[ in the days approaching the upcoming mission, sam spends most of his time training, and exercising, trying to get his strength back from before he spent a couple months practically paralyzed. that, and, trying to learn his way around his brood. it's been made apparent by pretty much everyone that castor's on the edge of being up shit creek without a paddle.
beyond just the fact he needs these people to cooperate for him to get what he wants done, there's also the fact he feels irrevocably interwoven with them now. whether sam likes them or not, these people are his now, and he sees it as part of his responsibility to do whatever he can to keep them safe. and that means understanding them, and learning how to work with them. the most difficult of those being Kylo Ren, who seems to make a hobby out of pissing people off. Or being pissed at other people. Who knows.
Which is why he's doing a double take as he jogs past the rec wing, spotting a head of ginger hair inside the room - one of the people he'd been looking for, for help with Ren. Abandoning exercising for the moment, Sam heads in instead, taking a seat on one of the couches or armchairs and lifts a hand in greeting. ]
Hey. Hux, right? I'm Sam Anders. I'll spare you the handshake, I'm kinda gross right now. [ with the exercising and the sweating, and Hux seems very... clean... so maybe not. ]
day 167 probably? action!
beyond just the fact he needs these people to cooperate for him to get what he wants done, there's also the fact he feels irrevocably interwoven with them now. whether sam likes them or not, these people are his now, and he sees it as part of his responsibility to do whatever he can to keep them safe. and that means understanding them, and learning how to work with them. the most difficult of those being Kylo Ren, who seems to make a hobby out of pissing people off. Or being pissed at other people. Who knows.
Which is why he's doing a double take as he jogs past the rec wing, spotting a head of ginger hair inside the room - one of the people he'd been looking for, for help with Ren. Abandoning exercising for the moment, Sam heads in instead, taking a seat on one of the couches or armchairs and lifts a hand in greeting. ]
Hey. Hux, right? I'm Sam Anders. I'll spare you the handshake, I'm kinda gross right now. [ with the exercising and the sweating, and Hux seems very... clean... so maybe not. ]