Falling for the Order

The Dispatcher

You try to keep up with Kylo, but his strides are argent and so fucking long.

You walk through the halls of the ship. Taking copious amounts of turns, passing large control rooms and windows that look out over different hangars.

You pass people in the corridors, not one person giving you a backward glance. You're with Kylo so you expect as much.

"Can you fucking slow down?" You call out to Kylo, starting to fall behind. "Hello?! Can you not hear me under that stupid mask—"

You're cut off from hitting the solid wall of a man in front of you. Kylo stopped abruptly and you, practically running after him, crash into his back.

You take a step back and roll your eyes. Huffing as you realise why he stopped. You cast your gaze to him where he stands in front of opening elevator doors.

The few people that were already occupying it scurry out before you and Kylo enter. Doesn't matter where they were going, they left giving him the entirety of the elevator.

You stand beside each other. He reaches down and presses the button located lowest on then panel. Then the door shuts.

You stand there silently for a moment before looking up at him, biting the inside of your cheek.

"Wanna tell me where we're going?"

Silence.

You release a loud sigh, trying to catch his attention. "Hello?"

He slowly turns his face toward you. He stills for a moment. You know he's doing that stupid eye thing. Scanning every part of your face.

You shift beneath his gaze and face forward. You hear him heave a short breath.

"I told you there is a way to track the message," He faces forward. "So that's what we're going to do. We're going to the electrical room. "

"Right, and do you have anyone in mind that your planning to ask to do this for you?" You raise your brows in questioning. Knows the answer will probably you. But, the image of him forcing one of his own men to track the message is not a surprising thought. Why didn't he bring anyone else down here with you? Why didn't he mention anything to Hux or Vi?

His answer is simple. "No."

"What?"

"We will do it."

You give him a confused look.

"Okaaaaay, not to underestimate your capabilities or anything but how exactly are we..." you point between the two of you. "...supposed to do that? Shouldn't you be asking someone that's actually been trained in the area to do it?"

He doesn't skip a beat. "You trained in the area for a year, yes?"

How the hell does he know this? Was he in your mind just now? You didn't feel anything.

"Yeah one year." You nod. "To do this sort of thing you'd need at least three years training."

"Can you bypass a locked door?"

Yes. "Why?"

"Can you?"

Yes. You start to get antsy with him.

"Why the hell would we need to do that? Can't you just ask one of your other stupid minions to do it? Force compel them to clean your helmet while they're at it?"

He snaps his gaze toward you, pointing a gloved finger in your face. Your breath catches in your throat.

Too far?