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[therewillbeorder]

WHO: Armitage Hux and you
WHERE: around De Chima
WHEN: early September
WHAT: several open and closed prompts
WARNINGS: violence, mentions of murder, torture, etc



open for anytime- de chima

[It's taken some adjusting to get used to living this planet. He was used to having a routine and being busy, the inactivity made him restless and even more irritated at being stuck on here with few allies. Even wearing clothes that are normal for this place every bit of him is stiff, wary and on edge.

In the mornings he was up a bit before dawn for a run before work, the afternoon he spent running errands, often being found in bookstores stocking up on books on history, science, and technology. He hated being bored and he really hated having idle time on his hands.

Evenings were when he could be found in more questionable parts of the city, blaster tucked out of sight in one pocket in his coat, his gloves off just in case. He likes to be kept busy, even when business has him out in the early hours of the morning. Even when he hears footsteps behind him he doesn't turn, only adjusting the cuffs of his coat, every bit of him on edge.]

closed to bodhi.

Mornings were his time. It was quiet in the early morning, just before dawn so it allowed him to clear his mind on his morning runs. It was time that he had to himself without Kylo Ren in his head or having to deal with business.

At least, until he caught sight of a familiar rebel pilot. He didn't carry his blaster with him this morning but he was hardly defenseless as he slowed to a walk. He wasn't concerned, he was sure he could deal with one rebel if he had to.]

Are you following me now, Bodhi Rook?

[He appreciated Kay handing him that name as well, the droid was surprisingly helpful despite being insufferable.]

live on the wide side.

[Throw me a prompt or hit me up at illuminations for plotting.]

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De Chima - afternoon at the bookshop

[cadbane]

[While it wouldn't be unusual to find this bounty hunter in the seedier parts of town, this afternoon he was at the same bookshop that Hux stepped into. Now, finding somebody else looking though the books wasn't strange in itself but Cad Bane blatantly stuck out with his cowboy-style outfit and today he wasn't even disguised as a human. So seeing a blue alien with scarlet eyes probably would catch anybody's eye and make them do a double take. Those who knew his reputation may even recognise him - or at least know of his species, the Duros.

Currently he was skimming a section near Technology. The shelves held books on advanced weaponry, although from what he'd already seen their version of 'advanced' here left much to be desired. He pulled a large book from the shelf and began flicking through the pages, looking very unimpressed.]

[therewillbeorder]

[The sight of a Duros caught his attention immediately. He knew little of that species but they weren't from an obscure corner of the galaxy. He took a moment to observe the bounty hunter, taking note of what he was looking over. The unimpressed look didn't surprise him, what little he knew of the Duros was that they were fairly capable.

He was surprised he hadn't heard of a Duros being here before so it made it less likely that he was allied with the rebels. But that didn't mean that he would be an Imperial or First Order ally so he would tread carefully.]

It is frustrating how primitive the supposed advanced technology is here, isn't it? [He said simply, regarding Cad Bane carefully before selecting a book to page through it.] But the natives here are so proud of themselves, it would be amusing if it wasn't so pitiful.

[cadbane]

[Bane glances across to the man who's speaking. Looked human - but not from Earth by the sound of it.]

Is it much more advanced where you come from?

[therewillbeorder]

[There was no hint of recognition so that narrowed things down slightly, he could eliminate Resistance fighter or New Republic sympathizer.]

Yes, quite a bit more advanced. I'm used to being able to travel entire sectors of the galaxy in a matter of minutes. Being stuck on one backwater planet is well, limiting.

De Chima, evening. I've been wanting to get these two to interact /)(\

[wearmyface]

[Hux might be on edge, but Vos is calm; relaxed even. He'd been feeling a lot more happy of late, all things considered. Enough so that he'd be humming as he made his way to outside De Chima to revert to robot mode, but the only tunes he knows are in Primal Vernacular. Speaking that as a human? fastest way to mute him for a while.

Technically, he could revert in any of the cities -De Chima being the lucky pick this time-, but he doesn't think for one second that the Autobots wouldn't be up his barrel -for nothing more than showing his robot mode- once they got word of it.

The voice is vaguely female and all too amused.]

Most who wander these parts aren't on edge. You're the redhead that responded to Kay's post.

[At least he thinks so. Telling humans apart is hard, ok.]

yess awesome

[therewillbeorder]

Yes, I am.

[He wouldn't deny or hide the conflict with those from the Resistance or the Rebel Alliance here. He didn't recall the stranger, but then again he hadn't had the time to really follow that insufferable droid's conversations on the network that closely.

