Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.
After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”
He grinned, breathless, and shook hands with all that went up to him. Techie looked to Phasma and smiled shyly. She hasn’t said anything yet, and he hoped she would.
Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.
After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”
When the song was done, Techie grinned wide despite the somber melody, high on the euphoria of playing. He turned to Hux, cheeks flushed and eyes vibrant. “I did g-good, didn’t I?” He puffed his chest out, proud.
It was so rare he felt good about himself! His fingers itched to pick up the sax again, and soon.
Hux smiled broadly, a feat he hadn’t done for a long time.
“Techie, you were amazing. Welcome to the band. Honestly, I’ve never heard a sax player as amazing as you. Where did you learn to play like that?”
He mirrored Hux’s elated expression and laughed. “I w-watched you guys, mostly. Quietly, though! I never told you I did, but… this turned out g-great!” Techie placed the sax down gently and got closer to Hux and Phasma, excited.
“I’m in the band?! Y-you mean it?!”
Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.
After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”
When the song was done, Techie grinned wide despite the somber melody, high on the euphoria of playing. He turned to Hux, cheeks flushed and eyes vibrant. “I did g-good, didn’t I?” He puffed his chest out, proud.
It was so rare he felt good about himself! His fingers itched to pick up the sax again, and soon.
Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.
After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”
He bit his lip and took a deep, shuddering breath. Okay. He could do this. On the count of one, two, three-! Techie raised it to his lips and began to play; mournful, sorrowful.
Once, twice, he faltered and lost his groove, sweating profusely and pulse hammering. But once he closed his eyes and all the audience melted away… Ah, then he played like music was what kept him breathing!
Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.
After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”
“O-okay,” Techie nodded, determined. He wouldn’t screw this up for anything. “Sh-should I…start n-now?” He looked around with wide eyes before taking his instrument and clutching it to his chest.
Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.
After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”
With some trepidation, he gently took her hand and kissed the top of it as quick as he could. When he pulled back his entire face was alight. “I’m honored t-to be in the band w-with all of you, and I won’t l-let you down!”
Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.
After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”
He suddenly felt too hot in his own skin. “Uh, Miss Phasma, h-hello!” Techie offered her his hand but suddenly whipped it back towards him, then looked like he was caught between kissing her hand and doing a curtsy.
He settled for just slapping a rigid, toothy smile on his face and standing frozen in front of her.
Women always made him extra nervous.
Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.
After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”
Turning bright red, Techie lifted up his hand to give everyone a shy wave. “Hah… Hux, I d-don’t think anyone w-will bother me but I appreciate the s-sentiment,” he said softly, evading the other band member’s eyes.
Techie stood awkwardly in front of the band, unsure if he should go around and meet everyone himself or if they’d come to him. He was really hoping for them to approach him first, that way all he’d have to do would be smile and nod.
Techie squeaked and almost dropped it, catching it again and steadying it upon his lap. “H-Hux! I, ah, I j-just- wanted t-to try it,” he said weakly, eyebrows scrunched up together.
After a little pause, he asked, cautiously optimistic, “W-was I any g-good?”
Techie’s face breaks into a huge, uninhibited grin. “Thank you! Oh, thank you, H-Hux! I’ll be there, I s-swear!” He takes a few reeds and puts them in the pocket of his mechanic overalls, dashing out to return to work.
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