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WHO: Armitage Hux and Bodhi Rook
WHERE: warehouse
WHEN: night of October 2nd/early morning of October 3rd
WHAT: murder fun times
WARNINGS: murder, torture, violence. very bad things.

burning down the house- bodhi rook

[It wasn't difficult to get one of his new 'allies' to grab the pilot, knocking him unconscious to make it easier to get him where they wouldn't be interrupted. It was really a simple plan, Hux was rather pleased with himself even though he had a long night ahead of him.

Once Bodhi was securely tied to chair in they left were alone in the middle of a bare room. He would have let Bodhi wake up on his own but he was on a bit of a schedule. Punctuality was important.]

Time to wake up, pilot. [He peeled his gloves off as he looked at the pilot tied to the chair. He reached out to lightly slap the pilot's cheek just enough to get him to wake up.]

I have quite an evening planned for us so you won't want to miss out on anything.

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[ The last thing Bodhi had been expecting when he went out to grab a bite to eat, was to be knocked out by a random thug. Maybe that was his shortcoming, though.

What really woke him wasn't the slap to his face, or the familiar all too happy voice, it was the bonds on his hands and feet, the lack of his goggles which must have fallen off when he'd been taken. Opening his eyes to Hux, he pulls against his bonds - ignoring the growing panic. He's not fool enough to think this is going to be anything but unpleasant (but if it's not some giant monster crawling out of the shadows to ransack his memories, maybe he can take it? No, this wasn't better). ]

You -- no, what're you doing?

I think you can figure that out yourself, Bodhi Rook.

[His nose had healed but this was more than just that. Bodhi had betrayed the Empire and traitors had to be punished.

Death may not be permanent but at the very least Hux could make sure that Bodhi lived with wounds that wouldn't so easily heal.]

We have some unfinished business and I thought it was best we work things out somewhere we wouldn't be disturbed.

And you had to knock me out and tie me up to do it?

[ Oh, he knows this isn't looking good. Knows it, and doesn't care as he fights against his bonds -- no mechanical breathing or large beast sliding across the stone floor. Bodhi uses that fact to anchor himself to now, to the present, on Hux, and looking for some way out of this. ]

I know we have our differences... but let me go and we can talk this out. It's not too late for that.

[ Because reasoning works so well. But if he can stall a little... ]

Edited 2017-10-01 06:16 (UTC)

Even though you were just a cargo pilot I have no doubt that you heard stories about what happened to those who betrayed the Empire.

Most of them are true, Grand Moff Tarkin once put an Imperial officer into an escape pod, disabled the navigation and launched it at the nearest star. I'm sure you could imagine what Vader did.

[He smirked as he stood behind Bodhi, the air heating up around him already. He placed his hands on Bodhi's shoulders, a small fire under his palms.]

Unfortunately, I don't have a star or even an interrogation droid with me this evening so we're going to have to make due, won't we?

I didn't betray you! You think you're some kind of Tarkin, enacting punishment for an act that didn't even happen in your time. [ Gone is the pleading to see some kind of reason or to reconsider. Bodhi already knows Hux's feelings on the matter, but it doesn't stop him from trying. He is legitimately afraid but trying to hold his quickly fraying and unraveling nerves together before --

The heat in the air is the first hint as to what'll happen next, and then there's actual fire, burning through the flimsy material of his shirt and onto his skin. A jagged cry is ripped from him before he clamps it down through clenched teeth, fists curling at his sides. ]

No, you didn't betray me.

But you did betray the Empire. You betrayed the Emperor and most importantly, you betrayed billions of Imperial citizens. Do you think that is something that can be forgotten?

[Hux's voice was calm but he smirked when Bodhi let out a cry. Now they were getting somewhere.

He dug his fingers in, keeping his hands on Bodhi's shoulders.]

You're right, I'm not Tarkin. But I don't need to be, I would prefer not to limit myself to simply following in his footsteps.

