"I walked away because there was nothing left."
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@ConquestKnight "You were condescending first, I felt I was owed the chance to give it back to you."
But..he was taking a breath, and trying to calm himself down.
@ConquestKnight "You're the one that ASKED ABOUT IT."
UGH he didn't want to talk, but she had asked and just...
This woman? She was confusing, and infurating.
"-Whatever-"
@ConquestKnight "Gee let's think about this...already been screwed over by people on the streets. Already been given up on by a Jedi master. Oh, and I'm -blind-. Seems like a kriffing good reason to be HESITANT in being extremely ACCEPTING of others now doesn't it?!"
@ConquestKnight "I was -RAISED- by living on the -STREETS-"
He snarled out, angrily stalking around a bit.
"And like hell I'm going to make anything easy on you. Why would I do that?"
@ConquestKnight "It was a sarcastic compliment and you know it."
He growled, seemingly completely unimpressed.
"How I was raised is NONE of your business."
@RupturedLight he could get. Far more than those around him could provide.
"I know how to -survive-. I did that long before I was around her."
Just him and his sister against everyone.
Now?
Well now it was just him.
@RupturedLight "She's been distracted."
One tended to be when the leader of the Resistance is murdered. She had other students too. Not enough time to devote to one student who desperately needed it.
A bitter young man who felt far too distant in this Galaxy needed all the attention-
@RupturedLight knew that fight would have ended in death on his part.
"I do not have the right disposition to be a Jedi. I am too angry. Too -bitter-. I will never be one of them."
His head turned just slightly, gaze seemingly seeking out Ren.
"I have no stake in this war..."
@RupturedLight "A failed student of Master Chara."
He heard that saber turn off, the clearing only filled with the humming of his own now. His own sabers lowered, turning off as well.
Nicron did not want a fight. Not with Kylo Ren. Not with anyone. He wasn't sure -what- he wanted, but he -
@RupturedLight I will defend myself it it becomes necessary."
Fear was clearly evident in his tone. With that blazing aura in the Force and that voice..this had to be Kylo Ren. He -would not- win in a saber duel against this man.
@RupturedLight anger at the state of the Galaxy around him. He knew that he -should- be back with the Resistance, at his sister's side.
But selfishly he did not want to be there. She fit in. -She- could be happy there.
He simply could not.
"I am not looking for a fight. But-
@RupturedLight A form was stepping out into the clearing, an orange saber clenched in each hand. It was that of a young man, a deep set frown on his face, and a visor obscuring his eyes from view.
@RupturedLight continue on, saving the hissing of Ren's saber now cutting through the air.
But an answering call came. The crackle and hum that could only come from a lightsaber.
Or perhaps...a pair?
"What is it you -want-?" -