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Who: Hux
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: this evening

[The communication device appeared simple enough for his purposes. It took him a moment or two to determine how it functioned. It was rather primitive, really.

His appearance was composed, his expression almost completely neutral when he switched on the transmission. He would present the appearance of strength despite the situation he found himself in.]

This is General Hux. Members of the First Order identify yourselves to me immediately.

[Straight to business. There was going to be no small talk.]

I seek answers as to where I am and why I was brought here. I assume there is some purpose to this.

[And with that the feed is cut. He is going to be exploring around Marsiva to find out where exactly he is.]

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[Nope nope nope nope nope.

Instead of reporting in, Finn is going to violently turn his communicator off and try to find help immediately. Sorry, Hux.]

[Missed him, FN-2187?]

[Okay, you? Don't scare him.]

This is Commander Poe Dameron of the Resistance. You're alone here, Hux. It's all Jedi, Rebel Alliance Fighters, Resistance, and and legends of the Old Republic.

[Smile.]

So go ahead and try to make trouble. Let everyone see you and your First Order for what you are: Thugs, bullies, and war criminals.

Edited 2016-06-12 04:54 (UTC)

[ First Order? Sounds vaguely familiar. ]

I believe you are the only person from the First Order.

Ancient relics of a bygone age and the remains of a corrupt, weak, government which I put out of its misery. Now that is truly impressive.

[Flat tone, a raised eyebrow.

Hux took in the information thoughtfully though. He wondered who else happened to be here. Being alone would be an interesting situation to say the least though.

The Resistance would have to do better than this though.]

You should be grateful they did not see what the Republic had became. We simply do what is necessary.

That seems to be the case.

I take it you are one of the relics of the old Republic then?

[Despite his disdain for the Republic, Hux is somewhat curious about those from another age.]

[ Relics of the old Republic indeed. Obi-Wan raises an eyebrow, folding his arms. ]

I am. I am General Obi-Wan Kenobi of the Republic.

Save the propaganda for someone who cares. I know the people here. You're not going to get any sympathy for having murdered entire planets full of civilians no matter how much you pretend it was for their own good.

(Something doesn't set well with him. This Man's voice is...haughty. It makes his hair stand on end.)

I am loathe to give them.

I recall your name, Obi-Wan Kenobi.

[He's not going to address a traitor to the Empire by rank.]

As I recall you were one of the Jedi who turned traitor.

Am I? My, the Empire has an interesting way with history these days.

And why is that?

[Hux isn't amused at the moment and it shows in the stare he is giving the video.]

You did not ask nicely. (Maedhros Fëanorian can be childish too.)

I don't look for sympathy. There will always be those who cling to the past and to foolish ideals.

The Republic has been swept away once and for all.

I was not asking.

[Generals who blow up an entire star system don't ask nicely.]

Your rank matters naught. It will not be acknowledged.

(Then, as an afterthought...)

A mortal Man should have better manners.

The fact remains is that the Republic has been swept away now. It will live on only in history, never again to rise.

Not while the Resistance lives.

You missed.

Fair enough. I imagine they'll say the same of the First Order twenty years from now.

[ After the week she's had, it's rather trying to remain diplomatic to someone who addresses others like they're beneath him. ]

Making demands isn't the best way to ingratiate yourself to the Fleet.

I do not ask for an acknowledge of rank but I do expect available information. I take it you have none to provide then.

You are aboard a ship. Soon, you will be taken to another where you must serve a specific role. (His tone is oh so flat.) You should have an Augment on your body.

Hi! [ Hux, I am so sorry for this. ] You're on space-TV now, because....um. Because the gorgeous ladies wanted you to be, I guess. You do have really nice hair.

Maybe that's why.

The Fleet? Who commands this fleet?

[That catches his attention, he knows of no fleet like this which is well, unsettling.]

The Atroma. Who or what they are isn't clear. They communicate with us, but it's one-way-- they don't interact with us on an individual level.

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