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lostapprentice) wrote2035-01-06 02:37 am
lostapprentice) wrote2035-01-06 02:37 am
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It was only with Luke Skywalker's help that Hux was able to get Kylo Ren to the proper medical facility. Though Luke departed quickly enough to avoid any more questions or threats from the two heads of the First Order, Hux still had plenty to deal with regarding Ren's state of health. The doctors and nurses that began to attend to the knight easily determined the causes of his state, but in order to properly treat him—they needed that mask off of him. They couldn't figure out how to get it off without injuring him further, and didn't have the time to figure it out on their own, so they turned to the general to ask for his assistance.
As convenient as it would have been for Ren to stay unconscious, Hux would need to wake him again to get him to take it off.
As convenient as it would have been for Ren to stay unconscious, Hux would need to wake him again to get him to take it off.
While it was odd to let Luke Skywalker go after they were trying to find him for so long, Hux felt that it was overall the best decision to make. Death wasn't permanent here, at least according to several individuals in this city. It was easy to doubt, but still alarming enough for Hux to leave the Jedi alone. They couldn't go and cause a scene in the middle of a city when they were still unsure about the consequences here. Besides, he needed to make sure Kylo Ren was going to make it-- it was Snoke's direct orders to bring him back and the general had no intention to fail him.
He couldn't afford another mistake after Starkiller Base.
The failure of his life's work threatened to overtake him sometimes, but Hux managed to push it to the corner of his mind as he focused on the unconscious knight in front of him. The medical staff have proven to be adequate in their aid and it made Hux slightly less anxious about the situation. Although, they still needed to get Ren's helmet off and Hux unfortunately needed the man to be awake to get that thing off him.
"Ren." The general was standing by his bedside now, frowning at the stupid mask that was covering him. Ugh, go figure that Ren was still a pain in the ass even while asleep. Hux reached over to his shoulder to try and shake him without injuring him further.
He couldn't afford another mistake after Starkiller Base.
The failure of his life's work threatened to overtake him sometimes, but Hux managed to push it to the corner of his mind as he focused on the unconscious knight in front of him. The medical staff have proven to be adequate in their aid and it made Hux slightly less anxious about the situation. Although, they still needed to get Ren's helmet off and Hux unfortunately needed the man to be awake to get that thing off him.
"Ren." The general was standing by his bedside now, frowning at the stupid mask that was covering him. Ugh, go figure that Ren was still a pain in the ass even while asleep. Hux reached over to his shoulder to try and shake him without injuring him further.
Ren woke with a shudder and a shaky noise of pain, but it was only obvious he was actually awake when his gloved hand reached up to grab the general's arm that had moved to get his attention. His grip was firm, but not as strong as it had been earlier. He was trembling slightly, his breaths still shallow.
"Hux—"
He didn't know what was going on. Where were they? His mind was too muddled to make the right connections. All he knew right now was that the general was in front of him.
"Hux—"
He didn't know what was going on. Where were they? His mind was too muddled to make the right connections. All he knew right now was that the general was in front of him.
Edited (whoop not clear enough) 2016-02-18 06:20 (UTC)
"Take off your mask."
Hux wasted no time in telling what he needed Ren to do and for once he didn't try and tear his arm away from his grip. It would be utterly ridiculous if the man died or passed out again before they got the helmet off. The doctors looked grateful that Hux was the one talking and dealing with Ren, but the general paid no mind to them as he looked at his only ally here.
"You're in the hospital-- medical needs your helmet removed before they can continue on." Hux figured that he needed to explain the situation at least a little bit. After all, the last time he was awake, he was facing Luke Skywalker. This sudden change would disorient anyone and Ren wasn't the best in handling surprise situations.
Hux wasted no time in telling what he needed Ren to do and for once he didn't try and tear his arm away from his grip. It would be utterly ridiculous if the man died or passed out again before they got the helmet off. The doctors looked grateful that Hux was the one talking and dealing with Ren, but the general paid no mind to them as he looked at his only ally here.
"You're in the hospital-- medical needs your helmet removed before they can continue on." Hux figured that he needed to explain the situation at least a little bit. After all, the last time he was awake, he was facing Luke Skywalker. This sudden change would disorient anyone and Ren wasn't the best in handling surprise situations.