[ He averts his eyes, keeping his face turned away from Hux, obvious pain etched on his features. ]

And w-what of those the Empire killed with the Death Star? Or the rest of the innocents that they slaughtered for no good reason? Do they not fit your narrative of the Empire as the heroes they were?

[ Jedha, the people starving and the people that would be punished for simple matters. The wave of destruction that wiped out an entire city. Scarif. Alderaan. Hux dug his fingers in, eliciting another cry from him. ]

It's not your place to question what you don't understand. Do you think Alderaan was a random target? They made their choice.

[He let go slowly, patting the raw skin with one hand before he stepped around to face Bodhi.]

It must be nice here for you, having a chance at a life free of the Empire.

[He reached out with a heated palm to tip Bodhi's chin up so the pilot was looking at him.]

But I don't think it's good to entirely forget your past, don't you agree? I think you need something to remind you of where you came from.

So billions of people deserved to die for that choice?

[ He winces, breathing deeply. It would be nice, free of the Empire. Not even death had spared him, not with the likes of Hux choosing to remind him of them at every possible turn.

Like now.

Bodhi scowls, trying to pull his head away from the man's hand. Those words... he doesn't like the sound of. ]

I know where I came from, and what I've done. That's the only reminder of that life I need.

No, I think you need a more visual reminder. Right or left side?

[He pondered for a moment before moving to Bodhi's right arm before the pilot could respond. He was none too gentle in tearing the sleeve of the shirt to reveal Bodhi's arm.]

Right here would be a good spot, what do you think? [he asked as he lightly tapped Bodhi's upper arm almost gently.]

I suggest you keep still because if you move too much I'll just have to start over on your other arm. Can you do that for me, Bodhi?

[ A flash of fear crosses his face and Bodhi looks at Hux then, he's shaking, now -- part from the pain from his shoulders, part from -- ]

No, don't. Don't do this.

[ He means to mark him. And with that he tries to pull his arm away as the man tears the sleeve away but there's no point in trying if he's tied up. ]

[He knelt down slightly, pondering how he would do this.]

I have no doubt that this will go away when you come back but I can only hope that this memory will stay with you.

[He was going to have to use his pinky finger to try to get the detail of the Imperial symbol. He put intense heat into it, even if the symbol would most likely fade he wanted it to burn deep into the pilot's skin and deep into his mind. ]

Almost done, stay still.

[ If that's what Hux was going for... he would probably get his wish. The admission that he means to kill him doesn't stick as much as the revulsion and pain of what he was doing right now.

Eyes squeezed shut and face turned away, Bodhi grit his teeth past the pain, the scream building in his throat - he knew the shape that was being burnt into his flesh. Didn't need to look to know. . ]

Well, it's not my best work but you can see what I was going for, can't you?

[Hux sat back as he finished, wrinkling his nose at the smell of burning skin and burnt clothing.]

I think you won't be forgetting the lesson, will you? Perhaps I should let you go back to your friends so the burn stays with you while you're here.

[ Breathing heavily, Bodhi looks and wishes he hadn't. Choking back the urge to gag at the sight and smell of his own cooking skin, he shakes his head. Kay is going to have so much to say, that even with the tracker he'd gone and found himself in this situation.

He swallows, ignoring the smell, wincing at the pain of his shoulders and arm, as he looks up up at Hux. ]

Yeah. I get it. Won't be forgetting any time soon.

[ Now he couldn't leave the Empire behind if he tried. ]

I'm pleased to hear that. Hopefully, it will be a reminder of what happens if you try to go against me again. You don't want me to mark the other arm, do you?

[Hux stepped around to face Bodhi, pleased.]

I think I'll let you go so the mark scars and remains with you. It's a deep wound, you will want to tend to it but it will most likely take awhile to heal. Just be careful it doesn't get infected.

[ Yeah because he so cares if it gets infected. But he's right about that. No bacta, no advanced healing -- at least not for himself. Cassian would probably try and borrow his ability but he didn't much want that ...

Head bowed he shakes his head again. ]

No, just let me go. I won't try anything else in the future.

