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When he’d gotten information that they’d successfully managed to detain LR-2193, General Hux was certainly pleased. Successfully apprehending and dealing with traitors always boosted moral and furthered the programming that went into those serving the First Order. The few that might be shaking free of their mental bindings proved less likely to act on it when they knew just what awaited them if they did.

Hux had his hands tucked behind his back-- at a relaxed parade’s rest-- as green eyes regarded the traitor that had been shoved to her knees before him. A smug smirk slowly etched itself into the man’s features, over a moment of silence, before the General stepped forward. The tails of his perfectly tailored greatcoat catching just enough air in the act that they rustled.

“You know I can not do that, LR-2193.” Hux informed, as if it were a casual conversation, “You have turned your back on the First Order and for that, you must be dealt with accordingly.”