His—his mask, of course. It would get in the way. He was injured, obviously the medics would need him out of his garments, especially with the burned streak that still stung his face.
His hands went to the proper latches under his jaw, and with a hiss, the faceplate disengaged. Ren pulled the helmet off his head and let it fall to the floor with a heavy clunk, revealing the pale, sweaty face underneath, the wound on his face not any better for the cover the mask provided the past several hours. He was obviously dazed and in a great amount of pain.
When one of the nurses approached with a pair of scissors to get his clothes off of the worst of the injuries, he shoved them away just enough to make them stumble backwards, mumbling not to touch his robes, that he'd get them off himself. After pulling himself up into a sitting position using Hux's arm, thankfully he did so without any further argument, though his shaky hands made it more difficult than normal, and soon the doctors were actually able to do what they needed to help him. The rest of him was pale as his face, aside from the bright red of his burns, and the blaster wound on his side was still bleeding.
At least he wasn't causing any trouble. He didn't really have the strength to.
His hands went to the proper latches under his jaw, and with a hiss, the faceplate disengaged. Ren pulled the helmet off his head and let it fall to the floor with a heavy clunk, revealing the pale, sweaty face underneath, the wound on his face not any better for the cover the mask provided the past several hours. He was obviously dazed and in a great amount of pain.
When one of the nurses approached with a pair of scissors to get his clothes off of the worst of the injuries, he shoved them away just enough to make them stumble backwards, mumbling not to touch his robes, that he'd get them off himself. After pulling himself up into a sitting position using Hux's arm, thankfully he did so without any further argument, though his shaky hands made it more difficult than normal, and soon the doctors were actually able to do what they needed to help him. The rest of him was pale as his face, aside from the bright red of his burns, and the blaster wound on his side was still bleeding.
At least he wasn't causing any trouble. He didn't really have the strength to.
It was a relief that Ren was actually listening to him without fighting the whole way. Definitely made this a whole lot easier and ensured that he'd get medical attention soon rather than later. His facial wound still looked bad, but it didn't seem to be any worse or infected. Just for that, Hux was able to relax just a little bit.
Hux was close to chastising him for shoving the nurses away and it was only because Ren started to undress himself that the general kept his words in. While he disliked him and found him childish most of the time, Hux wasn't about to start an argument or be even more difficult right now. Ren was injured and his recovery was actually a priority for Hux. Therefore, he could be professional and distant despite any irritation he might feel.
Once Ren was disrobed, Hux started to pull his arm away from him.
Hux was close to chastising him for shoving the nurses away and it was only because Ren started to undress himself that the general kept his words in. While he disliked him and found him childish most of the time, Hux wasn't about to start an argument or be even more difficult right now. Ren was injured and his recovery was actually a priority for Hux. Therefore, he could be professional and distant despite any irritation he might feel.
Once Ren was disrobed, Hux started to pull his arm away from him.
Kylo Ren was largely silent while the doctors did their work, though he refused to be sedated and tried several times to refuse painkillers. He was mostly successful, though they did manage to sneak one dose of something into an injection. He didn't have the energy to gripe about it after he finally noticed.
He was bandaged and hooked up to an IV and a few other things by the time they were done, almost an hour later, and he stared at the white ceiling, his breathing more even than it had been. As much as his body was telling him to rest, he had no desire to.
"Hux." His voice was low, almost rough. "Where are we."
He was bandaged and hooked up to an IV and a few other things by the time they were done, almost an hour later, and he stared at the white ceiling, his breathing more even than it had been. As much as his body was telling him to rest, he had no desire to.
"Hux." His voice was low, almost rough. "Where are we."
Hux remained nearby, seating himself on one of those uncomfortable hospital chairs as the doctors worked. The general had to make sure that he made it through and that Ren didn't give any more grief to the people that were trying to help. He could work interference if it came down to it, even though Hux just hoped that he wouldn't be a pain. Thankfully, Ren was being mostly cooperative, even though he refused all painkillers and sedatives. Which. Fine. If he wanted to be fully aware of everything that was happening, Hux wasn't going to force him either unless it became a real problem.
