[ If there's one thing he's always been good at, it's enduring. Amongst his class, he'd been one of the frailest; all sharp angles and no physical strength to speak of. It'd been a set back, mortifying at its best, painful at its worst. Mercy wasn't something they were taught, especially not to each other. He sharpened the only thing that would give him the advantage– his mind. Learned every trick there was to ignoring bruises, scrapes, broken bones. Pushing past exhaustion.
As long as he could outlast everyone, there wouldn't be anyone to drag him back down.
This is just another version of that. Another run of the academy. Hux squares his shoulders and looks at Ren directly. ]
Again.
[ (He's not going to let his father's expectations suffocate him this time). ]
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Date: 2016-05-02 08:18 am (UTC)As long as he could outlast everyone, there wouldn't be anyone to drag him back down.
This is just another version of that. Another run of the academy. Hux squares his shoulders and looks at Ren directly. ]
Again.
[ (He's not going to let his father's expectations suffocate him this time). ]