Ask Star Wars 3!!! (continuation) ON HOLD

From MoonNotMoonie:

For Kylo Ren: *I watched in horror as the body fell. It made a hollow thump on the ground. The whole bar went silent, staring at Antholius's charred body. All eyes were on us, waiting in tense anticipation. I could feel the heat rising on my cheeks, the embarrassment, was like a hot rod searing onto my face. When I snapped, I was explosive.*

Kylo: *extinguished his weapon and glared at the curious crowd* Private business work. Back to your drinks, unless you'd like to speak to me directly... *when no one spoke, he nodded in satisfaction* Wise choice. Now mind your business.

WHAT THE HECK, KYLO?! WE NEEDED HIM! *I marched up to him, blood rushing to my face. My heart was pounding in my ears. I've never been so angry.* WE NEEDED HIM! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST--

Kylo: *was taken aback by your actions. Your anger hit him like a tidal wave. He stared at you with soft eyes, not speaking and just taking it*

*I had to back up. I had to calm down. I couldn't shout in his face. He was the Supreme Leader of the galaxy. He was notorious for his short temper and frail patience. I honestly didn't want to end up like poor Antholius on the floor.* Okay, I get it. Alright? I understand. He wasn't talking but was killing him necessary? Couldn't you have used the Force to search his mind or make him tell us what he knows? You didn't have to STAB HIM!

Kylo: *shrugged like Han Solo would* You work how you work and I work how I work.

*I pinched the bridge of my nose. There was no going back now. My usually thick patience had shattered. Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes as the events of the last two days overwhelmed me.* Now we have NOTHING! ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Now I-- *I slumped down in a barstool, feeling utterly defeated.* Now, I don't know what to do. That was our only chance...

Kylo: *stayed quiet, glancing occasionally at the dead man on the floor*

*Zac bit his lip and rubbed his arm in silence. He sat down on a stool beside me, pulling me into a hug.* "It's okay, we'll figure it out."

*I didn't know what to say.* Okay...

*I buried my face in my hands, trying my hardest to control the whirlwind of emotions flying through me. I had to think straight. This couldn't be over. All of this couldn't have been for nothing. There has to be more.*

*An idea struck me. My head rose slowly, inspiration sparkling in my irises.*

"I know that look. You have an idea." *Zacren smirked, rubbing my back affectionately.*

Kylo: *stepped closer, wanting to hear what was being said. He gave a subtle glare at Zac to keep his hands to himself*

Do you know where Antholius worked? "Where he worked?" *Zacren tapped his chin thoughtfully* "Uhh, somewhere in the business sector. A big warehouse. I think that's where he kept all of his calcinite."

Was he a good businessman? *I asked, my thoughts snapping back together one by one.

"Oh, one of the best I know."

All good businessmen keep records, right? Just in case their clients double-cross them. It's how they keep track of everything. He must have records somewhere!

*Zacren stood in enthusiasm.* "Whoo! You're brilliant! Moonie's back! The old Moonie is back!"

*I struggled to hide my grin, shaking my head slowly. Zac was such a dork.*

"I'll lead the way!" *Zacren began to dramatically march out of the bar, shoving people out of his way. I snickered slightly, watching him stomp his way out into the rain.*

Kylo: *exasperated sigh* He's too happy. I don't like him.

*I got up from the stool, shooting a glance at Kylo. I bit my lip nervously.* Sorry about my outburst...that wasn't professional at all and you didn't deserve to be yelled at. I'm really sorry.

Kylo: You're right, it was unprofessional. You should be lucky you're not with Antholius on the floor. *although he sounded harsh there was a softness behind his tone. He was scolding but holding back a lot* I'll excuse it due to the stress you're under.

*I took a deep breath, looking him in the eyes. His eyes...they were the most important part about Kylo. The rest of his face was impartial, a blank wall of nothing but his eyes betrayed his true emotions. He was constantly a boiling mess of contradictions. He was a man stuck in between a war. A war within and without himself. It's what made him so interesting. It was something that always fascinated me. That and he was exceptionally talented at being oblivious. Especially to things he says.* Sooo, about that whole...wife thing--with Antholius. Um, did you... Are you... Did you mean--?

Kylo: *opened his mouth and shut it, his eyes flicking away a few times* I didn't appreciate the way he disrespected you so I thought the cover would...make up for that. *cleared his throat* Eleanora-

"HOLY STARS, IT'S KRIFFING COLD OUT HERE!" *Zacren screamed from outside of the bar.* "HURRY UP YOU SLOWPOKES! I think my fingers are gonna fall off!"

Kylo: *sighed again at the moment ruined* Again, too damn happy.

*I paused, staring at Kylo for another moment longer, desperately trying to read his emotions. I gulped once and quickly turned around escaping through the door before I could be questioned further.*

Kylo: *let you go without any more words said. It was best that way. Pull his hood up from his caps to block out some cold* Zac, you better walk fast.

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