Mavka took this free time to settle in so she headed to the canteen where she could obtain food for her stomach.
The ship and all the other bases that belonged to the First Order were all the same; providing the same dark interior that perfectly resembling the First Order's essence of purpose.
With enough sense of the place, she finally arrived at what appeared to be the mess hall. A large place with high ceilings, dim lighting, and a place that held just a couple of personnel. Mavka was eager for some food and headed closer inside. Once more she gained the attention of many people all around; glaring and gawking as if she was a freak show.
Ignoring it she continued down to the mess hall where there were machines called "Eatgo". A machine that vends of to-go food in allotments and small packages. But this wasn't exactly what she wanted, not a little snack on the go, she wanted something bigger to fulfill her stomach needs.
The mess hall was set in two levels and the GenMess contained at least a thousand seating arrangements all consisting of many stormtroopers without their helmets. That was a sight that she has hardly seen in all her time of employment. When she only worked as a technician the only source of nutrition was the familiar Eatgo packages that came in small rations whenever it was her break time.
Droid chefs staffed the canteen area, Mavka promptly jogged and took a tray that was stacked on top of each other. She waited in line as fellow troopers and officers were in front, receiving their meals.
When it was time she placed her platter on top where the droids set a metal plate of mush. Foodstuff that smelled like sorts of fruit and other things. Mavka was unimpressed that this was what the higher ranks got to eat but she wasn't sure if anyone complained. Perhaps solid food was something they avoided in their canteen. Quickly she grabbed a refreshment and was now faced with the decision of a place to sit. Many personnel scattered at every table but a perfect spot was one where the end consisted of zero bodies. Mavka quickly headed towards a table where it was satisfying enough for her.
She seated herself and began to eye her food of mush; the contents in it were entirely unknown to her. Nevertheless, Mavka was starving after all these hours that she could eat anything, just anything.
Suddenly, she felt an immediate weight set in front of her, chewing her food Mavka lifted her sights to see some aging man with a pallid and eerie sense about him. He gave a sparse smile at her. Mavka swallowed.
"Hello, to the General's assistant." He greeted. "I'm Olin Waldas. But you can just call me Waldas." His voice was sharp yet his words possessed the knowledge of pure Galactic Basic. Mavka straighten her back and faced the man with diligence.
"You know everyone knows you serve directly underneath the General but no one really knows your true name. Mavka Ein." He said. Waldas took a drink out from his cup and eyed Mavka that only sat in silence.
"They call you the blue girl, blue alien, Tailhead girl, brain tails, and so on." He was amusing himself.
Mavka rolled her eyes. "I get that." She replied in annoyance.
"Now I know you are a—- a Twi— Twe- Lek. They got two races. You- you're one of them.—"
"I am Rutian." Said Mavka.
"Ah yea, Rutian." He snickered. "I remember now. I used to kriff them all the time."
Mavka clenched her hands tightly onto her platter and abruptly stood from her seat as her appetite immediately vanished. She stepped out of the seating table while removing her tray of unfinished food.
"You are ghastly man. Unfit to be in First Order. I pity you." Mavka spat, carrying her tray as she leaves the scene with irritable thoughts.
She walked near the exit, setting aside her tray as footsteps followed her. Waldas continued to linger on her side when all she wanted was to leave the mess hall.
"Why'd the General make you his little assistant? I could only think of —-one reason." The man just kept going off as Mavka walked and walked.
She ignored him as they strolled through the corridors.
"Leave me be." She spoke. An exasperated sigh. A temper rising hotter and hotter.
"Did he make you his slave?"
Mavka enlarged her eyes and jostled him towards a wall holding him by the neck. Her rage was visible and her actions were unexpected.
The sudden public freakout generated attention all around as a few stormtroopers intervened in the scene with their blasters pointed at her. He choked and gagged by her tightening clutch around his throat. Suffocating attempts at chortles. She grew intensely fumed and enraged but, Mavka instantly discerned the guards surrounding her and dropped Waldas onto the ground.
In silent wrath, Mavka shuffled away ignoring the awareness of everyone in the corridor and proceeded to lay low.
Mavka wanted to be far away from that particular area and realized how much her temper got her. At least she got her hands on that filthy man, pressing her fingers around his weak neck.
