photophobic | [IC CONTACT]

Hey, Ren. (Or should I call you Kylo? Or Kylo Ren? Lemme know.) Anyway, it was good to see you. Uh, I hope you're alright. I know you said it was someone you work with, but that guy - General Hux - he just didn't seem in a very good place. I know it's none of my business, but that kind of work environment can get toxic, fast. If you need any help, let me know. Regardless - we should get a drink some time. I don't actually live in the same city, but I'm down there pretty frequently, if you want to meet up? Catch you later bud, Poe

Made a list of recipes for these holidays. I thought you might like to have a quick look, you can tell me what you'd like me to make.

[list of traditional thanksgiving type food yadda yadda]

[ He kept to himself during the problem with people's memories being swapped around, quietly nursing the pain the memory he had received. It hurt; he could still feel the betrayal like it really had happened to him, still feel the rage tingling at the fringes of his perception. There was just so much pain, and he had to go to the person that he knew owned those memories. ]

Kylo.
Can we talk?

[ It has to be about a week and a half later that she works up the courage to go through with hitting 'Send' to one of the many messages she'd tried writing up.

—Mother!

It's never left her. ]

I'm sorry.

I don't feel well. I need some time to get some fresh air, I think. Or just to get away. I can't decide.

Kylo, I'm asking too much of you. You've got enough to figure out without me dragging you down.

I just - I don't know how to handle all of this. I don't know how to change.

[ It's a quiet hum. Miss-able entirely until he is meditating in the darkness of the crystal caves and even then it's barely detectable. Somewhere, underneath the city of Maurtia Falls, someone is crafting the darkness. Someone (or perhaps something) is spreading through the forgotten dark places, it's power tangling through like sprawling roots.

And it is not so very far from his cave. ]

[while he's ferrying Luke to Maurtia Falls:]

You there? Tell me you're all right, your uncle's worrying his head off over something involving Kenobi, and I just—

Tell me you're okay.

Let me knowif you need anything.

[He's not sure how to express what else he wanted to say, taking a moment to choose his next words carefully.]

I'll have my phone on tomorrow, just in case.

[ Kylo, your phone is ringing. How is it this song? Powers. ]

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I have something for you.

You might want to sit down.

Hey, Kylo, uh—

[Hoo, boy. Han pauses, thinks over his next words. This kind of thing, this active seeking of an emotional talk that frankly kind of scares him, is not really something Han really makes a habit of doing, but, well. This is his boy. So he sighs.]

You feel like heading out for lunch sometime? I'll pay, and—we can have that talk you were saying we should have. And—maybe we can get to know each other better. Or, I guess, I'll get to know you better. [A little chuckle.] You already know your old man well enough, I'd bet.

Lemme know when you're free, all right? I'll come on by, and I promise I won't even glare at Hux if he comes out.

[ He wasn't certain the other would actually return but Thrawn did wait until Kylo reappeared on the Network before he made contact.]

I might have extended thanks for your assistance in the 'matter' discussed if Vanto was not so very nearly broken beyond repair.

[ Sup Kylo. Oh, by the way, Eli was within a day or two of going completely crazy. ]

hello!! sorry to bother you
i just wanted to know if youd been by to see miss padme
and if shes doing ok

I saw your conversation with Leia over the network.

I hope your meeting went well.

[ RING RING ]

Hey, everything going okay?

They can't record text messages so we have some privacy here. I wouldn't contact you otherwise.

I'm guessing you already are aware of the recent string of port-outs.

If you need to talk, I'm here.

[ Luke waits a few days before contacting Kylo, only because contacting him immediately after Han and Leia disappear was definitely a bad idea. Even after this long he's not sure if it's a good idea to contact him, but he couldn't stay silent forever. ]

Are you okay?

Hello, Kylo. It's Ash.
I'd like to tell you something, if that's alright.

I didn't want to disturb you but I wanted to let you know that your grandfather wanted to take me out tonight for training. I'll be home later tonight.

There's an art museum I've been meaning to visit for some time but haven't gotten around to.

Now seems as good a time as any. Would you like to accompany me?

Sergeant TK-622, checking in, my Lord. [Whatever discomfort he has about contacting Ren is outweighed by necessity. He has to be certain that everyone is still present and accounted for, or things could get even worse than they already are.]

hey longtime no see... or idk, brainfeel.
how's all the horrible garbage with the space arseholes?

[ Alone in her residence, this could be a good time to seek him out. It's all thanks to a younger Luke that she's sending off a short video feed to her son.

She's much older than the version that's stuck here. How she's come to age thirty-some years into the older woman he would be more familiar with, who knows. Leia's seated, hands on her lap. Under a sleeve, out of sight, her nail digs and drags slightly against a finger. Possibly a nervous tick? Something to keep her grounded? She looks calm but sad, weakened, tired and yet...hopeful. ]

I'm sorry.

[ Two words, the weight and meaning behind them heavy, said with the utmost sincerity. ]

A day after their meeting, text.

text;

[Text | Backdated to after the memory event]

text

[After the Big Obi-Wan/Padmé/Ahsoka Reveal Party...]

[at some mutually convenient point on the timeline around New Years-ish, action]

[voice]

text;

Call; YES #100