A world away, lying listlessly in his own bunk, laid the bulk of the New Order's new Supreme Leader. His raven hair tumbled across his sheets and the shoulders of the female body laying beside him. Slowly, he pulled his body up to sit, and reached his legs out to the hard floor.

His entry door buzzed, then hissed ajar. He heard sharp heels cracking into his rooms, towards his chamber. Momentarily, he heard a shrill voice. "Master. We have news of the Resistance reconnoitre."

Kylo Ren raised himself from his bed, reaching for his shirt as he moved towards the chamber's curtains. Wordlessly, he pulled the heavy fabric curtain apart, and gestured for Hux to enter.

Hux did so, swiftly, but not without taking care to hide the curl of his lip. He surveyed the disorder of the Knight's inner rooms. With disgust, he watched the woman quickly rise, pick up her uniform and pad silently away.

Kylo Ren moved slowly towards his window, padding softly, his shoulders pushed back like a wounded cat. He looked out upon the blackness of the stars. He felt a familiar weight on his chest. "I already know." he said, almost breathing out the words.

Then, his head snapped suddenly to face Hux, revealing a thinner, paler face, etched with scars and the hints of blackening veins around his temples. "But did I not tell you to watch. And wait?"

Hux felt a cold shiver pass up his spine as Kylo's coral eyes settled on his own.

"Yes, Master," he stammered. "But we couldn't pass up the opportunity to kill their greatest General. The impact will be huge." Even though his fear, Hux could barely conceal a glimmer of triumph in his eyes. His spies has found her, reported on her, delivered her to him on her way to discuss strategy with her allies. The Princess could never resist the personal touch.

"Hm," murmured Kylo. Then slowly, he raised his hand, and lifted Hux from his feet, leaving him grasping at his throat in a now familiar pose.

"Master…." spluttered Hux, "I made a choice…."

"When I told you to WATCH. And WAIT," roared Kylo, spinning on his heels as he pushed Hux through the air, punching him into the wall alongside his bed. Hux made a wheezing sound as his lungs expelled. "The impact? The impact will be pointless. It will just be the same. The same dance, the same circle. Don't you understand?!"

Kylo stormed to where his General still hung, mid air. He pressed his face closer to Hux's own, his black hair whipping back like tendrils, and hissed. "A new order will never come from constant rebirth of the old. I don't want this. I don't want this."

Kylo then turned, and sank back to sit on his bed. The rage subsiding, his eyes widened, and his shoulders drooped. Hux recognised the same pattern in the Knight, the circle of rage and despair, as he slowly slid back down onto his feet. For now, he was safe.

"I take full responsibility, Master. It was my mistake," murmured Hux, rubbing his neck. His eyes however glowed. "But forgive me. You're still not yourself. You need more rest. I'll return later." He turned on his heels and started to walk from the room.

"Wait." Kylo's voice returned to its low, threatening tone. Hux stopped. "What news…. Of the girl?"

Hux's eyes narrowed."She wasn't onboard. Still no sightings, and no reports of their resistance base. Yet."

Kylo just sat, and breathed. "She's getting stronger. I can feel it." His voice was flat.

"She is but one, and one can be defeated," replied Hux, his eyes like flints.