The fall makes her feel like she's being torn from the inside out. She doesn't know if this new Ingress has finally malfunctioned, as she'd imagined it would, or if it's him trying to get inside her head again. And she doesn't really care. He's so close, she could end this right now. Smash his head against a rock, squeeze his throat until he turns blue, any number of things.
General Organa would want him alive, but Rey doesn't think he deserves that. It isn't murder if it's justice, after all. She can think of a few million people who would agree with her.
She isn't prepared to have the Force used against her, and the air is knocked from her lungs as her back hits the metal floor. Circles of light pop over her vision, and she doesn't think she's heard him quite right. The sounds around her are a cacophony, throwing off all her other senses. She doesn't want to be anywhere near him just as much as she wants to do to him what he'd done to Han. Rey struggles with herself for a few seconds before standing, eyes zeroed in on his back and only vaguely taking in her surroundings. Familiar, but completely foreign at the same time. The last few minutes of her life have been a clash of emotions and she can't be bothered to pick and choose right now.
"Get back here!" She's chasing after him, stumbling only briefly as the floor begins its decline. She's used to walking down dunes, and on all kinds of rough terrain. She can't seem to catch up to him, but as they progress, something starts nagging at the back of her mind. A feeling of wrongness, as if this entire space is off by just a little.
same!! and no worries i'd only be concerned about any kind of mind invasion junk
General Organa would want him alive, but Rey doesn't think he deserves that. It isn't murder if it's justice, after all. She can think of a few million people who would agree with her.
She isn't prepared to have the Force used against her, and the air is knocked from her lungs as her back hits the metal floor. Circles of light pop over her vision, and she doesn't think she's heard him quite right. The sounds around her are a cacophony, throwing off all her other senses. She doesn't want to be anywhere near him just as much as she wants to do to him what he'd done to Han. Rey struggles with herself for a few seconds before standing, eyes zeroed in on his back and only vaguely taking in her surroundings. Familiar, but completely foreign at the same time. The last few minutes of her life have been a clash of emotions and she can't be bothered to pick and choose right now.
"Get back here!" She's chasing after him, stumbling only briefly as the floor begins its decline. She's used to walking down dunes, and on all kinds of rough terrain. She can't seem to catch up to him, but as they progress, something starts nagging at the back of her mind. A feeling of wrongness, as if this entire space is off by just a little.