Ava pulls at her cuffed hand trying to peek around the closed curtain. She shifts and grimaces. ‘Maybe you should try not moving.’ Her brain mocks her. “Oh shut up.” She mutters.
The door to the infirmary opens. “Is she stable?” A familiar voice says. “Sir, it might be a few days before-” The curtain is ripped open. Ava sees yet again two stormtroopers and the masked Kylo Ren. Ava tries not to roll her eyes. At this point, what else could she lose? ‘Um. Your life.’ Ava sighs. “She seems stable enough. Take her to interrogation room six.” Ren says. “Sir-” Asori starts. Ren pushes past her and out the door. “Sir! She could rip her stitches!” Asori argues. “I suggest you make no further arguments.” Ren says lowly. Ava swings her legs over the side of the bed and gets up, not able to stand up straight. “Hurry up.” A stormtrooper says holding his gun steady. “Alright. Alright.” Ava grumbles, walking carefully towards the door where Ren is standing.
Ava gives Asori one last look as the doors close. “This way.” The stormtrooper says. Ava spends some time walking until she is lead down a hall passing General Hux. She elbows the stormtrooper in a vulnerable place in his armor and slams Hux against the wall, almost ripping her stitches. “Shoot me again and it will be your last shot.” Ava spits. “Remove your hands from me this instant.” Hux says. Ren seems to be doing nothing until the stormtrooper gets up off the floor. “Step away from the General.” He says gun raised. Ava steps away from the General and continues walking. Hux gives Ren the look of disapproval and walks away. “Don’t do that again. It is not wise to mess with the generals aboard this ship.” Kylo says. “I’ve changed my mind. Take her to living quarters. I want guards outside at all times.” Ava gives Ren a confused look. “I thought-” “Do not speak unless spoken to.” Ren says sternly. Ava shuts her mouth for her own good.
They reach a room and Ava walks in. Everything in the room is either black, gray, or silver. “Wake her up tomorrow at 0600.” Ren tells the stormtrooper. Ava hears the door close behind her. She explores the room. ‘What could the First Order want from me?’ She thinks. Ava opens the closet and sees an all-black wardrobe. “Great.” She looks down seeing her clothes are all ripped. She grabs an outfit and heads into the bathroom. She starts the shower turning the water all the way to cold. It helps her process sometimes. She pulls off her ripped clothes and gets in the shower, letting the cold droplets hit her skin. She feels the chilled water wash off all the dirt and grime from the crash.
Ava gets out of the shower and puts on her new black outfit. She heads out of the bathroom to the narrow mirror on the wall. She stares at her appearance blinking several times before she can pull her eyes away. She walks over to the black-clad bed and flops down on it. Her muscles relax, her eyes flutter closed and she is asleep
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posthumous forgiveness
Fanfic" I think we can begin what we have already started in this girl. "
