[He admired her, initially - that potent force of will, raw and unshaped, edging in against his own efforts - saw kinship in her that he could build up under Snoke's guidance, had she not slipped free of his grasp. Now, the more she speaks of the woman that was once his mother, the more driven he feels to break her without mercy. Shatter bone like glass, basking in choked-off screams, the way he had before Starkiller became little more than a distant, burning memory.
That he manages not to is a testament to how committed Kylo Ren is to carrying out his aligned course. Snoke wanted her alive; he's come to ensure that demand becomes a reality.
His blade flicks eagerly forward, poised to strike when he closes in. Her staff won't hold against it, of that he is certain, and while he intends to disarm her, there are marks beneath the worn fabric of his robes that he aches to repay in full.]
I said enough! [And with that, he strikes, lashing out with untethered ferocity for the jut of her right shoulder where it's drawn up defensively.]
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That he manages not to is a testament to how committed Kylo Ren is to carrying out his aligned course. Snoke wanted her alive; he's come to ensure that demand becomes a reality.
His blade flicks eagerly forward, poised to strike when he closes in. Her staff won't hold against it, of that he is certain, and while he intends to disarm her, there are marks beneath the worn fabric of his robes that he aches to repay in full.]
I said enough! [And with that, he strikes, lashing out with untethered ferocity for the jut of her right shoulder where it's drawn up defensively.]