She found herself in one of the hangars in bay three. A place where she often came to. Mavka headed to a stack of crates where she would frequently hide taking breaks when she was just a technician. Where the shadows grew stronger, and where the structure composed, the area became more secluded, gradually feeling at ease.
Mavka took this time to lay her body upon one of the bigger crates and took herself at leisure.
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A couple of hours just passed and the focus is set on one stormtrooper who took the time to search for Mavka throughout the ship where they questioned anyone who had witnessed the blue girl. The stormtrooper searched and searched until they found themselves in the hangar where they were told that Mavka would be last seen.
Between the heavy crates, ponderous footsteps stifled through until the stormtrooper discovered Mavka laying on the crates like a drowsy creature.
"Hey, you!" The stormtrooper jabbed his blaster on her shoulder waking her up.
"Your presence is needed." Mavka rubbed her eyes and couldn't keep her vision steady on the bright light from above.
"Who?" She questioned.
"General Hux requires you in his office." Said the stormtrooper.
"It is time...?" Mavka asked. The stormtrooper didn't respond and gestures for her to follow.
Mavka followed the guard's trail until they arrived at General Hux's office.
The door opened, Mavka was about to step in as she sees the familiar Waldas in the same room as General Hux.
Waldas turns his head behind him, gawking at the deplorable Mavka.
"Ein." General Hux marched his way towards her; a face of disappointment was bare. His light eyes were piercing with madness.
"Do you know why you are here...?" He questioned her.
"...Possibly maybe." She muttered.
He let out an exasperated sigh and walked off.
"Did you assault Lieutenant Waldas?" Hux's voice rose in sharpness. A wave of bitter anger.
Mavka took a dim glance at Waldas.
"Did you?!" Hux exclaimed jolting Mavka.
"I only lay a finger on his neck. He speaks of lies and crude matters of you, General."
Waldas scoffs and grows a heavy smile.
"She is the one that lies, General. Aliens are just so troubling."
"...I agree." Says Hux.
General Hux approaches Mavka brooding over her.
"I see you have a repeating pattern of violence, Ein," Hux says.
Waldas is riveted by the information. "The girl's hurt others before? How does she keep her position?" Waldas gives a small chortle as Hux rolls his eyes.
"You can leave now, Lieutenant." Hux spat. Seems as though Waldas's comments started to poke at Hux's patience.
Waldas glared at the General.
"What is her punishment, sir?" Waldas questioned with eagerness.
"LEAVE now!"
The obnoxious lieutenant finally left the office and Mavka moderately felt at ease although indicted for her actions. She'll just own up to it.
Hux spurted a heavy exhale which made it clear he was getting weary of everything. But Mavka continued to stay still like a statue, simply eyeing him.
"I am beyond exhausted. How many problems will you continue to create?" Hux shouted as fire appeared in his eyes. Mavka didn't want to speak and General Hux noticed this. He begins circling her.
"Perhaps it was wrong to present you as my assistant."
Mavka winced with confusion then she turned her head at him.
"I do not understand it. Why you have given me such a purpose...?" Mavka asked.
"Well, because I pity you. You would think I would simply hand out a position to someone such as you...? - A blue wretch?" He gives himself a sneering smirk as if he was amused; mocking her. Mavka stared at the ground as his words continued. "I had thought you would be useful if you were to work for me." His words were pointy like arrows.
"Yet all you do is-"
"I help you when no one does. " Mavka disrupted.
"Do not interrupt me. -I have thousands of stormtroopers all around. Supreme Leader Snoke! Captain Phasma. The First Order! I do not-"
The door opened from his office, which revealed a stormtrooper guard waiting outside the frame. They both stopped to look at the mass of conflict between them quickly vanishing.
"General Hux, sir. The transporting shuttle is ready." General Hux was about to rain down on her with fury but quickly reverted to a calm state.
"Very well." He let out a sigh. "Ein." He called.
Even after such a pathetic dispute between them, it all felt agitated yet normal after. General Hux had to continue on and not fill most of the time acting like he should care what children are doing to each other under his leadership.
Mavka followed Hux through the corridors, drifting behind him as she slowly became gloomy.