The Adventures of Lyla Skywalker Part 1- LOST

Chapter 4

Kylo Ren grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the room. But Lyla wasn't having any of that. She twisted out of his grip, and pushed him against the wall, her forearm against his throat.

"I am your equal, Ren, not your inferior. It would pay to remember that," she hissed. She would not be pushed around like a slave.

Kylo Ren was angry. No doubt no one had ever done that to him before. But before he could do anything, a stormtrooper rounded the corner. Lyla quickly released him.

"You!" said Kylo Ren, pointing to the stormtrooper. "This is our new recruit Lady Starkiller. Show her to a Premier Suite on the twelfth floor."

The stormtrooper saluted. "Yes, sir."

Kylo Ren turned to her. "I have business right now, but come see me on the bridge at 20 hundred hours. We must discuss your role." He turned, and walked away.

Lyla turned to the stormtrooper. "Well, trooper, will you take me to my room?"

The trooper saluted. "Yes, milady."

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Lyla followed the trooper down a series of corridors and lifts all the way down to the twelfth floor (Starkiller Base was underground). They got to a corridor with rooms on either side at large intervals. The trooper opened one of them. They stepped inside.

Everything was black metal, the floors, the walls, the bed, everything. Just like on the ship. There was a bathroom with a huge tub and a spacious walk-in wardrobe. A squishy leather couch on one wall, a metal desk and chair on the other. A little table beside the bed with a panel with lots of little buttons.

She pointed at that. "What are these for?" she asked the trooper.

"It's a control panel," he replied. "It controls everything, from the lights to the Holoprojector to making calls down to the kitchen for food. It's fairly easy to use, you'll pick it up."

There was also a Datapad sitting on the table. Lyla picked it up.  "What's this for?" she asked.

"It's got a map of the base, everyone has one," he answered.

She nodded thoughtfully. "What's your identification?" she asked.

"JC-10135, milady," he replied.

"Well, JC-10135, thank you for your time. If you ever need a favor, just holler," she smiled.

"Thank you, milady," he replied.

"You're dissmissed," 

Lyla sat sown on the bed just as a knock came on the door.

"Come in," she called.

Another stormtrooper came in. "Dresser's ready for Lady Starkiller," he said.

"That's the person who makes the clothes, I presume?"

"Yes, milady."

"Alright then," she grabbed the Datapad. "Off to Dresser's we go."

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