Hux was leaning back in his chair by the time the doctors were finished, with Ren finally bandaged up and no longer in any clear present danger. Well, danger from his wounds. They were still stuck in a new world with its own set of rules with people from the Resistance and Han Solo and Luke Skywalker running around. Oh, and no First Order. He had one word that accurately described this place:
Hell.
But he decided to actually give him an answer. "Verens. City on a floating island called Empatheias." He was completely serious here, despite how ridiculous all of this was. Ugh, none of this made logical sense and Hux detested not understanding what was going on. The lack of control was just aggravating to deal with.
"You're in the local medcenter." He added with his posture still the epitome of calm despite his sour thoughts.
Hux was leaning back in his chair by the time the doctors were finished, with Ren finally bandaged up and no longer in any clear present danger. Well, danger from his wounds. They were still stuck in a new world with its own set of rules with people from the Resistance and Han Solo and Luke Skywalker running around. Oh, and no First Order. He had one word that accurately described this place:
Hell.
But he decided to actually give him an answer. "Verens. City on a floating island called Empatheias." He was completely serious here, despite how ridiculous all of this was. Ugh, none of this made logical sense and Hux detested not understanding what was going on. The lack of control was just aggravating to deal with.
"You're in the local medcenter." He added with his posture still the epitome of calm despite his sour thoughts.
Ren gingerly laid a hand over his eyes, careful not to disturb the bandages that crossed over the bridge of his nose. So it hadn't been a bizarre dream after all. He'd already begun to suspect it, given the way his senses were dulled. Without the Force he felt... trapped, almost.
He tried to recall the specific details of what happened before he lost consciousness.
"What happened with Skywalker."
The man's bleeding heart probably drove him to stupidly help his nephew to the hospital along with Hux, but now Ren couldn't sense him at all, which meant he was probably elsewhere. It was frustrating, but he didn't have the energy to get truly angry about it at the moment. More than just his senses were dulled at the moment.
He tried to recall the specific details of what happened before he lost consciousness.
"What happened with Skywalker."
The man's bleeding heart probably drove him to stupidly help his nephew to the hospital along with Hux, but now Ren couldn't sense him at all, which meant he was probably elsewhere. It was frustrating, but he didn't have the energy to get truly angry about it at the moment. More than just his senses were dulled at the moment.
"After he assisted me in carrying you here, he left. My guess? To do more good deeds and help the average man." Definitely some mockery in his voice.
Hux was pretty sure that Ren wasn't going to take that news particularly well, but he was ready to defend his actions if it came to it. They weren't going to kill Luke Skywalker right now, to do so would be completely reckless. Perhaps Ren didn't see it, but they needed to be patient. Think about everything and look at this from a strategic point of view.
Oh, he wanted nothing more than to kill Skywalker and especially Poe Dameron. That pilot was largely responsible for everything that went wrong, including FN-2187's escape and Starkiller Base's destruction. Just the thought of Dameron was enough to cause a sudden crack in the wall next to Hux, despite his outer calm appearance. But as with Luke, the general knew that they couldn't exactly go after him right now.
Hux was pretty sure that Ren wasn't going to take that news particularly well, but he was ready to defend his actions if it came to it. They weren't going to kill Luke Skywalker right now, to do so would be completely reckless. Perhaps Ren didn't see it, but they needed to be patient. Think about everything and look at this from a strategic point of view.
Oh, he wanted nothing more than to kill Skywalker and especially Poe Dameron. That pilot was largely responsible for everything that went wrong, including FN-2187's escape and Starkiller Base's destruction. Just the thought of Dameron was enough to cause a sudden crack in the wall next to Hux, despite his outer calm appearance. But as with Luke, the general knew that they couldn't exactly go after him right now.
The man's mouth twisted into a displeased frown before he spoke through clenched teeth, his hand still over his eyes. So he was right. He'd been humiliated by barely grazing his enemy, collapsing, and being carried by the man whose death was Ren's end goal.
"Why didn't you listen to me."
His growing anger made his heart pound, and the room grew warmer for it. It seemed he might have the energy to get mad after all.
"Why didn't you listen to me."
His growing anger made his heart pound, and the room grew warmer for it. It seemed he might have the energy to get mad after all.
Hux's first instinct was to tell Ren that he didn't have to listen to him. He wasn't a stormtrooper that he could just boss around. They were nearly equals under Snoke and he didn't take orders from the volatile knight. Miraculously, Hux managed to not say any of this and went for a more logic retort.
