Chapter 14: M2 -3 Modern Ideas

I was satisfied with my performance as I walked towards the Research section of the ship I left operating, though I would have to branch off to my office to retrieve my data pad which has the info I need on it. Though now that I think about it I'll probably be here for a few months so why don't I begin training myself. First let's start with Jugging and then some push-ups before sit-ups.

Okay Hux, Move it. I said to myself in an attempt to motivate myself and so I began jugging towards my office counting 1,2 as I judged.

[ Brief Time Skip ]

I could barely breathe as I was sweating buckets now and could barely breathe. Damn I am weak, welp at least I made it. I said looking back at the door, the mere thought of going all the way back simply felt like punishment hence I took of my clothes and went to take some fresh bath.

I'll just order some troopers to come deliver the data pad to the research center. Now to the bathroom for some chill water..hmm also also have to increase the amount of troops to watch those recruits...also I need to enter the training pods too. I need to train just in case.

[ Brief Time Skip ]

The bath was cooling and now I have a new purpose though first I've gotta change my clothes and then send for those troopers after that I'll need to begin our production though It'll be slow for now....I should also probably use that Rebel base down on crait for something.

Hmmm now that I remember, I am so going to need those new clothes cause I hate this one but I'll have to manage for now.

[ Brief Time Skip ]

It was boring and annoying so I began doing my press-ups in between my work, I need excitement. Sigh.

[< Pzzt.....Get me the Chief Engineer here and NK-2345 come to my office...pzzt.>] I said over the Comms as I now sat on chair and continued some of my work on the data pad and the likes.

" Sir". A male voice said out to me as a male figure walked into my room or chambers.

" You are?" I asked him as I raised my head slightly to look at him briefly before continuing my work.

" GN- 5567 Sir." he said with a quick salute.

" Give me a brief report on what your doing and how free are you for my little project." I said to him still scrolling on the pad.

" Sir, We are still trying to fix the damages from the previous attack and scavenging what we can from the damage. Several of what we scavenge can be broken down and apart in the factories and re-used for something else. Currently we are Occupied Sir." he replied to me.

" Hmmm, I'll need you to get some time cause the Recruits would like to learn some maintenance on some parts of the ship. Also Check the Resistance base down on crait to see if anything is useful. What about Ship and weaponary production." I said giving out orders whilst asking a question at the same time.

" Sir all productions are on schedule." He replied to me his stance same as when he entered the room.

" Dismissed." I said to him. Just as he walked out and the doors closed I took a deep breathe in and then released it. I am not too keen on going to war with a growing resistance. FN-2187 has been causing trouble this past week though nothing they can't manage. From what I know the Resistance never grew and the only thing I should be worried about is the civies which I am already trying to make a contingency plan for.

Ah that reminds, I'll need to check the databanks to see if they have anything I could use. Sigh....I should probably check on phasma cause I'll need her expertise on close combat training.

I said so getting up from my chair and walking out of the door. I decided to Jug once more as I was determined to have myself trained just in case. Again I began with my 1,2 counting as I judged until I reached the med bay/room. I walked into it and just opposite me were tanks in which Phasma currently inhabited.

Blonde was the first word that came to mind as I laid my eyes on her. Walking in I saw several medical droids moving about with one monitoring her.

" How is she." I asked causing the Droid to turn to me before responding.

" Alive and healing." it responded at it floated about.

" Her burn marks...would it heal." I asked as I was not really eager to welcome her back to life with so much scars on her face though it seems to be visibly healing as it was better than when I first found her.

" Most would heal but some scars would remain." it answered me still floating.

I didn't reply as I simply stated at her, what went through her mind when she fell or at least did she see herself die. Her emotions or even expressions. Was it brief or agonizing as the fire encroached her, was hot and I wonder how it felt...I wonder what would have happened if it was me.

Well enough negative thoughts won't want to snap back to that guy now would I. I'll get the job done and then he really accept that we are really the one and same. Now back to my office, I've got work to do, troops to train and time to spend.