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Are you still active by chance?
Hello anon! Ah, I'm not really all that active anymore, but that was largely due to college work! If you're asking because you'd like to RP or send asks, I'm perfectly happy to discuss that in DMs! :D
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hey! i cant find your rules page, could you link it? :)
Here you go, anon!
"Iâm not social in the morning."
(X)
â⌠Honestly, join the club.â
Hux was genuinely surprised he was even in the communal staff area this early in the morning. Heâd awoken to his personal caf machine not working (likely the work of a certain sith trying to wind him up), and with no other option and the inability to function even remotely without his morning cup of joe, Armitage resigned himself to showing his face in the early hours of the morning.
To make matters worse, the General wasnât quite sure if he recognised this womanâs face. Looking her up and down briefly, a name started to come to mind. Mary? Amelia? No, no. Hux mentally scolded himself. Neither of those sounded correct. The lack of stims was making remembering personnel files a unique challenge.
Gesturing to the caf machine that he had, up until now, been commanding total control of, the ginger stepped aside to allow her to use it. âBy all means. Lieutenant.â At the very least, he could place her rank by her uniform; better than nothing.
"Are you sure that goes there? It doesn't look right."
âIt looks perfectly fine, I donât know why you think youâre the expert when you likely donât even have a-â
Turning around to face the female voice, Huxâs accusation was cut short by what he presumed now to be the source of said voice. A tall, lanky female, with strangely pale skin and hair and a very large gemstone seemingly embedded in her forehead.
At least she looked like she kept herself in presentable order.
âWho, are you?â
âŞ
(X)
As the projectile hit his shoulder blade and the snow exploded in a cloud of soft white around his head, the General whipped around to see where it had come from, only to be met by the smug expression of that blasted âVault Hunterâ.
Oh, so it was a fight he wanted, was it? Then so be it.
âYouâve made an unwise choice, Hunter. A very unwise choice!â such words were uttered only to distract as he knelt down to pack a snowball of his own.
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"Never seen someone like ya 'round these parts. What's your name, seĂąor?"
It took the general a few moments to properly respond to the address, mostly because he spent the first few seconds internally scrutinising the hunterâs appearance. Scruffy, was the closest verb he could find. Hux could think of better ones, but not any that wouldâve been considered even remotely polite.
Still, the situation called for socialising and he wasnât about to give off the air of being a complete douchenozzle.
At least not yet.
âGeneral Hux, of the First Order. I suppose standard protocol insists I ask for your name, as well.â
you would not believe your eyes, if ten million targent spies
âGizmo started growling at the door. Odd. Why he so agitated? A piece of paper was slipped underneath the door. On it... a message.
âSpies?! Where?â He drew the curtains tighter shut and hid underneath his bed. He didnât seem to take the meme very well.