"As I said during our encounter, that Luke Skywalker wasn't of the correct age that he should've been. Even considering that he's the actual Skywalker, we cannot kill someone in broad daylight when we have no information about our current situation and how we got here. The First Order is not here and further complications will only impede our progress in figuring a solution to return back to our galaxy."
Hux managed to say all this with his blank cool, the air around him becoming steady as the crack he caused earlier started to repair itself.
"As I said during our encounter, that Luke Skywalker wasn't of the correct age that he should've been. Even considering that he's the actual Skywalker, we cannot kill someone in broad daylight when we have no information about our current situation and how we got here. The First Order is not here and further complications will only impede our progress in figuring a solution to return back to our galaxy."
Hux managed to say all this with his blank cool, the air around him becoming steady as the crack he caused earlier started to repair itself.
"I don't care what age he was, I know it was him—I recognized his presence," Ren replied in an aggravated tone, then after a moment, he added mournfully: "We could have ended the Jedi."
Some of the shadows became darker near the Force user, making his dark hair look that much darker. Though his mind was still muddled, he couldn't argue against a few of the general's points. Some of the heat faded.
"We must be far from our galaxy," he said, intending to give Hux information the man may not have been certain of before. "Very far."
This, at least, he knew from the way he could not feel the Force. In a way, even that was jarring, though—while not many had ventured out of their own galaxy and into others, he... could not imagine a place where the Force wasn't present. And yet here he was, feeling cut off from the sense he'd had nearly his entire life.
Some of the shadows became darker near the Force user, making his dark hair look that much darker. Though his mind was still muddled, he couldn't argue against a few of the general's points. Some of the heat faded.
"We must be far from our galaxy," he said, intending to give Hux information the man may not have been certain of before. "Very far."
This, at least, he knew from the way he could not feel the Force. In a way, even that was jarring, though—while not many had ventured out of their own galaxy and into others, he... could not imagine a place where the Force wasn't present. And yet here he was, feeling cut off from the sense he'd had nearly his entire life.
Edited (much better) 2016-02-21 07:51 (UTC)
Hux still had his doubts about that Luke that they met, but he could admit that Ren usually could sense things well with the Force. He knew that it was FN-2187 that betrayed them before Hux even checked the registry. Therefore, he was willing to concede that was the real Luke Skywalker and not a clone. It was just... time travel.
Apparently a thing that could happen here, no matter how ridiculous it sounded. Well, the theory of time travel was out there, but never achieved through science before. But considering he and Ren were suddenly teleported to this world and emotions did have an influence on the environment, Hux had to swallow some of his more doubtful concerns about various things.
So much for good old logic and reasoning. It was aggravating.
"He's still here, Ren. The opportunity to kill him isn't gone forever, we just need to choose the right time for it."
Because killing him would definitely put the First Order in a better position. Snoke might even look past his failure at Starkiller Base if he not only brought Ren back, but if Luke was killed. Definitely wouldn't hurt. Still, they needed to find a way back to their galaxy before anything like that could happen.
"We are far from our galaxy. I've been collecting information since our arrival here. I'm planning on testing what intel I gather, but so far I can confirm that emotions do affect the environment around us."
Apparently a thing that could happen here, no matter how ridiculous it sounded. Well, the theory of time travel was out there, but never achieved through science before. But considering he and Ren were suddenly teleported to this world and emotions did have an influence on the environment, Hux had to swallow some of his more doubtful concerns about various things.
So much for good old logic and reasoning. It was aggravating.
"He's still here, Ren. The opportunity to kill him isn't gone forever, we just need to choose the right time for it."
Because killing him would definitely put the First Order in a better position. Snoke might even look past his failure at Starkiller Base if he not only brought Ren back, but if Luke was killed. Definitely wouldn't hurt. Still, they needed to find a way back to their galaxy before anything like that could happen.
"We are far from our galaxy. I've been collecting information since our arrival here. I'm planning on testing what intel I gather, but so far I can confirm that emotions do affect the environment around us."
