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"I will not have you questioning my methods, Ren." The voice alone made you roll your eyes before the ginger even stepped through the door. You were standing in the corner, watching the committee send by the Royal family of the soon-to-be new ally of the First Order, as General Hux entered the conference room followed by Kylo Ren. After a quick nod of acknowledgment by Ren, the knight and the ginger sat down opposite the rather nervous committee. A small smirk started to form under your mask, as their anxiety and nerves filled the room, while the general, although been annoyed with the knight mere seconds ago, sat opposite them with his ever stoic calm expression. Even though they had eyed you before, now they seemed to find nothing else to look at in addition to being reluctant in starting the negotiations. "She will not leave the room." The mechanical voice emitted by the knight’s helmet filled the room, causing the committee's eyes to snap towards the black clad man, before they slid over to the General, who conveyed his approval of Ren's word with nothing more than a look. But still the committee seemed rather hesitant. "Gentleman, I think it would be wise to start the negotiations now, otherwise there might not be time for negotiations any more." Hux' calm voice seemed to snap them out of their hesitance and the negotiations began.
While the five men on the table started discussing the several treaties to gain the First Order’s protection, you took to observe the First Order's current guests. They had arrived on the Finalizer, a few hours ago. You had been waiting for them in the hangers, after being instructed by Ren to keep an eye on them during their stay. They had arrived and instantly seemed disappointed to only see you standing in the hanger waiting to welcome them. A female clad in black clothing, a big scarf wrapped around your throat and thrown over your shoulder, leaving it to trail down your back almost reaching the floor. A throwing knife belt wrapped around your right leg and two vibroblades crossed on your lower back. The lower half of your face was covered by a mask, leaving your hair, which was decorated with several braids, rings and beads, free to fall over your shoulders. Obviously they had expected a greater welcome or at least the ginger and the knight, but both were absent. Leaving the three men to scowl in annoyance, while you welcomed them and lead them to the conference room. They kept muttering about their welcome, how the First Order was mocking them and their royal family, all the while you were glad that your back was turned to them so they didn't see you rolling your eyes over and over at their petty complaints. Additionally you were grateful for the mask, that covered the bottom half of your face, saving you from having to force a smile every time you had to face them.
'Stop zoning out.' The voice of the knight filled your head. You looked over to him to see his head slightly turned towards you, but not turned enough to lose sight of the visitors. 'I thought I wasn't meant to listen to the negotiations.' You tilted your head slightly to the side almost challenging the knight. Even though you didn't see his eyes, you knew he was glaring at you or at least wasn't impressed. 'You're right you are not.' His voice filled with arrogance echoed in your head. 'However you are actually supposed to observe these idiots.' You gave him an almost invisible nod, before doing as you were told, diverting your eyes back the the three men.
The one in the middle seemed to be the most influential one. Dressed in blood red robes, the fingers clad with heavy gold rings, he was showing off his influence on the Royal family. The others two, although both were heavily clad in jewellery, didn't exclude the same cocky air as the one in the middle. The two on the sides seemed to be a lot more nervous than their leader. They were shaking, playing with their fingers and the up and down movement of their legs was nearly driving you insane. Only their leader was still, a cocky look on his face, while he kept talking to Hux.
The negotiations lasted for another half an hour, before the men started to rise. "Take them back to their ship. We will resume the negotiations tomorrow." Hux’ accent filled the air. You gave him and the knight a nod, before leading the way back to the committee's ship. 'Find us on the bridge after.' You turned slightly to give Ren a quick nod, before you turned forwards once move and with a quick movement of your hand indicate the visitors to follow you.
The walk back to their ship had been quick and uneventful, once again they were mumbling and muttering. Once they had entered their ship, you turned on your heel and started your walk back to the bridge. You strode down the corridors of the Finalizer passing several Stormtroopers and other First Order officers, all who moved out of your way quickly, knowing better than to be in your way. The black fabric of your scarf was floating behind you, as you quickened your speed. Once you finally reached the bridge, the knight and the ginger were standing at the front, looking out into space. "General, Commander.” You stopped behind them, your voice prompting them to turn around and face you. Hux greeted before he spoke, "The committee is back on their ship, I take it?" "Yes, General." You answered clasping your hands behind your back. "Are you questioning the abilities of my knights, Hux?" Ren had his arms crossed over his chest, the mask turned to look the general and with no doubt was glaring at the slightly shorter man. "In that case it would seem like we question each others methods." Hux glared at the helmet, gave you a short nod before he turned away from the both of you and left the bridge. You were still watching the retreating figure of the general when the mechanical sound of the knight's voice modifier snapped your attention back to him. "Follow me." Without even waiting for a reaction the knight strode off. You were quick to follow, both of you making your way to the lower levels of the Finalizer. One of which was strictly meant for Kylo Ren and his Knights.
