Mehan Lea

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“Thank you”, she murmured, taking his hand and fiddling with his fingers. They were thin and slender, much like hers, only longer.

Lea noticed a red haired man a few feet away from her, and she could have sworn she’d seen him before. Before she could stop herself, she began to see him through the Force.

It was this thought that he unknowingly broadcast to Mehan as he entered the commons and looked around, curling in on himself as if he could disappear.

Mehan stufied him, her eyes softening in an attempt to put him at ease. He projected nervousness, and part of her wondered what he was hiding– or attempting to anyway. He seemed almost kind; she didn’t want to disrupt that.

The softer slant to her eyes eased some of the tension in his shoulders all the same.

She didn’t want to come across as menacing. Mehan truly did want to get to know the man beside her. Commanding officers tended to be pricks, so she made a point to be more agreeable.

Techie trails off and bites his lip. Trust him to fuck up his first social interaction in… a long time!

She laughed, resting her head on the wall behind her. Her eyes studied the Force around him, and she knew he was hurt. How, she couldn’t tell, but pain was streaked through the air.

A familiar presence flooded her mind, and she knew he was near. Pulling herself back to reality, she fixed her eyes on the door. It was all nothing, and there was no going back.

“I do hope you enjoy what we’ve made of this place,” he said, keeping his mask on. He did not wish for her to see him. Not yet. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

She raised an eyebrow ever-so-slightly when she realized he wasn’t removing his helmet. What was he afraid of her seeing? The face of an old friend? She’d seen worse things.

Eloquent as always.

“I’m not a fool.”

Mitaka sighs and holds out the data pad. “General Hux needs you to sign this in lord Ren’s absence.”

“The General’s kept you up past your shift again hasn’t he?”

She was currently dressed in half of the regulation sleepwear, but she couldn’t care less about such things anymore.

“Let’s go. We should be done with enough time for a halfway decent sleep before our official shift.”

“How much more paperwork is there?”

“Is there anything regarding Intelligence? I’m sure there have been quite a few fees and such this week with the amount of captured Resistance.”

“Who’s to file paperwork regarding Ren? The General deserves a break don’t you think”, she whispered, her voice quiet to avoid peaking Hux’s ears.

“You know, Ren’s a lot more problematic than I originally thought”, she whispered, withholding a giggle. “Lieutenant?”

Yet, the feeling from before hadn’t subsided. He brought something out in her.

“Why us, do you think? Of all possible combinations? Why the general and a Resistance Intelligence agent?”

He shrugged. “Sometimes people who are meant to be together don’t share common interests, or goals. It makes things easier, of course, when they do.”

Her nose buried itself into the crook of his neck, her breath fanning over his skin. She began memorizing the details in case this really was all a dream.

He let out a contented hum as he sat there with her, and he wrapped an arm around her, his hand running over her arm.

Her fingers began to drift up to his neck and back down, and she repeated the pattern. Part of her dreaded facing him again, but it was better sooner rather than later.

She pressed a soft kiss to his neck before shifting to where she could see him properly. Her eyes locked with his. Mehan swore she’d never felt a rush like the one she felt like this. She’d guessed that jus came with the territory. Still, it left her unguarded. Without meaning to, she shared the feeling with him.

Hux looked into Mehan’s eyes, surprised by the intensity of the feeling. It was made more intense when he felt it doubly, and he shook his head to clear it of the feeling that wasn’t his own. “You’re projecting, Mehan.”

She shifted to where she could hide her eyes. He was shattering her guard, and she’d have to learn to control it.

“Why us, do you think? Of all possible combinations? Why the general and a Resistance Intelligence agent?”

He shrugged. “Sometimes people who are meant to be together don’t share common interests, or goals. It makes things easier, of course, when they do.”

Her nose buried itself into the crook of his neck, her breath fanning over his skin. She began memorizing the details in case this really was all a dream.

He let out a contented hum as he sat there with her, and he wrapped an arm around her, his hand running over her arm.

Her fingers began to drift up to his neck and back down, and she repeated the pattern. Part of her dreaded facing him again, but it was better sooner rather than later.

She pressed a soft kiss to his neck before shifting to where she could see him properly. Her eyes locked with his. Mehan swore she’d never felt a rush like the one she felt like this. She’d guessed that jus came with the territory. Still, it left her unguarded. Without meaning to, she shared the feeling with him.

“Why us, do you think? Of all possible combinations? Why the general and a Resistance Intelligence agent?”

He shrugged. “Sometimes people who are meant to be together don’t share common interests, or goals. It makes things easier, of course, when they do.”

Her nose buried itself into the crook of his neck, her breath fanning over his skin. She began memorizing the details in case this really was all a dream.

He let out a contented hum as he sat there with her, and he wrapped an arm around her, his hand running over her arm.

Her fingers began to drift up to his neck and back down, and she repeated the pattern. Part of her dreaded facing him again, but it was better sooner rather than later.

A familiar presence flooded her mind, and she knew he was near. Pulling herself back to reality, she fixed her eyes on the door. It was all nothing, and there was no going back.

“I do hope you enjoy what we’ve made of this place,” he said, keeping his mask on. He did not wish for her to see him. Not yet. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

She raised an eyebrow ever-so-slightly when she realized he wasn’t removing his helmet. What was he afraid of her seeing? The face of an old friend? She’d seen worse things.

Eloquent as always.

Mitaka sighs and holds out the data pad. “General Hux needs you to sign this in lord Ren’s absence.”

“The General’s kept you up past your shift again hasn’t he?”

She was currently dressed in half of the regulation sleepwear, but she couldn’t care less about such things anymore.

“Let’s go. We should be done with enough time for a halfway decent sleep before our official shift.”

“How much more paperwork is there?”

“Is there anything regarding Intelligence? I’m sure there have been quite a few fees and such this week with the amount of captured Resistance.”

“Who’s to file paperwork regarding Ren? The General deserves a break don’t you think”, she whispered, her voice quiet to avoid peaking Hux’s ears.

“You know, Ren’s a lot more problematic than I originally thought”, she whispered, withholding a giggle. “Lieutenant?”

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A familiar presence flooded her mind, and she knew he was near. Pulling herself back to reality, she fixed her eyes on the door. It was all nothing, and there was no going back.

“I do hope you enjoy what we’ve made of this place,” he said, keeping his mask on. He did not wish for her to see him. Not yet. “To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

She raised an eyebrow ever-so-slightly when she realized he wasn’t removing his helmet. What was he afraid of her seeing? The face of an old friend? She’d seen worse things.

Mitaka sighs and holds out the data pad. “General Hux needs you to sign this in lord Ren’s absence.”

“The General’s kept you up past your shift again hasn’t he?”

She was currently dressed in half of the regulation sleepwear, but she couldn’t care less about such things anymore.

“Let’s go. We should be done with enough time for a halfway decent sleep before our official shift.”

“How much more paperwork is there?”

“Is there anything regarding Intelligence? I’m sure there have been quite a few fees and such this week with the amount of captured Resistance.”

“Who’s to file paperwork regarding Ren? The General deserves a break don’t you think”, she whispered, her voice quiet to avoid peaking Hux’s ears.

“Why us, do you think? Of all possible combinations? Why the general and a Resistance Intelligence agent?”

He shrugged. “Sometimes people who are meant to be together don’t share common interests, or goals. It makes things easier, of course, when they do.”

Her nose buried itself into the crook of his neck, her breath fanning over his skin. She began memorizing the details in case this really was all a dream.