#yes this sort of news reaches non armys too ofc

[pancakejikook]

#staystrong

[brightlycoloredteacups]

Shades of Green

Pairing: Armitage Hux x OFC

Summary: The woman Hux has been in love with since he was a teenager asks for his hand in Marriage. Accepting the terms was easy, everything that came after, not so much.

Warnings: Non for this Chapter. 

Tagging: @anunhealthydoseofangst @tiyetiye @novumlibellum @salimahbicharara-comun @sammi-faye @bluearchersstuff 

General Armitage Hux was very much aware his position afforded him luxuries few had the pleasure to experience. Among those were the sheer amount of messages he received. Marriage proposals, fanatic rambling, treaties. Day in, day out, he slogged through them, wanting to get to the real work. How many daughters of high ranking men could there be? Honestly, he was fed up with it all. The letter currently in his hand, however, was one worth reading.

He’d come across a name he remembers from his days in the academy. Titan Vane. The only woman he'd ever had the displeasure of falling madly in love with. He'd often thought about reaching out to her after he'd become general. Fantasized even. She'd be so impressed with him, with his army, she'd realize she loved him all along. It was a simple thing, but Titan was not the type of woman to just throw herself at someone, no matter what position of power they're in.

Now, it was Titan herself reaching out to him. He recognizes the letter as being hers immediately. It was handwritten, perfumed, and sealed with a kiss, by indication of the lipstick. Such ostentatious frivolity was customary among her people. One she delighted in thoroughly. He wasted no time in opening the letter, knowing full well it's going to be absolutely dripping with unnecessary flowery language. He smiles at the sight of his nickname.

Early on in their friendship, about a week, Titan had turned to him frowning. “What?” He asked, so damn afraid he'd disappointed her somehow. “I don't like your nickname” She stated plainly. “I'm gonna call you Tagie, after the last part of your name.” Tagie he repeated in his head. Tah-jee. He loved it. Only she called him that, and to save him from embarrassment, Titan only called him Tagie in private. He loved her all the more for it.

“Dearest Tagie,

Perhaps I shouldn't address you so informally, now that you're a general. I couldn’t help myself, however, old habits die hard, they say. I suppose I have hope that somewhere buried deep under all that severity my dearest friend still lies. I remember you. Forgive the informality General Hux, it’s just a simple case of fond memories.  

It’s foolish, isn’t it? To think you still remember me. You’ve gone on to raise an empire, a feat which you’re undoubtedly proud of. I’ve seen you on holovids. I think you look rather dashing, if you don’t my saying so. To bold? Perhaps, but I’ve never been one for sublty, not when you could get right to the point.

Allow me to reintroduce myself.

General Armitage Hux, I am Princess Titan Vane of the Planet Wildling. I like to think I was your closest friend in those days, wishful thinking, I’m sure. Nevertheless, I invite you to my palace for tea. The invitation card is enclosed within this letter.

Ever Yours,

Titan Vane

PS. Even if you miss tea, please come visit anyway, I would rather enjoy your company.

PPS. Don't bring that Kylo character with you if you can help it. Cultural thing, I'm sure you understand.”

Armitage folds the letter neatly, wiping the smile that's been sitting there since he saw the letter off his face he stands. The invitation had fallen out of the envelope, but he'd been too distracted to pick it up. He does so now. Sending a communique to his officers to have his ship ready, he rushes off to his room to get ready. He didn't want to be late for tea.

*

The planet of Wildling isn’t the proper name, but everyone calls it that in common. It’s the closest word to the true meaning of the planet. It’s a mono-biomed planet, with vast stretches of jungle, pole to pole. If it isn’t raining, then its hot and humid. There is no inbetween.

Various tribes live there, and have spread out to neighboring planets.One family rules them all. The Vane family. They’d clawed their way to the top of the food chain during The Unification of Tribes, they remained there for some time, advising rulers from one generation to the next. Until the Great Tribal War. Taking advantage of the planet-wide rebellion, the Vanes had managed to kill off the old generation, and lead Wildling into a new era of peace. Titan Vane is a proud part of that heritage.

She’ in the jungle, hunting for meat when she spies the ship passing overhead. It’s a First Order ship no doubt. It meant one of two things, the General had gotten her letter, or Kylo Ren had finally come to slaughter her people. Heart racing, she takes of at top speed, determined to find out which.

She immediately beings to plan for the worst case scenario. Kylo Ren was a force user. Titan had the fortunate ability to train with Force Users, she’d cultivated a hard fought resistance to it’s powers. But he was the scariest man in the galaxy for a reason. Didn’t matter, she had backup plans for her backup plans.

She slides into the atrium just as Armitage is entering it. She startles him into taking a step backward. She can't blame him, she knows she looks wild. Leaves in her hair, half dressed, a spear on her back. She smiles at him apologetically. “My sincerest apologies,” she says, bowing to him.  She’s utterly relieved its him. Her people lie to fight another day. “I didn't expect you to come.” Armitage smiles are her, a real smile, not the tight lipped strained twitch of the lips that people like them  must wear in public. “Of course I came” he says, as if it were obvious. He'd always come for her, they both knew.

She bows again, “Allow me to change, Armello will take you to the veranda.” she looks behind him to the guards surrounding him. “They will stay here,” Armitage promises. A soldier, clad in all chrome steps forward. “General,” the caution in her voice is plain to hear. Armitage merely gives her a look. She steps back to her place. “To the veranda?” he confirms. she nods. “won't be a minute.” she promises.

In reality, she takes several minutes, but scrubbing muck off your body, taking variou foliage out of your hair, then dressing yourself takes time. She wished she had more faith in him, she could have made a much better impression.