[ Two seconds ago, Bodhi was convinced the guy meant to kill him. Maybe that had been a ruse to frighten him, and it made sense. Hux wasn't foolish enough do anything that risky -- not with so many rebels surrounding him. ]

A wise decision. I'll hold you to that. And just think, I wouldn't hesitate to do the same to your friends if they try anything either.

[He carefully burned the ropes, making sure not to burn Bodhi in the process. Of course, he had no intention of just letting the pilot go but he didn't need to know that. Instead, he stepped away, clasping his hands behind his back.]

Out the door and to the left. It's about a mile to town, but I think you can find your way.

Right. [ And he'll tell them. He can't see them hurt, he won't see them hurt because they tried something reckless, especially if it was on his behalf. The ropes fall free and he should be a little more confused by the turn of events, more suspect of the whole thing.

But Bodhi wants to be away from this place, from Hux. He's tired and in pain --

With a brief glance at the man's face, he's up, not bothering to look behind him as he hurriedly makes his way to the door, rubbing where the bindings had cut into him.

In time, he'd get Hux back for this. Somehow. ]

[Hux was in no hurry as he followed Bodhi out of the room. The lot they were at was deserted, no one was going to help the pilot attempting to flee.

He would let Bodhi get some distance, let him think that he had a chance to get away. Of course, he had no intention of letting the pilot go that easily and before Bodhi is too far away the fireball hit him square in the back, Hux chuckling.]

Bodhi Rook, did you honestly think I was just going to let you go?

[ The fire hit him dead center, taking him by surprise. Bodhi fell with a scream, breaking into a choked cry as the fall impacts his already injured shoulders. He flips around, trying to put out the fire until his back is just a smoldering mess of ruined skin and fabric from his shirt.

It was now telling, just how lucky he'd been to have died instantly when that grenade had gone off, rather than burnt to death slowly. Every move is agony.

This is really not his day. ]

No! You lying -- lying motherfucker!

[ Thank you Veronica, for the lesson in slang and swearing. It might not help the situation much, but Hux probably gets it's an insult. Sweating and shaking, he tries to pull himself up to his feet. ]

[That was an insult that he had never heard before but he got the gist of the meaning. He watched Bodhi with amusement, he assumed that dying in the explosion from the Death Star was almost instant but he had no intention of providing that mercy tonight.]

Honestly, your little bit of faith in that moment when you trusted me was touching, really. But you're a traitor, you know there is no mercy for a traitor. I have to make sure this is a lesson you won't forget anytime soon.

[He approached Bodhi as the pilot tried to pull himself up, smirking.] You know you're going to die tonight, nothing will change that. No one is coming to save you.

[ He grit his teeth past the pain, trying to stand past the way the burns on his back pulled, leaving him gasping. It would only get worse. Piss him off to make him get the job done faster? ]

You know it's not permanent. You kill me, I'll just be back and you'll have -- a bunch of angry rebels to deal with.

[ Bodhi glared up at the other man as he approached. If the man was going to kill him, he would at least -- he lashed out with a hasty kick towards the other man's legs. ]

I'm counting on you coming back and telling your friends what happens tonight.

And yes, I'm sure they will be angry, they will want to come after me. But you, you will caution them because you know what I'm capable of.

[Hux wasn't expecting Bodhi to kick out, nearly tripping as he stumbled forward. He barely managed not to fall on his face, that would certainly not be dignified.

Bodhi seemed to have some fight left in him and he stomped on the man's leg hard, digging the heel of his boot into the burn there.]

That's if they even wait for me to come back to find you. I can't -- I can't stop them all. [ There's four of them, one of him. Bodhi wont let Hux know, but he will try and convince them not to come after Hux. There's been too much fighting, people getting hurt. His friends won't get hurt for his sake. But to the general, he glares. ]

They could take you.

[ He hadn't been expecting that to nearly work, he manages a wan smile but it's lost in another yell as Hux steps on his burned leg, grinding it in. ]

I'm sure they could. I would be vastly outnumbered, after all.

