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HATRED all will suffer for their crimes.	SERVICE within it, glory beyond measure.
CONTROL chaos brought to heel through pain.	FEAR failure, weakness, mediocrity...

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[snippycup]

[There's something different about the press of Ahsoka's thoughts. Cold, business-like, a sharp contrast to the compassion and understanding Kylo Ren might have become more familiar with.]

( I have done as I promised. )

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(And I see she left you with something in return.)

[He'd have to be dead to both the Force and the symbiote not to feel her frigid rage, struggling to come to boil.]

[snippycup]

( Knowledge that you should have given me yourself. )

[Maybe he feels how she wants to bear her teeth, the deep seated betrayal she feels, or maybe the sense of duty she owes all of those people that Ren and Hux had murdered over a political squabble.]

( You have something that doesn't belong to you. )

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[Oh, how he feels it. A deeply embedded ember, scorching his lungs with every breath. It resonates there, within his mind, echoes something back across the chasm that separates them— her own voice, maybe.]

(It is mine by -right-.)

[Defensively, his teeth are bared - make no mistake.]

[snippycup]

( You've done nothing to earn it! You've disgraced his memory with every command you've ever carried out. You defile yourself pretending you deserve it! )

[Ahsoka's fury is cool, a swift backhand and a firm spike of anger as she remembers taking his hand and forcing herself to keep from crying in front of him. How he'd coupled himself to kneel to keep up his charade.]

( You are a manipulator, and I trusted you. I will not make the same mistake twice. You will give that saber to me or I will take it from you. )

[Someone will try and stop her -- he will cry for help before she can get to him, so she is already moving. And he will feel her latch onto him, both through the Force and through the Nest, as she begins to follow him.]

( You can still make the right decision now, Kylo Ren. Spare your brood another mistake, and we can still end this peacefully. )

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[His decision is instantaneous, masked only by willpower alone— though he imagines Ahsoka will trace him through the Force regardless— Anakin's saber clipped to his belt beneath a dark overcoat, his own saber in hand as he rushes for the door, cutting a swift path for a consciousness he's already well marked and committed to memory.

Insurance. A wellspring of it he'd hoped he wouldn't need to use.

But then, desperate times. No one in the Nest would tolerate him wounding a child they've come to know, to care for. This way, if nothing else, he might weather the storm long enough to seize her mind.

Or her sanity.]