Author: techiehux

“P-please! Don’t h-hurt me, I’ll, I’ll do anyth-thing!”

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the-knightof-ren:

Kylo looked down at the man, he sneered a bit. He knelt down to his level and gave a small smirk “Anything? You mean that do you? What do you have to offer me, pathetic man?” he held his hair to make him look at him in the eyes. 

Techie falls deathly silent for a long, long moment. Then he says, quietly but leaving no room for an argument, “Nobody should ever h-have to live in pain.”

He goes to his toolbox and pulls out a small scrap of square fabric. After dampening it under the sonic (thank goodness for the water setting), Techie sits next to Ren on the bed, leaning over to gently wipe the blood off as best he can.

“Looks to me like you *do* need my h-help,” Techie smiles, a little lopsided.

Amile Penne + Techie [Closed]

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@morexthanxmeetsxthexeye

Techie was more scared right now than he’d been in months. Hux was very careful not to play favorites, especially where his brother was involved, so once in a while Technical Hux found himself part of an offship mission with a bunch of strangers going off to who knows where.

He’s beyond bad at socializing but good enough at doing what he’s told to, so nothing ever goes TOO badly. But something about this mission feels different.

Maybe it’s because the job involves much more from him than the usual “fix anything that breaks.” It’s a covert mission or something like that, he still hasn’t been told all the details.

And now he’s waved goodbye to Hux and his friends, picked up his bags, and boards the new ship on gelatin-shaking legs.

Techie and Adeline Hux [Closed] [Part 3]

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Alright. Okay. Maybe this wasn’t a disaster after all, just a blessing in disguise. Techie gingerly picked Addie up and thanked Ren before heading for his room once more. They were going to have to pack, decide where to go, and…also buy Adeline some new clothes because hers were much too big for her now.

Matt watched her while Techie got everything in order for their trip. In the end, he decided on a safe, touristy planet good for families. He didn’t bother to remember the name, it had a bunch of numbers in it, and anyways they’d only be there three weeks max.

What could go wrong?

Techie and Adeline Hux [Closed] [Part 3]

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ask-adelinehux:

techiehux:

Anger rises in his chest. “But isn’t th-there something y-you can *do*?” He’s getting red in the face. “What’s the p-point of having the F-Force and not being a-able to helo Addie?!”

He looked at the girl “you know there where times when I just wanted to use the force to make her forget her memories because of what your brother did to her? ”

Oh. He’d been so caught up thinking of himself that he hadn’t considered if this was *good* for Adeline. Techie brightened up someehat despite the pain his heart and gave Ren a lopsided smile. “You’re r-right,” he sighed, close to tears, “This can give her a ch-chance at having a n-normal, nice childhood.”

He began to consider maybe taking some leave days to vacation with her, give her good memories to replace the old ones. But it *hurt*, damn it! To so quickly lose his relationship with his daughter and be helpless to get it back.

“If I apply f-for leave with Addie, w-will you convince Hux to let us g-go?”

“Oh my god, techie” she sobbed once more, seeing the condition he was in. “I-I’m so sorry.” She squeezed his hand a little tighter. “W-what happened? What is mama? I-I’m gonna kill I swear. You don’t deserve this. I- I wish I was there to protect you.” She could barely speak now. Gasping for air as she cried. She looked around and gave him a cup of water, pointing the straw towards his moth. “Are you thirsty?” She noted his hoarse voice.

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Before answering he took a long, grateful sip of water from the straw. “I don’t rem- uh, remember m-much,” he admits, sagging in defeat. Then he gives a dopey grin and adds with pride, “But I shot MaMa w-with your blaster, S-Sarah! You h-helped me!”

His eye tries to focus but can’t get it right; it does it again and again with an obnoxious whirr. As if noticing her tears for the first time, Techie raises a shaky arm and cups her cheek with his bandaged hand. “Wow,” he breathes, “Even wh-when you cry you’re b-b-beautiful.”