She rushes out to him, nervous. This wouldn't be an easy conversation. She knew Hux would never be the same boy she had the pleasure of befriending in the academy, but she had to hope he still held enough fondness for her to agree to her plea. One can only hope.

*

That blasted woman. Leave it to her to be the only one in the galaxy to throw him so off balance he can no longer think straight. He had the hardest time not taking her right then and there. Sliding into the room like the wild thing she always had been, half naked with a slight sheen of sweat.

She was even more beautiful than he remembered her being. Of course, they were grown now. She was a fine young woman. Darker than he remembered from her days in the sun, hair an unruly mop he longed to comb his fingers through, and her eyes. Those damnable brown eyes. He could look into them forever if given the chance.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” he jumps at the sound of her voice. She giggles as he turns red. “i didn't mean to startle you.”

“It’s fine.” he manages. He turns back to the view. Below him is a vast expanse of jungle unlike anything he'd ever seen. It almost seemed...alive. He's frowning, trying to figure it out, when he notices her staring. “What?” he asks, wiping at his face. “What a cutting figure you make General.” Pleased, he turns to her. “To you, my dear, I am Tagie.” her grin splits her face, he's satisfied to be the one that put it there. She launches herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He responds immediately, despite the surprise attack, pressing himself to her. He closes his eyes, taking in her scent. By the stars, this was always what he wanted. “I've missed you.” she confesses. “I've missed you too.”

They separate, much to his displeasure. “come, have tea with me. You will finally get to try our famous syrup cake.” he follows her to the small table laden with food.

Titan pours for him, dark tea going into an ornately decorated cup. She passes that to him, he takes it gratefully. “I hope I chose the right one,” she tells him, giving him a worried look. “Rather,” she continues loading a tiny plate with food. “I hope your tastes haven't changed, what with you being the leader of the First Order and all.” She passes the plate on to him, then finally sits and serves herself.

He takes a sip of tea. The sharp bitterness coats his tongue. He's in heaven, he swears it. “You got it right.” She breathes a sigh of relief.

They sit in silence for a while, enjoying the moment. “Do you remember Angle?” Hux sniffs. “I try not to.” Titan giggles. “You two hated each other.”

“Well, calling someone a ‘pasty bitch’ does not endear you to people.” Titan outright laughs at that. Hux turns a bright red. “I'm sorry,” she wheezes, “I'm sorry, I don't mean to laugh but your tone was so funny.” His blush recedes. “You know he's moved here?” Hux scoffs, but says nothing. “He's tried to come into the palace, but my guards refuse to let him in. For that, I'm thankful.”

“I thought you liked Angle?”

“I did, when I was younger and didn't know any better. I find myself...attracted to a different sort of person these days.” the way she said it...was she trying to hint at something? Or was her reading too much into it. He remains silent, having decided he was definitely reading too much into it.

“Tagie,” she says, looking over her jungle. “Yes?”

“I must confess something.” Hux swallows the excitement bubbling within him. Please confess your love for me, he thinks desperate, please love me. “I didn’t invite you here merely to reminisce.”

“Oh?” He’s rather let down, but manages to keep it from his voice. “You’re smarter than that Hux, don’t play coy with me now.” She says, putting her cup down. Hux nods to indicate he was listening to her. “Being in a position of power does put one in a precarious situation, doesn’t it? You can’t think of yourself, you have to think of the people you rule over. About their wellbeing.” Hux is silent, she’ll get to her point, eventually. “My father, he’s a proud man, too proud, I think.” He makes a non-committal noise. “He thinks we can weather the battle without choosing a side. I tend to disagree.”

“Would you like a demonstration?” Hux asks. If that was what she wanted, why not simply ask him, instead of bringing him out her home planet. She giggles, “No, no, I was thinking something simpler than that.”

“Well, let’s hear it.” He says, bringing his cup to his lips. “Marry me.” Armitage chokes on the tea, spilling it everywhere. Tears spring to his eyes as he gasps for air.

He looks at Titan, making sure she’s entirely serious.

She’s utterly enchanting, sitting there, in her green dress. The sun is setting, casting a glow about her. Her beauty is such a thing that will remain unmatched for eons. She’s got a mask of patience on, but he knows she’s waiting for his answer. Say something you idiot! He berates himself, don’t leave her hanging in the air. “Why?” He manages, having caught his breath. Damnit, that’s not at all what he wanted to say. She presses her lips together, turning her gaze back to her jungle. “My father refuses to enter peace talks with you. It’s something that must be done. Sacrificing the millions of lives of our people,” She shakes her head. “I couldn’t bear it. Marriage is my easiest option.”

“But not your only option.”

“No. The others all involve an unnecessary amount of back dealing, death threats, and money.”

“You do love your money.”

“They allow me my luxuries, Tagie, of course I do.” They sit in silence for some time. Marriage, that’s what she was after. For her people, sure, but it was still him she wanted to marry. He was a strategic advantage in her grand scheme of things. Marriage to her was what he wanted, even if this wasn’t how he imagined it happening.

Titan gets up from her seat. “I knew it had been foolish to ask you.” She says, sounding hard. No, he thinks, no you aren’t foolish. You’re very brave. She turns and begins her retreat into her palace. “Titan!” Hux says, stumbling after her. She stops, looking at him. He swallows, say yes, stupid, tell her you’ll marry her. Damn her for always making him tongue tied. “Please spare the old platitudes General,” damn, this was getting worse.by the minute. “It won't help my peop-”

“Let's do it.” He finally manages. Titan looks at him warily. He isn't sure what he should do, but he know he wants to kiss her. “Let's get married.” She lets out a slow breath. Grabbing his hand, she smiles at him, his heart is in his throat. “Thank you Tagie,” all he can do is nod.