[Hux's eyes went wide as suddenly he felt a jolt of something. This felt as if someone was prying his memories and emotions wide open-
The sound of rain coming down hard outside, a four year old in a cadet uniform leaning against the window watching the storm outside with an expression of grim determination. He'll be stronger than this- he'll be worthy to serve the Empire- his father will be proud.
Then happiness- a few stray strands of orange hair and a jingle of a bell. A name- Millicent. It feels warm almost- content. A few bright flashes of color out of place in the gray and black backdrop of the First Order before they are gone once more, as if it had scurried away, fleeting.
He couldn't stop it as hard as he tried to control his mind. Whatever Poe was doing, it felt as if the memories were just flowing out of him. He let go of the pilot's throat to shove him off once more. ]
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The sound of rain coming down hard outside, a four year old in a cadet uniform leaning against the window watching the storm outside with an expression of grim determination. He'll be stronger than this- he'll be worthy to serve the Empire- his father will be proud.
Then happiness- a few stray strands of orange hair and a jingle of a bell. A name- Millicent. It feels warm almost- content. A few bright flashes of color out of place in the gray and black backdrop of the First Order before they are gone once more, as if it had scurried away, fleeting.
He couldn't stop it as hard as he tried to control his mind. Whatever Poe was doing, it felt as if the memories were just flowing out of him. He let go of the pilot's throat to shove him off once more.
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