Rey and Kylo Ren

Here we are

The planet was unlike any other that Kylo Ren had, had the displeasure of visiting before. It's people had a history of peace and neutrality. Therefore allied with neither sides of the war raging within the galaxy. He could only assume it was the mass of the planet and its population that allowed for that sort of non-interference, but nonetheless he wore an even more unpleasant expression than usual as he passed through their customs department. Snoke had sent him on the mission alone in a ship not much larger than a TIE fighter, which was inspected both inside and out. Its missile launchers had been emptied before he had left the First Order's main hub in preparation of the planet's customs, but he hadn't expected to be stripped of his lightsaber and mask as well.

Kylo's hair was growing long and fell in his face, partially covering the scar that cut across. It was more of an annoyance than anything else to have the mask he hid behind confiscated - apparently the inhabitants considered coverings like that to be threatening in some sense - but the lack of the weight of his lightsaber at his hip left Kylo beside himself. Apparently the planet's customs overrode even a Jedi's compulsion.

Kylo stuck out like a absolute sore thumb as compared to the planet's residents. His all-black clothes were a stark contrast to their colorful attire. Even the planet's skies and growth appeared in strange spectrums of color - he was almost certain he spotted a cluster of purple trees growing in the distance. Feeling naked in a sense without his mask and lightsaber, Kylo was quick and reserved as he finally entered the capital city, his gloved hands curled into fists at his sides and lips pressed into a tight, thin line. He had come to this strange planet with a meeting to attend, and the sooner he could convince the merchant he was meeting to sell to the First Order, the better.

***

Rey had had more issues in customs than Kylo Ren. She had been told no weapons but due to not having a pod to ship out in, all of her blasters and other weapons had been taken and stored away. The beings on this planet even saw Chewbacca as a threat and refused to let him leave the ship bay with Rey.
Chewy had managed to hide Rey's light saber in one of the many porg nests on the ship. This was a safety measure both agreed on. Rey made her way into the odd looking city. The tall buildings were mostly made out of strange looking plant life. Bright colors that in their own world seemed normal. This lead Rey to stand out more than she cared to. She held up her communicator and read over the address once more before heading towards the direction it pointed her in. If she had been paying attention she would have quickly noticed their was nearly no humans on this planet. Some thought the lack of the human race on this planet was the reason it was so peaceful.

Rey headed up towards the large building and rounded it till coming to the front door. There she was greeted and a door opened for her. She looked up at the odd symbols and checked the address once more.
" Okay. This is it."

***

The spread that met with Kylo when he was led into the meeting room was an array of what could only be the planet's natural vegetation. Everything was brightly colored, some things almost to the point of looking sickly. Kylo supposed it had been meant as a welcome for him and the rival buyer he hoped to exchange words with, but crinkled his nose up at it regardless and moved on. Greeters waited outside the door, so Kylo was left alone in the room. It was spacious, mostly to have enough room for the long table, with a wall built almost entirely out of windows overlooking the city. Kylo clasped his hands behind his back as he peered out - his clothes pressed and pristine and his back stock straight, the air of a perfectly-groomed First Order solider surrounding him. At some length, it was an intimidation factor more than anything, which he was expected to use to gain the merchant's confidence over the rival buyer's.

That intimidation factor broke the moment another entered the field of his vision. Rey. The stiff set of his shoulders failed as he turned on her. Each time they had spoken since the destruction of Starkiller, it had been through a mysterious bond spurred on by the Force, and Kylo had no reason to assume this was any different. Their last time together had been more warm than the others in that they had conversed together like civilized people around a fire and had tested the waters of their Bond a little more before Skywalker had interrupted, so Kylo didn't seem so unhappy to be seeing her. "I'm a little busy right now," he told her. "Can we do this later?"