serving multiple gunshot wound realness [closed]

[killthepast]

who: Kylo Ren and Various
what: Catch-all for February/March things while Kylo recovers from getting shot up in a street by some COMMON CRIMINALS (it was Poe and John). Mostly for threads that have already been planned, but feel free to poke me somewhere if you'd like me to put up a starter for you.
when: February & March
where: Mostly a skeevy motel
warnings: References to violence and torture

Comments

[peacemongering]

[The pair clearly liked each other; it could have been because it was new or because Kylo literally had so little personal emotional self control that the flood gates had been opened and nothing could reel it all back in for the time being. He appreciated that there was a level of respect towards him, and he smiled with fatherly approval to Kylo even as he shook Leonard's hand.]

Good handshake. That's a good sign of man's abilities.

[He withdrew to give the pair a touch more space, but his gaze was intent on Leonard in an friendly way. This was someone he immediately took notice off, and it reminded him of a person he had once spoken on the network too. Some men refused to break no matter how far they were bent, and he already had the impression that this one cared very little for his opinion on the relationship.

This was for Ren, so he liked to think the affection was mutual. Good, there was a point to strike a fire too.]

And is professional larceny your occupation? Perhaps a more honest profession compared to the ones that you likely steal from. You seem too cool and calm to be out for most damage.

[He glanced at Kylo, his smile widening.] I like him. Good job.

[killthepast]

[ One day, Kylo will learn to stop seeking out parents in others. He'll accept that Han Solo, for all his failures and imperfections, was his father, his only father, and that he loved him to the end. Buuuut today isn't that day. For now, Pierce is the father he'd always wanted: present, where Han was absent; kind, where Snoke was cruel; and accepting, where Luke was not. He doesn't see Ren as a weapon (far as Ren can tell), nor does he see him as a monster. And right now, in a time and place where Ren is wandering, aimless and adrift, Pierce offers stability. Guidance. Purpose.

So that approval means something to Kylo, and he feels a sense of pride-- warm, pleasant-- blooming in his chest. His eyes rake over Leonard, a faint smile pulling at his lips. YEAH, SOMEBODY'S GETTING LAID WHEN THIS IS OVER. Then, to Pierce: ]

Thank you, sir. [ Just from his voice, it's clear how much Pierce's seal of approval means to him. Both men can easily pick it up. For all that Ren can be fearsome, between his overly expressive face and untamed emotions, he wears his issues on his sleeve. He feels he should say something else, something like 'It's hard not to like him,' but open affection is still largely uncharted territory for him, and he's never done... this before.

He can't help but wonder how Han would have reacted if he'd brought Leonard to him. The thought sends a familiar twist to his guts, that nauseating grief he still hasn't been able to pull himself back from. Ren sweeps his gaze away from the other two men, finding something else to focus on for the moment. ]

84 years later

[hypothermic]

I'd say it's my art.

[Leonard has pride in his abilities. Why shouldn't he? He's the best at what he does. There's no job too big, no mark too dangerous, and no prize too petty. So long as he gets a kick out of it, he's up for any challenge. If it exists, he can steal it.

Case in point.

Leonard turns his hand over to reveal Pierce's watch. It's a heavy, expensive piece. Amateurs work by sleight of hand. Experts have a special touch. Strategy. The distraction of a handshake, and conversation, to trick the brain into putting its focus forward and away from the extremities.

He offers it back to Pierce with a venomously sweet smile. Leonard's not trying to get Kylo in trouble, after all. He was simply making a statement. Talk is cheap.

A flutter of his eyelashes at Kylo.]

He loves my party tricks.