You had been one of the Knights of Ren for nearly two years now. You weren't their newest member but quite obviously you weren't the oldest. You had been trained by your father and grandfather. Both had been students at the prestigious Academy of Carida. A military academy which had been located on the Spinara Plateau, before it had been destroyed. The academy was known for its tough training program, based on the planet's high gravity. Leaving its students to be some of the finest fighters and the best Stormtroopers. Your father had always told you, that the academy would have been your future if it hadn't been destroyed. It had bothered you in the past that the academy had been destroyed, now however that you were part of the Knights you were glad. Once you had reached your level, Ren gave you a quick nod, before he disappeared into his quarters.
You had been in the gym of the knight's level, when D'arial entered. The female was next to you the second out of the three female members of the Knights of Ren. With a sigh D'arial pulled off her mask, before setting the mask and herself down on the table next to you. The black mask had covered most of her face, leaving only her left eye to be visible. The mostly black mask had a mirrored visor over the right eye with a night vision function, making D'arial a preferred partner on nighttime missions. "So I heard you have the joy of playing babysitter." D'arial smirked, while combing out her hair, which had been in a ponytail, with her fingers. "I'm not sure 'joy' is the right word for it." You offered her a slight smile, before picking up one of the knives laying next to her. The female chuckled, before she focused her attention back on her silver hair, which was tangled into an impressive knot. "One of them is too cocky and the other two look like they'd prefer to be anywhere but here." You watched her struggling with the knot, flinching slightly when she tugged on it rather roughly. "Also I think they think that I'm deaf. At the volume that they discuss their surroundings, hosts and whatnot. Although nothing that would be of interest yet." You offered D'arial the knife you were still holding in your hand to cut off the knot, which she gladly took. "Unless you count the fact that they think the First Order is intimidating." You gave her a bored look, picking up a knife once more. "Well that certainly won't make Galaxy news." D'arial chuckled, cutting off the strand of hair, which had become half its length thanks to the knot. She frowned at the missing piece of hair, before she turned towards the target you had been training with and threw the knife, just grazing the inside of the outer circle. "You and Fen have returned then. Everything went according to plan?" A frown was still prominent on D'arial's face, deepening more when you threw your knife hitting the target dead centre. She gave you a ‘really’ look, before she answered "Well, yes and no. We did as we were told. However it was a bit of a mess, which means Fen and me will definitely return to Akiva tonight or tomorrow morning. Fen is talking to Kylo right now and there is the possibility that you might come with us. It would make things definitely a lot easier." D'arial finished with a sigh, glaring slightly at you, when you once again hit the centre of the target. "How is it you are so good with knives?" You just shrugged picking up the next knife. "My father always wanted me to use a blaster, but I thought knives were much more interesting. Although I use them a lot less then my vibroblades." D'arial nodded and was about to open her mouth, when the door opened and Fen walked in. Fen, just like D'arial, had already been part of the Knights before you joined. He was tall, taller than Ren, his hair was long and brown, the ends were golden tone and it was usually kept in a bun. Scars crossed his face where an Akk dog had scratched him, after Fen had killed its Jedi owner. Similar to D'arial and yourself, Fen was clad in the black attire the Knights of Ren were known for. "Ren wants us to move out this evening." Fen started after he had stopped in front of the two of you. "And what about some more female assistance?" D'arial asked, pointing with her thumb in your direction. "Sorry, D'arial. It will just be the two of us." Fen grinned at the female in front of him. "So the babysitter stays a babysitter." D'arial offered you a sympathetic smile, before she walked over to the door, waved and left. "By the way Ren told me that the committee requested you." Fen stated before he as well left the gym, quickly followed by yourself, as you made your way to the guest's ship.