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'Rebuilding the Fallen Blade' - 300 Word Drabble - 1 July Prompt
Title: Rebuilding the Fallen Blade
Author:
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Fandom/Universe: Star Wars
Character: Kylo Ren
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Summary: Kylo Ren inspects his lightsaber and contemplates the events that had led to its near-destruction.
Prompt: Metal
On the floor of a darkened chamber lay the carefully arranged pieces of a weapon crafted from ancient design. None encroached upon this private ceremony but for a singular beam of artificial lighting cast from above, illuminating the unmarried components of tempered steel and cracked red crystal with cold indifference.
Kylo Ren, kneeling and covered only from the waist down, furrowed his brow as he examined the individual parts of the lightsaber for signs of damage. The fiery blade had been extinguished when the scavenger from Jakku had driven it into the snowy ground of Starkiller Base – a temporary malfunction that had corrected itself with time, but worth a closer inspection by its wielder.
She did this, he thought with a mixture of disbelief and admiration. The reminder was then pushed aside, a mere distraction upon which he refused to dwell.
Dark waves of hair curtained the young man’s face as he investigated the flawed crystal that powered the instrument of war – noting its imbalance and resilience alike as he traced it with an almost reverent hesitation. Discovering nothing that should inspire concern, he began to refit each specimen into its respective place, his hands working with an effortless and instinctual precision born of practice.
Ren activated the reconstructed weapon with a simple touch of some unseen switch on its hilt, the crimson beam and its two lesser vents of energy shooting forth with unwavering obedience to its master’s whim. He leapt into a defensive position, the lean muscles of his bare back and shoulders pulling taut as he swept the ignited blade from varying angles with a feline grace.
Satisfied only after a series of experimental swings, and panting slightly, he shut off the lightsaber. Confident that it would not fail him again, he placed it onto his belt.
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Fandom/Universe: Star Wars
Character: Kylo Ren
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Summary: Kylo Ren inspects his lightsaber and contemplates the events that had led to its near-destruction.
Prompt: Metal
On the floor of a darkened chamber lay the carefully arranged pieces of a weapon crafted from ancient design. None encroached upon this private ceremony but for a singular beam of artificial lighting cast from above, illuminating the unmarried components of tempered steel and cracked red crystal with cold indifference.
Kylo Ren, kneeling and covered only from the waist down, furrowed his brow as he examined the individual parts of the lightsaber for signs of damage. The fiery blade had been extinguished when the scavenger from Jakku had driven it into the snowy ground of Starkiller Base – a temporary malfunction that had corrected itself with time, but worth a closer inspection by its wielder.
She did this, he thought with a mixture of disbelief and admiration. The reminder was then pushed aside, a mere distraction upon which he refused to dwell.
Dark waves of hair curtained the young man’s face as he investigated the flawed crystal that powered the instrument of war – noting its imbalance and resilience alike as he traced it with an almost reverent hesitation. Discovering nothing that should inspire concern, he began to refit each specimen into its respective place, his hands working with an effortless and instinctual precision born of practice.
Ren activated the reconstructed weapon with a simple touch of some unseen switch on its hilt, the crimson beam and its two lesser vents of energy shooting forth with unwavering obedience to its master’s whim. He leapt into a defensive position, the lean muscles of his bare back and shoulders pulling taut as he swept the ignited blade from varying angles with a feline grace.
Satisfied only after a series of experimental swings, and panting slightly, he shut off the lightsaber. Confident that it would not fail him again, he placed it onto his belt.
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I thought the lightsaber had been destroyed when I initially saw TFA. Some people still speculate that it was. But it's such an iconic part of the character that I don't think they'll get rid of it (yet?). So I figured the snow just temporarily put it out. And when isn't Kylo contemplating Rey? ;)
Thank you, I'm glad you liked it!
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He should ALWAYS be contemplating Rey, yes :D
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I think it'd be cool if Kylo earns the legacy saber back from Rey and she builds her own. I'd like to see that happen if he's redeemed in the films.
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That WOULD be a nice touch. If she's gonna be a real Jedi she's supposed to go get her crystal from Ilum and pass a test there, right? But maybe she won't even be a Jedi.
I'm getting excited about Halloween already. I'm gonna be Kylo and my boss is gonna be Rey :)
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I laughed out loud when I saw this trending on tumblr. I love it! I'm not planning to portray Hux this way in my own fic, don't worry, but the over-the-top "evil" expression that they're going for here is just hilarious to me.
I think if Rey becomes a Jedi, it's going to be a journey that takes place over all three movies. If it's anything like the original trilogy, she's going to get some training in episode viii, get distracted or interrupted from it somehow, then complete whatever final test she needs in episode ix.
That sounds like fun! :)
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Ky·lo Ren (noun) 1. Son of Han Solo and Leia Organa. Bent on finishing what his grandfather started.
2. Rey's future cute boyfriend.
(verb) 1. To express sorrow or vague disappointment that it has come down to this.
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