[ It would have been failure not to. In this, perhaps, Kylo has passed. It feels hollow, this victory. He feels diminished and emptied, and when Hux's fingers tighten around his palm, he exhales.
Hux is right, of course. They do what is necessary, and all others must fall to the wayside. It is weakness, this emotion, but he listens quietly to those rough words, the polished exterior of the general dissipated in these private moments. There is understanding here, an awareness that they are both striving towards the same thing, shedding their humanity as they move forward.
Necessary.
He shifts then, pulls up the blanket for them both and turns down the lights. He keeps his hand in his, murmuring quietly. ]
There will be another plan. A grander one. You're not finished.
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Date: 2016-02-16 08:11 am (UTC)Hux is right, of course. They do what is necessary, and all others must fall to the wayside. It is weakness, this emotion, but he listens quietly to those rough words, the polished exterior of the general dissipated in these private moments. There is understanding here, an awareness that they are both striving towards the same thing, shedding their humanity as they move forward.
Necessary.
He shifts then, pulls up the blanket for them both and turns down the lights. He keeps his hand in his, murmuring quietly. ]
There will be another plan. A grander one. You're not finished.