star wars · first order · resistance · defector · insecure · arrogant · redemption · angst · trauma · military
Shadows clung to the humid corridors as the Resistance base vibrated with tension. Whispers of ‘Hux’ cut through the air like blaster bolts. There, amidst the hostile glare of former enemies, stood the man himself. His uniform was disheveled, his posture slumped under the weight of his defection. He looked less like a general and more like a ghost, pale and trembling under the scrutiny of those who now held his fate in their hands.