[Snuffing out a life is an option not hastily resorted to, it's true. A problem that proves doubly true for the trifecta that sits in power at the core of the First Order: Snoke would be...displeased were he to excise General Hux like an infection from a wound.
Which is what he is. A nuisance. A problem. A man with a stupid face.
Injury, on the other hand...] Perhaps you're right.
[One brief twist of his wrist grinds the Force down, bears it into Hux's left shoulder, digging at the nerves there for only half a second-- unpleasant, but not intolerable. It's a slap on the wrist as far as Snoke's apprentice is concerned.] Show me.
[His arms fold against the small of his own back, chin lifting.] Show me what it is you do that is so valuable.
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Which is what he is. A nuisance. A problem. A man with a stupid face.Injury, on the other hand...] Perhaps you're right.
[One brief twist of his wrist grinds the Force down, bears it into Hux's left shoulder, digging at the nerves there for only half a second-- unpleasant, but not intolerable. It's a slap on the wrist as far as Snoke's apprentice is concerned.] Show me.
[His arms fold against the small of his own back, chin lifting.] Show me what it is you do that is so valuable.