armitage Β hux Β mannerisms Β / Β manipulation Β study
Heβs not in his crisp uniform but instead wears a robe, black and composed of sharp lines and pleats. For all that the entire point of a robe is to appear casual and comfortable, Armitage Hux has a way of turning anything into a uniform, any interaction into a judgment. p. 273
Armitage drapes himself across a low, ice-blue sofa but doesnβt invite Cardinal to sit. p. 274
Armitage almost looks surprised, but heβs too well bred for that. p. 274
Armitage sits forward, one eyebrow cocked. βWhat about Phasma?β p. 275
Armitage smiles, a slinky thing that suggests he smells a lie. p. 274
Armitage smirks and leans into the cushions, one long arm draped over the back of the sofa. βThen how, pray tell, is this my problem? p. 275
βOf course I knew. I always know. I know everything. Now the question is this: What else do you know, and what do you think youβre going to do with that information?β p. 276
Armitage sits back down, a smug smile on his face. βGood.β p. 276
Good. Because if you attempt to speak to anyone else about this matter, I can make you disappear, too. The thing is, youβre a good man. A good soldier who does his duty, who follows orders. We need men like you in the First Order. I need men like you on my side. So the next question would beβ¦are you on my side?β p. 276
Armitage sits back into his couch and smiles beatifically. p. 276
source: Phasma, by Delilah Dawson