mean, if there's another one in its place, how do you think that's gonna be? Better? Worse? Might as well stick with what you know.
Because the First Order will have proper juristiction and financial control.
[He says it like its the most obvious thing in the world, but the truth was that CBPD didnt do such a bad job themselves, and most of them didn’t scare people nearly as much as a stormtrooper did. And to top it all off, Cantonica was a wasteland outside of Canto Bight. They could do better.]
[he just snorts a laugh. because that's where he is as a person right now. everything's made up and nothing matters. he also drinks some more before replying:] Yeah? Good luck with that.
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Cantonica had its own laws and law force. Though many of the First Order's weapons dealers came through here, they were still operating under the same lawless nonsense that the entire rest of the galaxy was thriving on. He doesn't doubt his ability to take down a handful of CBPD, but he also isn't in a hurry to cause a scene.
Not that he won't. But he's already in a bad mood.]
Tell me. Have you always so bold?
[He asks it like he doesn't actually expect an answer, a horrible sneer on his expression. He looks like he's about to break the glass in his hand.]
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You know ... yeah. Yeah, I think so.
[just try to start something ok. just try to start something and get the cbpd involved. because u know who is going to look bad? you. because poe isn't going to do it first. he's done nothing wrong, ever, in his life. ]
I gotta say, you're the last person I thought I'd run into. That's all.
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[He can't, really. He's far too casual about it, like he isn't a threat. And granted, he doesn't have his lightsaber on him -- but he didn't need it.]
I am glad you're here, as a matter of fact.
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that went from 0 to 100 on the suspicious-o-meter real fast. he has a twinge of regret for his penchant to needlessly cause drama. why is he like this????? who raised him to be this way?
but he's gonna stay cool. because he dug this hole himself. like an idiot.]
Why's that?
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[He lifts his hand to wave down a droid, plucking a drink from the tray. He hasn't even finished his first one.
The droid moves to offer Poe one as well, just as Kylo Ren gestures to the seat at the table across from him.]
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it's fine. everything's gonna be fine. he can bullshit his way out of this.]
I don't know what you're talking about.
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[He finishes his current drink and places it on the tray before the droid walks off. The motion is followed up with him leaning forward onto the edge of the blackjack table.
After all, the attendants had made it very clear they did not want him to play. The Force tended to tip things in his favor.]
With what earnings?
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I obviously came for the great conversation.
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[He understood well enough what the purpose of this glittering jewel was. It was an institution to make criminals feel important, to wash away any fear or guilt they had in aiding the war machine. The fact that Poe and Kylo were both inside its walls meant that everyone had been very prepared not to discuss business dealings.
He’d had suspicions. Poe’s presence confirms them. Pity.]
I suggest sitting. Your contact clearly has better things to do with their time.
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Yeah, well, why are you here?
[is he expecting an honest answer? no. he's not really expecting any answer. just finding it kind of interesting how the first order and the resistance are scraping from the same gutter.]
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[Which was true, and also kept him from answering Poe directly. Perhaps subconsciously, he rolls the one shoulder his decorative cape hangs off of. This isnt really his scene either.]
Though I imagine the technology they are attempting to sell you is the same technology they used to summon me here. I must admit, I was rather confused when I was told to come here. Now I see why.
[To stop the Resistance from getting it first.]
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[he echoes the thought out loud, snorting under his breath.]
Didn't need any help with that. This whole thing's a waste of time.
[too bad he can't like ... blow up canto bight. that'd be cool. better than hanging out with kylo ren, that's for sure.]
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[There is amusement in his voice. There's something pleasant about a commanding officer in the Resistance sounding so pissed over spilled milk.]
But I'm curious: What makes you say that?
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Should've known better than to trust anyone who'd want to meet up at Canto Bight of all places. Place like this doesn't exactly attract beacons of reliability.
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[Not that Cantonica was a shining jewel among them. Just because some insane investor decided to fund a pleasure resort on a desert planet didn't suddenly make it better. Leaving city limits would have been a death sentence to most of these people.]
As I understand, all the best operate out of here. Its not exactly about reliability then, is it?
[He watches Poe drink, and find some satisfaction.]
You may as well enjoy this place while you can. I do not expect it will last once our regime is properly instituted.
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You're gonna tear down Canto Bight? No skin off my back, I hate this place, but I don't think it'll go over well with all the people here who put money in your pockets.
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[His head tilts like an owl's, and he sets his glass down while taking the time to adjust himself in formalwear that is too tight for his shoulders.]
I am sure we will find a more...ethical replacement.
[For all definitions of the word "ethical".]
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Leave it up then. But that doesn't actually answer the new question that's popped into his head, so he turns to glance at Poe, letting his wrist go limp so he can speak.]
Then Canto Bight remains standing. Given your beliefs, how does that benefit you?
[AKA why are you trying to encourage him to keep it?]
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[He says it like its the most obvious thing in the world, but the truth was that CBPD didnt do such a bad job themselves, and most of them didn’t scare people nearly as much as a stormtrooper did. And to top it all off, Cantonica was a wasteland outside of Canto Bight. They could do better.]
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