Wasn't sure if I wanted to put this on Ao3, so put it here... just a lil thing I wrote up.. poor Phasma... _______ Phasma slammed back against the durasteel wall, head swimming with the impact, but thankfully her uniform took most of the blow. Snoke's bony hand extended and she felt her mind being pried into, a gasp escaping her lips behind the helmet. "Ah... you knew the General in the Academy... companion's, how touching... late night drinks in the cadet barracks, laughter, talking..." The way the Supreme Leader spoke the words was almost with a spat disgust, as if human interaction was absolutely appalling to him. She could see herself, and the young Armitage. The two of them laughing and talking with other cadets, him smoking, their years growing up, side by side until he took a different path. The two meeting up again when she gained the rank of Captian, and small smiles coming easy. Respect, she always held respect for him. Her being stationed aboard the Finalizer, and there he was in his glory, become now the General Hux. Their companionship coming back easy, but with a more stern and professional aspect than when they were merely cadets. "You're strong, so little fear in you, be calm Gwen... I'm not going to kill you." The pale tall eldritch being spoke again and she choked as he delved deeper with the dark force into her thoughts, she tried to hold it back but the image flashed before her vision. Hux coming to her with hope in his features, asking her help to get him and Kylo off the Finalizer, help them run for safety. Snoke sneered darkly. "Ah, love... you saw it, in his eyes.... the General's love for my apprentice..." A tuttering sound of disapproval escaped him as he finally released the trooper Captian. She dropped to her hands and knees, breath heavy and crackling through the voice coder. "That, will not do dear Gwen... that simply will not do."