But if this person was a friend of the rebels or of the droid, then he had every reason to be wary.]

I take it you're associated with it

[wearmyface]

[Lucky for Hux, Vos actually only knows who he is thanks to that post.]

No, we've spoken twice. He was a decent medic when I arrived.

[therewillbeorder]

Medic?

[He doubted Imperial strategy droids were given any medical programming so he wondered how the droid pulled it off. It must have been a part of the programming done by the Rebellion.]

I suppose you're lucky to be alive. Droids like that aren't programmed medical droids.

here we go

[onlydoubts]

[ Contrary to Hux's belief, Bodhi isn't following him. He didn't know the man even lived out around here, he just liked the relative quiet and peace of the morning and would sometimes take a walk to calm his mind after another night of sleeplessness or nightmares.

It doesn't look like he'll be finding that today. He hasn't seen Hux since the confrontation at the bookstore, or a passing conversation over the network but the less he comes into contact with him, the better - given both meetings. Ignoring the annoyance at hearing his name uttered (because he liked it better when the man didn't know it, he felt a little more... secure), he shrugs. ]

Don't flatter yourself, I didn't know you were out here.

<3

[therewillbeorder]

And you're not running away back to your friends, that's impressive.

[He wanted nothing more than to snap the pilot's neck, to make sure Bodhi's comrades would really miss him. Even if there were no witnesses, it really didn't suit his purposes to just kill Bodhi at the moment even if it was a tempting thought.]

They seemed to really miss you, it was quite touching.

[onlydoubts]

I don't want them fighting my battles for me. [ The prickle of annoyance runs deeper into a flare of anger. He thinks him weak, doesn't know the things he'd lived through. The imposter thought it, too. Even though he'd never once asked for his friends to protect him.

Bodhi is aware, that out of his group he's the only one that Hux has attacked physically, without being provoked first. Well, mostly unprovoked.

And the comment about his friends, knowing the way he'd taunted them about his whereabouts and possible demise. But no, he wasn't gonna play up to it. ]

Yeah? I don't think anyone could say the same for you if you left. That'd probably be cause for celebrations.

[therewillbeorder]

You haven't ran away yet, that's promising. [He stepped forward, looking Bodhi over carefully for a few moments with a hard gaze.]

But you're not used to being brave, are you? I can see how much you want to prove yourself, Bodhi Rook. It's clear in your eyes but I think you're mostly trying to convince yourself of your bravery more than you're trying to convince me.

[He chuckled, shaking his head.]

I'm sure you were attempting to hurt my feelings but I don't need to be popular in order to do what's necessary. [He wouldn't be surprised if a great many people across the galaxy wanted to kill him, it was the price he was willing to do to bring peace and stability to the galaxy.

He knew who he was, what he was, and he wouldn't change it.]

de chima evening (i had to, gomen)

[h2no]

[archie isn't actually looking for hux, he just recognises the baby face and ginger hair. standing outside an alley. it looks suspicious but in reality, he's just waiting for crobat to finish hunting.]

Hey, bitch!

[he waves, grinning.]

oh god <3

[therewillbeorder]

Oh, it's you.

[Hux recognized Archie, stopping to look him over with an unimpressed look. It really was a pity there was no airlock to have this man shoved out of. He really had to be creative in solving problems on this planet lately.

He smirked, raising his eyebrows with amusement.]

I remember you. Don't you have a mud pit to be rolling in right now?

hehehehehehe

[h2no]

[deciding to act the way hux seems to think of him, archie sniffs loudly and spits to the side before replying. you want dumb country bumpkin? he can do that.]

An' take up the pig space? Don't be silly.

[therewillbeorder]

But I'm sure it would be good for you to be among your own kind. Where you belong.

[Not that he knew much about pigs, he wasn't used to nature or really, being outdoors at all.]

De Chima - Bookshop

[faithfulson]

[ Luke was usually found in De Chima, making use of the technology that could be found there. It just so happened that he was at the bookshop the same time as Hux, his nose buried in an engineering book. It was still pretty primitive, but it was helpful; half the time he was overthinking a lot of the tech around him, to the point where he couldn't wrap his head around it sometimes. ]

[ He was so absorbed into what he was reading that he almost didn't notice the bad feeling tingling in the back of his mind. Luke looked up, just in time to see Hux passing by the aisle he was in, and he frowned bitterly, turning away and hoping he hadn't been noticed. ]

[therewillbeorder]

[At first Hux just glanced at Luke Skywalker before stopping once he realized who he had walked by. He held a couple books in his arms on advanced physics he had found interesting, at least for bedtime reading.

