Someone was going to suffer as soon as he figured out who. Last thing he remembered was tripping over a tree root on the planet breaking up beneath him and suddenly he fell face first onto a paved street. The undignified face plant he just did was the least of his worries as he looked around. There was no snow and the ground was steady under his feet.
He touched the pocket of his greatcoat, glad to feel the familiar weight of his blaster there. These people looked primitive though, it was like he suddenly found himself on Yavin or Endor. Hopefully there weren't any Ewoks lurking somewhere.
He wasn't sure how this happened but he was going to blame Ren even if he wasn't directly responsible. It felt good to have a target of his anger but he kept his expression calm as what he assumed were two guards approached him. Their weapons were positively ancient, no one really used swords like that since before even the Old Republic.
He didn't protest when they lead him to the castle to meet with a king but Hux wasn't impressed as he stepped into the throne room. It almost reminded him of holos he had seen of Naboo in terms of the architecture. He supposed all he could was wait for this king though he bristled at the idea of having to wait for someone else, especially if they had somehow managed to kidnap him.
Establishing boundaries would be important and Hux decided to take a seat on the empty throne, crossing his legs casually as he waited. There would be no doubt who was in charge here. He slipped out his datapad to pull up information while he waited, glad it worked but he couldn't connect to anything which was frustrating.
The King would arrive in his own time, following news of an odd foreigner. He felt uneasy at the description, wondering if perhaps they hailed from the East. Easterlings were well-known for their allegiance to Sauron and Aragorn would not have them causing more trouble in his lands - or the lands of Rohan.
Hux would soon be faced with a six foot six inch tall Man, wearing the crown of Gondor. He was dressed in twilight blue with soft sable pants. Despite the antiquity of his appearance, Aragorn was not a figure that could be denied.
"Comfortable?" his brows rose at the - was it meant to be an insult? The throne was a symbol, of course, but since it was just them, it was only a chair to him. The King stood before Hux and he did not require a seat to establish his authority.
"I am Aragorh II Elessar, King of the Gondorian people. What brings you to Minas Tirith?"
Hux looked up as someone entered, almost looking bored. He had to be careful to not appear weak, holding up a finger for Aragorn to wait for a moment as he switched off his datapad before looking up once more.
"Not particularly," he said as he leaned back, taking in Aragorn's appearance thoughtfully.
"I was hoping you could tell me. I assume you or one of your people brought me here and have a plan for what happens next. Usually you should have a plan when you kidnap someone," he said bluntly. "I've never heard of your people, what star system is this?"
Wow. Random h! How dare you creep into Aragorn's name. >8(
So he was impudent. Aragorn was not impressed and he considered leaving this one to the prison cells deep within the city, however he was not a King who made such decisions when frustrated. Instead, he stiffened his back, lips pressed into a thin line.
"We have no use for you." he wondered if this was some sort of...malevolent spirit...in the form of a Man. Who else would behave so poorly?
"Star system?" no, this wasn't getting better, "You are on Arda or Middle Earth. We have named some of the stars, but even the Elves do not know of star systems."
"So you brought me here either to show the First Order that you could or just for your own amusement? Either way, it was a poor decision," he remarked as he stood, approaching Aragorn. He wasn't sure if this man was a Force user but Hux wasn't an expert in the matter.
"Tell me the name of your stars," he said as he took out his datapad, inputing 'Arda' into the galactic map search but nothing came up. "Now, Aragorn, tell me what happens next. If you didn't have a plan before, you better have now."
If Aragorn didn't realize who he had, Hux wasn't going to let him have that information. It would be giving this king more power if it came down to negotiations.
"I did not bring you here; nor did my people." he rested a hand, almost lazily on Andúril's hilt, ready to draw the blade, "I suggest you stop blaming those not responsible for your current predicament. We will get much farther if you tell me more about you and what you recall."
He was sorely tempted to summon his guards and be rid of this...headache of a Man. If he was a Man.
"You are welcome to examine the maps in the library. However most of them are in Elvish." which would require cooperation, "I seek to help you; not hinder you. Do you think I spend my days kidnapping those I do not know for no purpose?"
"Someone did and I doubt it was without a reason. You can deny it if you wish but I suggest you remain on my good side. It will make all the difference in the future of your people and your planet," he remarked as he slipped his datapad back into his pocket.
"My name is Hux, I serve on the star destroyer Finalizer." No rank, he wouldn't give this king any such satisfaction of knowing he had a general. He looked amused when Aragorn touched the hilt of his sword, he doubted it was a lightsaber.
"I don't know, I've seen rulers of star systems make...unfortunate decisions before. One piece of advice I will give you is not to bother with your sword if it's just metal. It wouldn't end well for you." Hux may be a bridge commander but he was certain that a blaster was far more effective.
If he could draw his Blaster fast enough. Aragorn was not known as one of the best - if not the best - swordsman of his Age for nothing. An Elvish blade could likely cut through a Blaster and make it inoperable.
"He who destroys stars is not welcome in my kingdom." for the stars were created by Queen Varda and they brought joy and guidance to those who roamed the lands below, "I caution you against attacking me or anyone in this palace. You will not like the results."