As much as Ren felt the longer they waited, the more prepared Skywalker would be, he had to admit he wouldn't be able to do much in his current state. With a quiet noise in the back of his throat, he pulled his hand off his eyes to look at the general. Though he initially intended to ask what sorts of information Hux had gathered, he was distracted by the mark on his face.
"What happened to you."
It was more accusatory a remark than one of any concern.
"What happened to you."
It was more accusatory a remark than one of any concern.
...Seriously, Ren? You were going to ask about that?
Hux raised a hand to the bruise that was forming on his face, unable to hide his scowl as he thought about Han Solo and their admittedly embarrassing encounter. Next time, he wouldn't be caught off guard by the man. He really didn't want to talk about it with Ren, but letting him know that a young Han was here outweighed his anger.
"Had a run in with Han Solo. A young one, similar to how Skywalker is here." He didn't need to divulge any more details than that. It was straight to the point and gave the information Ren needed the most.
Hux raised a hand to the bruise that was forming on his face, unable to hide his scowl as he thought about Han Solo and their admittedly embarrassing encounter. Next time, he wouldn't be caught off guard by the man. He really didn't want to talk about it with Ren, but letting him know that a young Han was here outweighed his anger.
"Had a run in with Han Solo. A young one, similar to how Skywalker is here." He didn't need to divulge any more details than that. It was straight to the point and gave the information Ren needed the most.
When the general explained the situation—specifically, when he mentioned Han Solo—Kylo Ren's eyes went wide with a stunned look. Han Solo, and young Han Solo, no less, had punched Hux in the face.
His lips twitched for a brief second, wide eyes still staring. Not a moment after that, he brought the back of his palm against his mouth and turned his face away, letting out a breath that turned into a single quiet squeak of laughter.
As much as he tried to hold it back, even biting his lips, he couldn't stop the high-pitched string of chuckles that followed. His hand mostly blocked the stupid grin on his face, but it couldn't hide the way his eyes crinkled.
He'd officially lost it.
His lips twitched for a brief second, wide eyes still staring. Not a moment after that, he brought the back of his palm against his mouth and turned his face away, letting out a breath that turned into a single quiet squeak of laughter.
As much as he tried to hold it back, even biting his lips, he couldn't stop the high-pitched string of chuckles that followed. His hand mostly blocked the stupid grin on his face, but it couldn't hide the way his eyes crinkled.
He'd officially lost it.
What-- was Kylo Ren laughing at him?!
How rude...!!
Hux immediately frowned at his reaction, real irritation and embarrassment flushing his face for a moment as he watched the normally joyless man chuckle at his misfortune. How dare he...! He didn't see the humor in this at all and Hux had no idea why Ren was laughing at the image of Han Solo punching him. He was just another foolish person from the Resistance. The Rebels. Same difference.
"There's nothing to laugh about!" Ignore the sudden cold surrounding him.
How rude...!!
Hux immediately frowned at his reaction, real irritation and embarrassment flushing his face for a moment as he watched the normally joyless man chuckle at his misfortune. How dare he...! He didn't see the humor in this at all and Hux had no idea why Ren was laughing at the image of Han Solo punching him. He was just another foolish person from the Resistance. The Rebels. Same difference.
"There's nothing to laugh about!" Ignore the sudden cold surrounding him.
His laughter continued even as Hux attempted to admonish him for it.
"I'm dead," he finally said, a near-hysterical tone to his voice as he continued to chuckle weakly between speaking to himself. "That's the only way this makes sense. A man I killed not six hours ago punched General Hux in the face, and we're all in some bizarre afterlife."
"I'm dead," he finally said, a near-hysterical tone to his voice as he continued to chuckle weakly between speaking to himself. "That's the only way this makes sense. A man I killed not six hours ago punched General Hux in the face, and we're all in some bizarre afterlife."
Much of his irritation dissipated at the comment, becoming confusion instead as he watched Ren speak in an almost maniac tone. Did he finally lose it? Why would he think they were dead just because a young Han Solo was here? Well, it was obvious now that an older Han died on Starkiller base, but this reaction still seemed out of the blue. Ugh, Hux normally wouldn't care what was going on in his head, but he sorta needed him to be sane if they were going to work together to get off this forsaken planet.
"Luke Skywalker isn't dead in our time. You're not dead. Neither am I. Don't jump to ridiculous conclusions just because Han Solo is here."