He stepped back to look Luke over with amusement, raising his eyebrows.]

Should I give you a chance to run away this time? [He was unaware of the situation with the clone but he still fondly remembered the sight of tears in Luke's eyes.] It seems you're less emotional today at least.

[faithfulson]

[ Of course he saw him there. Luke lifted his eyes from the paged he was reading, frowning bitterly at some spot at the end of the aisle. ]

What are you even talking about? I haven't run away from you yet.

De Chima - in the wee hours of the morning

[cleptes]

[Maurtia Falls was more in line with Bela's after hours activities, given the criminal underbelly. But she's trying to branch out to other porter cities and see what they have on offer. However, Bela isn't pulling off anything tonight. She's only scoping.

Bela turns a corner sharply, almost knocking into someone.

Sorry, Hux.]

[therewillbeorder]

[He had been in the process of pulling his phone out of his pocket so hadn't been paying attention until Bela was suddenly there. He managed not to drop his phone, his other hand going to his coat pocket as he took a moment to see who had ran into him so suddenly.

He frowned as he recognized Bela, moving his hand away from his pocket though he was still wary.]

Well, I can't say I was expecting to run into you here of all places.

[cleptes]

[Bela's gun was concealed in her jacket pocket. Easy to reach but hard for anyone else to see. She rarely went unarmed when she was out at night; after the attack on her shop a few weeks ago Bela had been all the more cautious.

She watched him move his hand away, taking a small step back to give them space to breathe.]

Could say the same for you, Hux. De Chima isn't my usual haunt but I heard good things about the night life.

[It's a stretch of the truth. Not really revealing her actual reason for being here.]

De Chima - bookshop - does bad things with romcom trope

[candor1]

[Paper binding is new to Cassian. Reading-based research is not. Draven saw to that. It's… a nonlinear perspective shift, going from getting informed about an entire galaxy, to getting to focus in on a single planet.

Like how looking out a planetary vista from inside it's atmosphere can seem, to limited human perspective, much vaster than hyperspace. True infinity can't be held in the mind. It almost looks flat. Impose limits and you start to be able to grasp enormity.

For a single planet—and, probably a more active invariable, without a specified mission—Cassian has a harder time narrowing down what to focus on.

Since the thesis of this life is to be the inverse of the other, focus on the micro rather than the macro… he applies that to this second reeducation by choosing subject matter based on what might be relevant (interesting, helpful) to the people around him.

Getting to know this planet's attitude on robotics had been strangely hilarious. He still hasn't broached the subject of this Asimov person's framing with Kay but it's on the mental queue.

The things he'd grabbed while thinking of Jyn were probably the widest ranging, and might have gotten him a strange look from the checkout clerk.

Today is Bodhi. He's holding Man's Search for Meaning and Rumi, looking for a third. He winds up in the technology section, thinking of pilotry.]


[OOC: and their hands meet reaching for the same book… except they'd notice each other sooner but y'know.]

[therewillbeorder]

[He recognized the rebel captain even from behind, frowning. He stayed where he was, Cassian didn't seem to notice him which gave him a moment to consider the possibilities.

It would be satisfying to just strike and walk away before Cassian's body hit the floor but where would be the satisfaction in that? He had other things he was working on and that was going to be far more enjoyable. However, that didn't mean he had to behave.

It's an easy thing to flick a small bit of flame to the open book in Cassian's hands before he approached.]

You should really be more careful with that. [He remarked with amusement as he took a book off the shelf right near Cassian.]

I would hate for you to get burned.

[candor1]

[Spontaneous combustion is… not as far outside of Cassian's experience as one would like.

Though he'd been utterly unprepared for it here. With neither active weaponry nor volcanos.

Too startled to swear, Cassian snapped instantly to react: cracking one knee to the floor and clapping the book blaze-down with it. His eyes alternating between scanning for a source and suffocating the flame.

When he saw Hux… the look in his eyes changed. He slowly drew himself up to his feet again.

(Eyes still moving rapidly. Initially looking for the concealed blaster. Then… Hux's taunt filling in blanks that Cassian couldn't have without it; eyes lifting, somewhere between bland and accusing, to Hux's face. Was that a Portgranted power on display? Had Hux just showed a tiniest part of a hand?)]

I hadn't paid for that yet. That's vandalism against an honest business, General. Thought you were against that.