#duxresistentia

[techniiciian]

(  @duxresistentia  liked  this  for  a  starter.  )

     He  knew  that  this  would  likely  end  with  a  blaster  being  shot  at  him,  but  honestly  he  didn’t  really  care.  After  all  the  General  had  been  through  he  couldn’t  help  but  feel  a  sting  of  guilt.  It  was  his  brother  that  had  been  keen  on  causing  so  much  havoc.  With  a  nervous  sigh  Matt  closed  his  eyes  and  knocked  on  the  door.  “Uh,  g  -  general?  It’s  uh,  Matt.  The  r  -  radar  technician.”

[monachopsisms]

@duxresistentia

FN-2187 was, for the first time in his life, almost excited to begin his mission. Until now, his life had been spent balancing excelling with flying under the radar; exceeding all expectations placed upon him and minimizing the First Order's damage however he could, in small or significant ways. He'd helped free the Resistance pilot only a few years ago but had managed to conceal his role and actually gain a promotion as he'd "searched relentlessly" for the pilot throughout the galaxy.

Every mission he'd been sent on had been to execute some nefarious purpose. Eight-Seven had been forced to to terrible things to secure his place in the Order. Sacrifices had to be made to bring it down from the inside, but now he was finally getting OUT. He'd been taught that death was the only escape from the Order, but apparently MARRIAGE would be the mechanism of his freedom. Marriage to one Senator Hux, no less.

Naturally, Eight-Seven had not been briefed on the reasoning behind his betrothal. It was clear that he was a token of peace, a way to illustrate the First Order's commitment to peace. It was a farce, of course - Eight-Seven was a sacrifice they hoped could deliver information about the senator's secrets, but he was a sacrifice nevertheless. He knew what was expected of him, and he was ready to deliver. Anything to get out, get out, GET OUT and finally breathe the free air.

Now, though, came the first moment of his new life, the foundation upon which he would build all his future happiness, if there was any to be found. Clad in his dress uniform, Eight-Seven walked into the chamber with his head held high, dark eyes sweeping the room until he found his future husband. He could not smile, not in front of the armed guards escorting him, but he quirked his lips up in an approximation of the expression.

"Senator." He said warmly, extending his hand. "It's a pleasure. I am FN-2187."

[kyloren-sithlord]

New Beginnings

Moving into college was hard, yes, but Ben had already done it two times. Granted, that was at other colleges. He still hasn't meet his roommate, but the evidence of living in the room were already there. Being a junior, he had opted for the colleges apartments. They were bigger, with two bedrooms and a living room and a kitchen. He was lucky it was just him and the other guy. He had seen that his roommates name was "Hux". What a name. He climbed the stairs carrying, thankfully, his last box. He turned the corner in the stairwell and crashed directly into someone. The box he was holding feel from his grip, and the books in it scattered. "Hey! Watch it asshole!" he spat at the offending person. He glared at the young man, whose red hair stuck out at of angles. Ben was still angry, though, and glared before starting to pick up his books.

[filiastellae-blog]

@duxresistentia

               ‘ do NOT tell me to rest, general. i will do as i PLEASE to make myself a BETTER force user. ‘

[kiantrev]

@duxresistentia liked for a thing <3

“Oh- oh, I’m awfully sorry-” the caretaker quickly makes his way to the other, picking up the toddler who latched himself onto the man’s pants leg with a gummy grin. Immediately Kieran began to dust the child off, gently chiding at little Tomas. “I’m sorry, Tomas had just began to learn to walk, and it’s nearly impossible for one to watch him.” he apologizes, though the child only blew more spit bubbles out, chubby cheeks flushed.

[meowicent]

@duxresistentia || cont. from this

[text: handsome hux]: it wasn’t you, I’m rather sure of that...

[text: handsome hux]: do not fight anyone, please... but I think it was one of your friends.

[text: handsome hux]: I’m... not really sure, though. should I ask?

[petitehux]

                                                            ( x. @duxresistentia )

               Ryann flinched as her brother cleaned her wounds, she had gotten         into a fight on the base and she didn’t trust the medics, they would likely         poison her before they helped her. The one person she trusted here was         her brother. “I can’t say I didn’t deserve it unfortunately.”

[meowicent]

@duxresistentia

“So, where exactly are we going, darling....?”

Millicent cocked a brow as she walked with him, holding his hand tightly. It was a rare day indeed, considering both of them were free from their duties... And she planned on spending every waking moment by his side so long as he allowed it. She just needed to feel his hand in hers, and occasionally sneak a kiss as they wandered through the streets aimlessly.

“You said this place was just around the corner but I’m beginning to think we’ve gotten lost.. Need me to ask someone for directions?”