"Luke Skywalker isn't dead in our time. You're not dead. Neither am I. Don't jump to ridiculous conclusions just because Han Solo is here."
His expression lost any hint of humor almost immediately, something like an empty gloom in his features. His voice was similarly devoid of feeling when he spoke, and his eyes still focused on the wall rather than Hux. His shadows darkened again, making him look even paler than he already was.
"You don't know that. How do you suggest I survived a planet's collapse when I could hardly get to my feet, let alone get to a ship to leave it."
"You don't know that. How do you suggest I survived a planet's collapse when I could hardly get to my feet, let alone get to a ship to leave it."
Edited (bah wrong word) 2016-02-24 04:58 (UTC)
"Because I personally rescued you."
There was an air of contempt in his voice, clearly implying that the rescue wasn't his idea but he still went through with it because of orders. Although, Hux could admit that the First Order needed all of its power and allies at this time, especially since Starkiller Base was destroyed. Rescuing Ren was probably a good move strategically, but that didn't mean Hux had to like it.
The only other positive thing about rescuing Ren was the fact that Snoke may not kill him when he returned with the Knight by his side.
There was an air of contempt in his voice, clearly implying that the rescue wasn't his idea but he still went through with it because of orders. Although, Hux could admit that the First Order needed all of its power and allies at this time, especially since Starkiller Base was destroyed. Rescuing Ren was probably a good move strategically, but that didn't mean Hux had to like it.
The only other positive thing about rescuing Ren was the fact that Snoke may not kill him when he returned with the Knight by his side.
The expression on his face didn't appear change, but there was a slight twitch to his lips and his eyelids fluttered for a moment. A few moments later, he let out a soft, "Oh."
His mind wasn't quite in the right state to connection the dots just yet—to come to the idea that Snoke had ordered said rescue and recognize how much Hux would rather leave him to die. So for the moment he simply allowed the hope of survival to warm him. Under the bed a few miniature white flowers began to break their way through the tile, a phenomenon that could have easily been missed.
His mind wasn't quite in the right state to connection the dots just yet—to come to the idea that Snoke had ordered said rescue and recognize how much Hux would rather leave him to die. So for the moment he simply allowed the hope of survival to warm him. Under the bed a few miniature white flowers began to break their way through the tile, a phenomenon that could have easily been missed.
That wasn't quite the reaction Hux was expecting.
He never heard Ren say anything in a soft manner before. It was always loud, usually with a tone of superiority that Hux hated with a passion. This wasn't even including the fact he was talking to Ren without his helmet on, which was a rare scenario in itself. Almost strange to hear him without that voice modulator distorting his words. Hm.
Luckily for Ren, he didn't notice the white flowers that bloomed under his bed. He would never live that down if Hux saw that.
"In case you don't remember, I found you in the snow and had you transported to a shuttle before the planet exploded." Hux eventually said, continuing on as if he didn't note the unusual reaction. It was for the sake of both of their sanity.
He never heard Ren say anything in a soft manner before. It was always loud, usually with a tone of superiority that Hux hated with a passion. This wasn't even including the fact he was talking to Ren without his helmet on, which was a rare scenario in itself. Almost strange to hear him without that voice modulator distorting his words. Hm.
Luckily for Ren, he didn't notice the white flowers that bloomed under his bed. He would never live that down if Hux saw that.
"In case you don't remember, I found you in the snow and had you transported to a shuttle before the planet exploded." Hux eventually said, continuing on as if he didn't note the unusual reaction. It was for the sake of both of their sanity.
"I don't remember," he admitted in the same quiet voice. "I don't even recall hearing a shuttle approaching."
He'd thought that was it for him. Even if the girl had spared him for whatever strange reason, the Resistance was going to take his life anyway, via the planet's collapse. That was the conclusion he'd come to, before now. But perhaps he'd fallen unconscious when Hux came to retrieve him? It made enough sense to him—about as much as anything about this situation could make sense.
He'd thought that was it for him. Even if the girl had spared him for whatever strange reason, the Resistance was going to take his life anyway, via the planet's collapse. That was the conclusion he'd come to, before now. But perhaps he'd fallen unconscious when Hux came to retrieve him? It made enough sense to him—about as much as anything about this situation could make sense.
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