His power was an asset. [ Hux didn't enjoy having a Force-sensitive as the Supreme Leader but, when push came to shove, it was satisfying as a young man to witness the Order climbing out of the Outer Rim wastelands and into true ferocity. No longer a joke to the haughty Republic. ] As is Ren's.
[ Unless another opportunity to assassinate Ren in his sleep comes around, which he very much doubts, that avenue is done with. Still, Ren is a shoddy leader and he requires Hux to actually organise the entire fucking fleet, so it isn't as if Hux can't fix things to his pleasure out of Ren's sight ... or could, if he were home. It's horribly jarring to be on this moon, away from everything he ever grew up with, and so he cleaves to the directives of whoever takes him in; the Perimeter Guard HQ. ]
The salt melted on my boots this morning. [ A muscle tightens in his jaw. ] Are you a resident of the apartments?
no subject
[ Unless another opportunity to assassinate Ren in his sleep comes around, which he very much doubts, that avenue is done with. Still, Ren is a shoddy leader and he requires Hux to actually organise the entire fucking fleet, so it isn't as if Hux can't fix things to his pleasure out of Ren's sight ... or could, if he were home. It's horribly jarring to be on this moon, away from everything he ever grew up with, and so he cleaves to the directives of whoever takes him in; the Perimeter Guard HQ. ]
The salt melted on my boots this morning. [ A muscle tightens in his jaw. ] Are you a resident of the apartments?
[ Awkward, if so. ]