[ With the immediate confusion dealt with, Kylo begins to make his way out of the colosseum. A task made more difficult by the remaining primates. Their ranks have been thinned enough to render any true danger negligible but that doesn’t stop them from being an effective irritant. Particularly when they resort to throwing whatever they can get their hands on.
Which, at this point, largely means literal hands. And other assorted prosthetics. ]
Enough.
[ His growled command is accompanied by a single outstretched arm in the direction of the of the nearest creature. It freezes, eyes flitting about wildly while the rest of its limbs paralyze. He strides toward the now helpless opponent, taking some enjoyment out of its obvious fear before cutting it down.
Once that’s done, he continues toward the exit, paying little attention to anyone still struggling but keeping an eye out for other dangers. Between his lightsaber, still turned on and crackling dangerously, and his tense stance, it’s clear he’s ready for another fight. ]
> around town
[ It doesn’t take long for anger to get the best of him. Perhaps he could have held out longer if the circumstances had been different. Being brought here, practically caged and used as fuel, would never be a satisfactory situation but it’s the timing which truly drives his rage. To be pulled away just as the path in front of him finally seemed to be taking shape... it’s too much. There’s an excess of energy burning within him that no longer has a purpose or enemy to strike towards.
Pity the beasts were more an annoyance than a challenge.
Anyone walking around during the evening hours may be unlucky enough to find Kylo taking out his frustration on what was once a very nice wall. One with a well-painted mural awfully close to the point of destruction.
You’re free to try and interrupt if you’d like. Otherwise, it doesn’t last long. Within a minute or so his temper runs its course and he switches off the lightsaber. He takes a few heavy breaths, seemingly shaking himself out of the trance, before turning towards whatever audience has formed. ]
... Did you need something?
[ Or are you just here to gawk? The question comes out smooth and only faintly irritated, a contrast to the scorch marks and other signs of violence that remain. ]
> wildcard
[ Once the excitement has passed, Kylo can be found making his way throughout the city, observing what he can. He’s tall, grumpy, and completely ill-dressed for the weather — he tends to stand out. Feel free to bother him wherever you’d like.
Otherwise, got an idea for another starter? Just hit me up via solarias/PM/discord. Let’s talk! ]
kylo ren | open
[ With the immediate confusion dealt with, Kylo begins to make his way out of the colosseum. A task made more difficult by the remaining primates. Their ranks have been thinned enough to render any true danger negligible but that doesn’t stop them from being an effective irritant. Particularly when they resort to throwing whatever they can get their hands on.
Which, at this point, largely means literal hands. And other assorted prosthetics. ]
Enough.
[ His growled command is accompanied by a single outstretched arm in the direction of the of the nearest creature. It freezes, eyes flitting about wildly while the rest of its limbs paralyze. He strides toward the now helpless opponent, taking some enjoyment out of its obvious fear before cutting it down.
Once that’s done, he continues toward the exit, paying little attention to anyone still struggling but keeping an eye out for other dangers. Between his lightsaber, still turned on and crackling dangerously, and his tense stance, it’s clear he’s ready for another fight. ]
> around town
[ It doesn’t take long for anger to get the best of him. Perhaps he could have held out longer if the circumstances had been different. Being brought here, practically caged and used as fuel, would never be a satisfactory situation but it’s the timing which truly drives his rage. To be pulled away just as the path in front of him finally seemed to be taking shape... it’s too much. There’s an excess of energy burning within him that no longer has a purpose or enemy to strike towards.
Pity the beasts were more an annoyance than a challenge.
Anyone walking around during the evening hours may be unlucky enough to find Kylo taking out his frustration on what was once a very nice wall. One with a well-painted mural awfully close to the point of destruction.
You’re free to try and interrupt if you’d like. Otherwise, it doesn’t last long. Within a minute or so his temper runs its course and he switches off the lightsaber. He takes a few heavy breaths, seemingly shaking himself out of the trance, before turning towards whatever audience has formed. ]
... Did you need something?
[ Or are you just here to gawk? The question comes out smooth and only faintly irritated, a contrast to the scorch marks and other signs of violence that remain. ]
> wildcard
[ Once the excitement has passed, Kylo can be found making his way throughout the city, observing what he can. He’s tall, grumpy, and completely ill-dressed for the weather — he tends to stand out. Feel free to bother him wherever you’d like.
Otherwise, got an idea for another starter? Just hit me up via