FN-2187 walked quickly toward the location Captain Phasma had given him to report to after his reconditioning. He went straight there, hoping not to make another error for fear of being sent back to the reconditioning chambers or possibly even worse. Here at the first order errors were not tolerated. Not even small ones. He's already at the end of Phasma and Hux's ropes and is determined not to let them down again.
As he approaches the door he straightens to a perfect posture with his weapon at his side. As another storm trooper opens the door he stands there looking like the perfect little soldier.
"Permission to enter." He requests of the most feared leader of the First Order, Kylo Ren.
With a nod of his head, Ren motions for him to come in. Upon first glance it's quite easy to detect this as being an interrogation room. It's completely barren aside from a chair sitting in the middle with a man strapped into it. His long black hair falls into face and his lip is bleeding like there's no tomorrow but you can still a fire in his eyes. This one is different.
Most people that suffer through Kylo Ren's interrogation never came out the same as they went in. And that is if they even made it to him as Kylo Ren's powers were used as a last resort to get information. With one look at the guy, FN-2187 could just tell he was going to be a different story. This one might just make it.
Despite all of his training and even the recent reconditioning he had gone through, he still rooted for the man. Not that he would actually do anything to help him. FN-2187 didn't have a death wish.
"Can I do anything for you sir?" FN-2187 asked Kylo Ren.
"I saw you out on Jakku. I understand you went through the reconditioning?" his superior askes.
"Yes sir."
Kylo Ren nods approvingly. "Even so your punishments for disobeying my direct orders are not over. I'm leaving you in charge of this prisoner and that means making sure he doesn't escape. Are we clear?"
"Yes sir."
"All of your regular duties are put on hold as of this moment. If anything happens to this prisoner you will not see tomorrow. So one last time. Are we clear?" Throughout the conversation, Kylo Ren had moved closer until he was towering over FN-2187 menacingly.
"Yes sir." He replies for the last time, loud and clear.
Ren backs off and makes his way to the door. "Escort him to the cells." After walking out the door swish shut behind him, leaving FN-2187 alone with the prisoner.
The prisoner is silent as he undoes the cuffs on his arms and legs. As soon as he's out of the chair he gets chatty though.
"Hey buddy you know you could just let me walk out of here. I can pretend I used the force on you or something." He says with a grin.
FN-2187 shakes his head. "I will not let the order down a second time."
The prisoner sighs. "Well it was worth a shot. Now take me away oh plastic one."
With a hand on his shoulder a gun to his back, FN-2187 leads him from the room and down a long hallway.
"So what exactly did you do to get stuck with me?"
He presses the gun further into his back. "I don't think that's any of your business." They pass other storm troopers who stare. In some places it's respected to look after prisoners. In the order it's seen as something a newly minted storm trooper could do, one without experience or any trust. FN-2187 feels like such a failure under their judgmental stares.
As he leads the prisoner through the door he says. "Ah c'mon. You and me are gonna be stuck here together for a while. Might as well get to know each other."
FN-2187 decides ignoring him is they best way to go about the situation as he unlocks a very old fashioned cell with metal bars and everything.
"My name is Poe, Poe Dameron." The man says trying to at least get a handshake out of the storm trooper before the cell door closes in his face.
He sighs. "Look I know you storm troopers aren't the most soft and cuddly of creatures but you could at least have some human decency."
Still just silence.
"At the very least you could tell me your name." Poe says quietly, leaning against the bars.
Taking his position across from the cell FN-2187 decides it couldn't hurt to give him that much. "They call me FN-2187."
Poe looks dumbfounded "FN-what? No, you know what I aint using it. You're a human being, storm trooper or not, and you deserve a name." He thinks for a moment. "I'm calling you Finn, and there's nothing you can do about it."
Finn had been right this one was stubborn.
"Call me whatever you want but shut up. I have a headache." Surprisingly enough Poe actually listens.
Despite what he shows on the outside, joy bubbles in him at the though of having an actual name. He'd never had a name before.
No, no he has to stop thinking things like that. He's only FN-2187, he's a storm trooper, and he will not let them down again.
Finn leans his head back against the wall. He hadn't slept since the night before Jakku and he's exhausted. Closing his eyes for just a second couldn't hurt anything could it?
