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Doc's POV
He was pissed. Seething and only barely containing himself. His presence felt as if it was going to crush you any second now. As if someone had thrown you out of a submarine on the bottom of the ocean. The water submerging you, filling every space in your lungs and completely crushing you under its weight. Whether or not your eardrums had already ripped you couldn't tell. If they weren't already they probably would pretty soon.
What had you done? You had succeeded, hadn't you? Where was his helmet? And the rest of his uniform? The brown tunic he had thrown over his shoulder was so out of place. Was this really Kylo?

It was hard to think straight and you stumbled forward, doing your best to seem normal.
That was an incredibly hard task though, given how stiff your limbs were and how difficult it was to coordinate them if you couldn't even feel them. Like maneuvering a marionette on strings, but you were both the puppet and its master at the same time.
Kylo called out his usual 'Doc' and grabbed your wrist, pulling you through the alleyway.

"What the FUCK are you thinking?"

He was so angry. Why...what was the matter? Why did he react this way? It had been a success! The mission had been a success! What was his problem! You felt your throat close up, and your heart started racing. His anger lingered in the air like a hound ready to rip you to shreds any second.

You opened your mouth, the words were so quiet you yourself couldn't really hear them.
"I am sorry! It worked! I destroyed it, it's in my bag, do you want to see it?"

He suddenly let you go, half shoving you away from him and crossed his arms.
"Do NOT disobey me again!"

What...you hadn't? Had you? You had completed the mission! He hadn't even been present and you had taken the necessary actions in order to actually complete it! Why was he so fucking mad at you?

A woman that had been watching both of you from the entrance to a house came closer. From her facial expression, she had been listening. Atleast to everything Kylo had said, what you had replied had probably been too quiet.
"Hey...I won't disobey you, handsome..."

What. Had she just called him...? What the fuck had she called him? 'Handsome'?! And what exactly was that 'not disobeying' thing? As if you had done that?! You had taken matters into your own hands to ensure the First Order would actually succeed. This was not proper disobeying, this was...thinking for yourself! Was it? Disobeying... it hadn't been disobeying it had just been a change of plans!

She got closer, touching his shoulder lightly and moving her hand up his neck. Kylo was still staring at you, only now realizing that there was another human being nearby. Very nearby as well. Far too close for your taste. Her hand wandered further up, towards Kylo's face. He finally looked at her. The woman turned her head slightly. Was she smiling? No. She wasn't but the look in her eyes said enough.

However...the blaster shot that hit her right through the middle of her forehead said more. Actions always had far more meaning than words. She had been too high up on her horse, getting this close to Kylo. Too high up on it, but instead of just pulling her down and beating her to your level you had taken a different route. The end result was the same. In both cases she was lying in the mud. The only difference was that she wouldn't be able to get back up again.

Her body collapsing onto the ground like a house of cards was the only sound that indicated her sudden, early death. You had completely silenced the shot using your force void. In retrospect...an utterly bad decision.

"I slipped.", you said. It would be enough of an explanation.

You clenched your teeth together and stumbled over towards the dead woman. Using the last bit of strength you had, you picked her up and tossed her into the next container. With the rest of the trash. It served her right. What had she been thinking, just touching Kylo in front of you in such an...in such an intimate way.

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