[ it takes a moment for him to connect the crashing of the droid to what actually just happened — kylo flinging the droid away from him.
he can't believe what he's seeing with his eyes. (is he hallucinating?) maybe kylo ren is helping him because of that almost-moment, the sliver of a feeling he pulled out of her. the moment where they both shared their feelings about leia.
or maybe it was just out of pure, simple hatred for hux. he'd take that one, too. hard to blame anyone for that.
a third option presents itself after a delay, his mind slowly sorting itself out after being scrambled. maybe kylo ren was here getting hux out of the way because she wanted the pleasure of torturing him to be solely hers.
or … not? he doesn't know what to make of this. you know what he does know? he knows that he especially doesn't like being a sitting duck strapped to an interrogation rack while this (failed) mutiny attempt goes down. all the commotion going on outside, the hum of kylo's lightsaber, while he just sits and tries to press himself even harder into the rack for cover. (that is not a thing he ever thought he'd do willingly. )
and then it's over. like that. so much happened in what felt like less than a minute. kylo came in, she and hux exchanged words, and now hux was dead.
his attention joins hers as she whips around to look at the previously unnoticed stormtrooper. they were the enemy. the answer to this problem should have been clear. especially from where he was sitting, where kylo ren and, by extension, her knights were more or less on his side?
but it was so …
it just felt wrong. his heart was too soft for this. ]
Leave them alone. C'mon, they're not gonna do anything.
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he can't believe what he's seeing with his eyes. (is he hallucinating?) maybe kylo ren is helping him because of that almost-moment, the sliver of a feeling he pulled out of her. the moment where they both shared their feelings about leia.
or maybe it was just out of pure, simple hatred for hux. he'd take that one, too. hard to blame anyone for that.
a third option presents itself after a delay, his mind slowly sorting itself out after being scrambled. maybe kylo ren was here getting hux out of the way because she wanted the pleasure of torturing him to be solely hers.
or … not? he doesn't know what to make of this. you know what he does know? he knows that he especially doesn't like being a sitting duck strapped to an interrogation rack while this (failed) mutiny attempt goes down. all the commotion going on outside, the hum of kylo's lightsaber, while he just sits and tries to press himself even harder into the rack for cover. (that is not a thing he ever thought he'd do willingly. )
and then it's over. like that. so much happened in what felt like less than a minute. kylo came in, she and hux exchanged words, and now hux was dead.
his attention joins hers as she whips around to look at the previously unnoticed stormtrooper. they were the enemy. the answer to this problem should have been clear. especially from where he was sitting, where kylo ren and, by extension, her knights were more or less on his side?
but it was so …
it just felt wrong. his heart was too soft for this. ]
Leave them alone. C'mon, they're not gonna do anything.