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his head turns, green orbs narrowed before his attention returns back to the tablet in his hand, continuing down the hallway. ( the technology is hardly as advanced as what he’s used to, but it’ll have to do. ) “there are people around, ren,” came his reply after a moment. he kept his tone neutral rather than let his annoyance be heard. “besides, even if that were not the case, we are at work and that is hardly professional. now, i knowyou hardly care about that, but i am still the general here and things must be a certain way. now, is that all you need??”
to many of the soldiers ren's all anger and long lashes, he's not surprised that they don't fear him here. here, hux is the scary one and ren is just another commanding officer -- another face in a long procession of men that they all seem to think exist just to piss them off. and to hux, he's sure he's just long hair and sticky lips. they have a taste for junk food, combined they there. even if hux denies it there are kitkat wrappers and the like in their trash, which ren only barely likes. it could be worse though. there a very real chance it'll be worse soon but ren's doing his absolute best to ignore that. he’s anger and long lashes, long hair and sticky lips. if it suits him to be those things, not a dangerous whip of a man he’ll be those things. anger, lashes, hair, and lips. " let me in the interrogation room, " ren says. he wonders ( idly ) if hux notes the progress in his tone, sure it's phrased as a demand but his voice is honied, near sweet. ( is it manipulation if both of you acknowledge it as as such? ) hux is smaller than he is and he likes it that way, coming behind him to set his hand ( fingers splayed, he makes it sexual, he’s not even sure how ) on the other man's shoulder. " there aren't people here, right now. and i know you'd never allow cameras in your own office, hux. we could kiss there. i have things i want and i have ways to give you what you want, what's one DEAD soldier? " one dead soldier’s started wars before but ren doesn’t know, doesn’t care. military history in their own time and place had been boring to him, here he was practically oblivious. world wars, nazis, he vaguely got it. he was positive he could convince the other man.
