Closed | We Were So Sure

[nadasharillen]

WHO: Nari, Kylo Ren, and Rey
WHAT: that time you found out your friends broke up. and also why.
WHEN: Current!
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: nooooone

The only broken things Nari had expected to find at the Hanged Man were the three chairs (and one barstool) she'd watched get utilized in a fight the other night and had returned, as she often does in her spare time, to repair to the best of her ability.

Instead, she finds the chairs, the barstool, and Kylo Ren, the last half-slumped over a tankard at a corner table looking like a slightly disheveled, forlorn stormcloud. So she pulls over a broken chair, pulls up a (relatively) sturdy one, cocks her head to the side with a raised eyebrow and watches him expectantly for a bit before turning to the work of replacing the legs of the chair that had been used for distinctly unchairlike purposes. If he wants to talk, she expects he will. If not, at least she's company.

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[letoldthingsdie]

For several moments he doesn't even register Nari is sitting in front of him. When he does, his head jerks in surprise and he stares blearily at her. He looked like he hadn't slept, let alone left this seat for hours. His hands were gripping his tankard for dear life as he shoved more burning liquid down his throat.

"What are you doing here?" He croaks out, having not spoken to anyone - save for the waitress who cast him a pitying look when she served him another drink - for several hours. Why was she here? Of all people he could probably spill his troubles to it certainly shouldn't be one of Rey's friends. It couldn't be anyone, honestly. They'd all look at him the same way: dangerous, frightening, disgusting. He was a monster, after all. He deserved the solitude.

Yet, she had chosen to sit by him while she worked. His gaze drops from her face to the chair. Distantly he tries to recall if he's broken this or another chair. He wonders what might be broken back at the house that she might fix, lest he tell Rey.