{ sequel to Amphitrite}
Ever since Kylo Ren left his uncle, Luke Skywalker, and his past behind things have never been the same for him, nor his only companion left, Amphitrite. A rift forms between the two when Amphitrite learns the one friend she...
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Amphitrite could tell Kylo had returned the second she heard his signature heavy footfalls on the metallic floor of the finalizer. "Sir," General Hux approached him as soon as he could. "I trust you took care of the commotion in the city square." He said and Kylo nodded without even looking at him. "Should those peasants give us any more trouble they are to be shot on sight." Kylo told him. "Good, now I must see to it that-" "leave." Kylo cut him off completely. Hux looked at the masked man, clearly insulted. "I beg your pardon." He some how managed to hiss. "You heard me, I have more pressing matters to attend to. Go blabber to Pryde or Phasma. Maybe one of them will find your never ending rambling tolerable." Hux gave a huff as his face reddened with anger. "I will have you know that the Supreme Leader would not approve of any distractions, Ren." Hux spat at Ren, anger seething from his words. "I recommend that all of your relationships remain strictly professional." And with that he trotted off to attend to whatever other duties he could muster. Kylo sighed of relief as soon as he had gone and entered Amphitrite's room. Her face lit up at the sight of him and he removed his mask, his tired eyes looking down at her. "Kylo," she said as she stepped over to him. "I trust everything went well." She said and he nodded. She could tell he was tired, the bags under his honey eyes were visible from miles away. "You look exhausted." She said as she took his leather gloved hand in hers. "Come, lets rest. You seem to truly need it." She told him as she pulled him to her bed. She laid down and followed soon after. He wrapped his arms around her short frame and she became engulfed in his warmth and scent. It didn't take long for either of them to drift off to sleep.
BB8 beeped happily once he finally caught up with Poe. "Hey buddy! I thought I had lost you back there!" Poe said joyfully down at the droid as he followed Artemis and Dimitri back to their camp. "What is that thing?" Artemis asked as she looked down curiously at the rolling orange and white ball. "This is BB8, my droid." "We don't have droids on Statera." Dimitri replied. "What? Why not?" "We just don't. At least not in the northern tribe." Artemis added. A silence fell between the three of them as they walked through a heavily wooded forest that was still frosted with snow like the rest of the area. Poe finally decided to break that silence. "So," he said as he looked over at Artemis, "did you ever manage to find your sister?" He asked. "What sister?" Dimitri asked as well, confused by the question. Artemis sighed. "No." She said to Poe before turning to Dimitri. "Look it's a long story and not exactly one I'd like to get into now." She told him. Dimitri nodded understandingly and the three continued to walk in silence until the ended up at the rebellion's camp.