Yet he did not draw Andúril. This was a plea for peace; for calm, rational thought.
"Well that answers that. This planet seems to be cut off if you didn't know star destroyer refers to a classification of warship," Hux commented with a frown. It was rare, even in the Unknown Regions, to come across a system or planet is isolated. "They don't have the power to literally destroy stars." Yet.
He had destroyed stars but this wasn't the time to go into details. "Oh, I don't need to do anything. But when I give the recommendation of what to with this planet, you don't want me to be annoyed. Now, where are my quarters? I expect someone will also show me around in due course."
Frankly, this was too much. He considered himself to be patient and he fought to be empathetic with even the tiniest of needs of his kingdom no matter how tired he felt. But this was not part of his duties.
Whether Hux saw it coming or not, Aragorn lifted his hand off of Andúril and instead punched the Man straight in the jaw.
Then he called for guards to take Hux to his "quarters", which happened to be a prison cell. Impudence was one matter, but this Man had an attitude he had only encountered in Mordor or from the Orcs that had once covered his lands.
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He touched the pocket of his greatcoat, glad to feel the familiar weight of his blaster there. These people looked primitive though, it was like he suddenly found himself on Yavin or Endor. Hopefully there weren't any Ewoks lurking somewhere.
He wasn't sure how this happened but he was going to blame Ren even if he wasn't directly responsible. It felt good to have a target of his anger but he kept his expression calm as what he assumed were two guards approached him. Their weapons were positively ancient, no one really used swords like that since before even the Old Republic.
He didn't protest when they lead him to the castle to meet with a king but Hux wasn't impressed as he stepped into the throne room. It almost reminded him of holos he had seen of Naboo in terms of the architecture. He supposed all he could was wait for this king though he bristled at the idea of having to wait for someone else, especially if they had somehow managed to kidnap him.
Establishing boundaries would be important and Hux decided to take a seat on the empty throne, crossing his legs casually as he waited. There would be no doubt who was in charge here. He slipped out his datapad to pull up information while he waited, glad it worked but he couldn't connect to anything which was frustrating.
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Hux would soon be faced with a six foot six inch tall Man, wearing the crown of Gondor. He was dressed in twilight blue with soft sable pants. Despite the antiquity of his appearance, Aragorn was not a figure that could be denied.
"Comfortable?" his brows rose at the - was it meant to be an insult? The throne was a symbol, of course, but since it was just them, it was only a chair to him. The King stood before Hux and he did not require a seat to establish his authority.
"I am Aragorh II Elessar, King of the Gondorian people. What brings you to Minas Tirith?"
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"Not particularly," he said as he leaned back, taking in Aragorn's appearance thoughtfully.
"I was hoping you could tell me. I assume you or one of your people brought me here and have a plan for what happens next. Usually you should have a plan when you kidnap someone," he said bluntly. "I've never heard of your people, what star system is this?"
Wow. Random h! How dare you creep into Aragorn's name. >8(
"We have no use for you." he wondered if this was some sort of...malevolent spirit...in the form of a Man. Who else would behave so poorly?
"Star system?" no, this wasn't getting better, "You are on Arda or Middle Earth. We have named some of the stars, but even the Elves do not know of star systems."
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"Tell me the name of your stars," he said as he took out his datapad, inputing 'Arda' into the galactic map search but nothing came up. "Now, Aragorn, tell me what happens next. If you didn't have a plan before, you better have now."
If Aragorn didn't realize who he had, Hux wasn't going to let him have that information. It would be giving this king more power if it came down to negotiations.
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He was sorely tempted to summon his guards and be rid of this...headache of a Man. If he was a Man.
"You are welcome to examine the maps in the library. However most of them are in Elvish." which would require cooperation, "I seek to help you; not hinder you. Do you think I spend my days kidnapping those I do not know for no purpose?"
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"My name is Hux, I serve on the star destroyer Finalizer." No rank, he wouldn't give this king any such satisfaction of knowing he had a general. He looked amused when Aragorn touched the hilt of his sword, he doubted it was a lightsaber.
"I don't know, I've seen rulers of star systems make...unfortunate decisions before. One piece of advice I will give you is not to bother with your sword if it's just metal. It wouldn't end well for you." Hux may be a bridge commander but he was certain that a blaster was far more effective.
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"He who destroys stars is not welcome in my kingdom." for the stars were created by Queen Varda and they brought joy and guidance to those who roamed the lands below, "I caution you against attacking me or anyone in this palace. You will not like the results."
Yet he did not draw Andúril. This was a plea for peace; for calm, rational thought.
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He had destroyed stars but this wasn't the time to go into details. "Oh, I don't need to do anything. But when I give the recommendation of what to with this planet, you don't want me to be annoyed. Now, where are my quarters? I expect someone will also show me around in due course."
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Whether Hux saw it coming or not, Aragorn lifted his hand off of Andúril and instead punched the Man straight in the jaw.
Then he called for guards to take Hux to his "quarters", which happened to be a prison cell. Impudence was one matter, but this Man had an attitude he had only encountered in Mordor or from the Orcs that had once covered his lands.