[ If there is one thing he's good at, it's waiting for the right moment. His dedication to the First Order had been tested over the years– it all depended on the long term. After all, no one was going to help him up the ladder, not with how conniving the upper ranks of the Order could be. Officers were more than happy to step over each other to get what they wanted.
And somehow he ended up near the top of his own willpower and ambition. The same will happen here within the Nest, though possibly without as much backstabbing. Switching gears to a more idealistic view was going to take some doing, but he prided himself on being a tactician. Match the strategy for the mission.
Though all of that, he wants it to be far away right now. Strategy is what got him into this mess. Eventually, he would work on getting himself out of it. He'd plan and watch and wait and execute. Of this there is no doubt. But he wants to be selfish and hang onto this moment where he isn't grinding through another plot.
Pulling himself off of Kylo's shoulder (with some reluctance), he glances up at him, still leaned in close. Slowly, he slides one hand towards the center of Kylo's chest, fingers curling around the fabric of his shirt and tugging so he follows him backwards on the couch. ]
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Date: 2016-09-30 07:29 am (UTC)And somehow he ended up near the top of his own willpower and ambition. The same will happen here within the Nest, though possibly without as much backstabbing. Switching gears to a more idealistic view was going to take some doing, but he prided himself on being a tactician. Match the strategy for the mission.
Though all of that, he wants it to be far away right now. Strategy is what got him into this mess. Eventually, he would work on getting himself out of it. He'd plan and watch and wait and execute. Of this there is no doubt. But he wants to be selfish and hang onto this moment where he isn't grinding through another plot.
Pulling himself off of Kylo's shoulder (with some reluctance), he glances up at him, still leaned in close. Slowly, he slides one hand towards the center of Kylo's chest, fingers curling around the fabric of his shirt and tugging so he follows him backwards on the couch. ]
Then we don't have to talk.