[Hux pulled his foot back, taking a moment to wipe his boot on the ground to get anything off of it. He didn't want to get too messy.]

So, how do you want to die, pilot? I could set you on fire, watch you burn.

[He checked the time on his phone for a moment, he didn't want to take too much longer since he still had to shower, change, and then go take care of Poe Dameron.]

Explosion? So many possibilities.

Edited 2017-10-04 04:37 (UTC)

[ Bodhi doesn't answer him, not verbally, anyways. He's left gasping and groaning in pain when the man pulls his foot away. Everything hurts, his throat feels raw from screaming and he is so very tired and doesn't think he's capable of moving. It's inevitable, at this point. Eyes closed, he turns his face away so Hux can't see the tears. From pain, but mostly fear -- part of that is fear that his friends will be the ones to find him.

After. ]

Get it over with.

So eager to die?

[The fire appeared in the palm of Hux's right hand, lingering there for a moment.]

I think that you can take a little bit of time to savor your last moments. After all, you didn't get that on Scarif, did you? Just a flash of light then...gone.

[He nudged at Bodhi's body with the tip of his foot, inspecting the burns before flicking the flame to ignite Bodhi's feet, slowly moving up his legs..]

Look at me, Bodhi Rook. I want to make sure I'm the last thing you see.

[ It hadn't been the Death Star to kill him, but a grenade. But even if he wanted to tell Hux that, he couldn't as the flame caught up his legs, slowly but enough to catch and burn - the material of his jeans did nothing to keep the flames licking his skin at bay. Smell of smoke and burning flesh (his own) stuck in his nose, making his eyes water even more, forcing them tightly closed.

Bodhi could feel the smoke in his lungs and coughed, a painful, hacking noise, briefly cutting off his screaming. ]

[Hux didn't look away as the flame moved up. He didn't so much as flinch but the smell made him wrinkle his nose. It wasn't a pleasant one but he wanted to watch Bodhi suffer.

The Death Star was gone, Tarkin was dead, nothing would bring them back. But Bodhi represented what was weak in the Empire, the same weakness he sought to destroy in the new Imperial rule.

He was sure the pilot would be back but he doubted that Bodhi would be much trouble to him in the future. The other rebels, well, they would pose some trouble but he would make sure they had other things on their hands.]

[ He couldn't catch his breath to scream anymore through the pain - as his coughing continued. It seemed to be taking his body apart, sending spikes of pain through him -- he'd been lucky - so lucky that the grenade had been an instant thing. Bodhi hadn't had to lie there in the burning rubble, as he burned slowly, unable to do anything about it as he died.

No, that had been saved for now.

Gasping for air that wasn't filled with smoke, he found himself looking up towards the ceiling (not at Hux, even dying he wasn't going to follow anymore Imperial orders) wishing it was the stars above - even as darkness started to cloud his vision. The pain that had been so intense only moments before seemed lessened, somehow. It wouldn't be much longer, it wouldn't... His thoughts strayed. To Jyn. Cassian. And Kay.

... it wasn't any of your fault...

I'm sorry.

As Hux moved the flame upwards, towards his chest, his ragged breaths slowed after a few moments as he was unable to force anymore air into his lungs, then stopped completely.

For the second time in as many months, Bodhi Rook was dead. ]

Edited 2017-10-04 06:53 (UTC)

[Hux pulled the fire away when it became clear that Bodhi was past the point of no return. It was tragic and unpleasant but he felt no remorse for what he had done.

He waited until Bodhi had gasped his last breath, nudging the body with the tip of his foot to make sure of the pilot's demise.

The rebels would no doubt be looking for him but Hux would make sure the pilot was put where he belonged. One underling was enough to be given the task of dumping Bodhi's body into a ditch somewhere while Hux headed back home.

He wasn't finished for the night, he needed a long shower to get any unpleasant smells off of him. The last thing he needed was for Poe to wake up when he smelled Hux. Once showered he was changed and on his way to take care of another pilot.]

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