[The benefit of the Force is foresight. Possibilities, endless and infinite, and the moment Hux begins to slip forward, Ren knows what is to come: a broad arm extends, snapped forward beneath the span of Hux's collarbone to keep his head from connecting with the floor. The last thing the man needs is a concussion after a thorough bout of mental training.
From there it's easy to shift him, drawing Hux forward into his arms and rising to carry him to the nearest chamber, where Ren had been perched just before they'd begun. To slip him inside with a heavy-handed efficiency more suited to hauling bodies than living beings. He follows shortly thereafter (fortunate that Hux is so small as to be nonexistent - the capsules barely hold one person, and Ren is nothing if not massive in his own right) clambering in to finish ensuring Hux's head or shoulders aren't somehow jammed against the fibrous pillow at an odd angle.]
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Date: 2016-05-02 08:28 pm (UTC)From there it's easy to shift him, drawing Hux forward into his arms and rising to carry him to the nearest chamber, where Ren had been perched just before they'd begun. To slip him inside with a heavy-handed efficiency more suited to hauling bodies than living beings. He follows shortly thereafter (fortunate that Hux is so small as to be nonexistent - the capsules barely hold one person, and Ren is nothing if not massive in his own right) clambering in to finish ensuring Hux's head or shoulders aren't somehow jammed against the fibrous pillow at an odd angle.]