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[The video opens on Poe's face, edges of his jacket still dusted with salt and red earth.]

This is Commander Poe Dameron of the Republic fleet. I'm looking to speak to whoever's in charge here. I've got some pretty pressing issues to deal with back home, and uh...I really need to be getting back. Or at the very least if someone knows of a long range transmitter, or a ship, actually? A ship would be good.

...Or caf. Do you guys have caf here? Or maybe something stronger? That whole...glowy ball thing..., the data point- that happens to everyone, right? [He taps at his temple with a frown. He didn't particularly enjoy that experience.]

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What, you seriously expect me to show up?

[He scoffs, as though they don't both know Poe's not about to back down from such a direct challenge.]

...your best soldiers couldn't break me, Hux, you're not going to do any better.

All talk and no show.

--Never compare me to that fool.

What, Ren? [Evidently not who Poe had meant, as he had ultimately broken him. A fact that makes Poe breathe a tense huff.]

...I'll be there.

[And true to his word, Poe follows the coordinates at the appropriate time, hesitating briefly as he approaches the building. This is most definitely a stupid decision. Hux has the upper hand here, but Poe can't find it in himself to back down, even knowing he's walking into a trap.

He steps inside, eyes skirting about, and he blows on his hands to try and warm them from the chill of outside as he looks for Hux.]

[A small handmade mouse droid greets Poe at the entrance and chirping away it leads deeper into the power plant.

Hux is standing on top of a bridge looking down when they enter. Poe would be able to see how much of a disarray the building was in, but it was obvious that a lot of work was being done to make it habitable. Mint had also managed to break it's way through much to Hux's dismay.]

I was beginning to think you weren't going to show up.

...Hey Buddy. [Something like a smile pulls at the corners of Poe's lips at the chirping of the droid, and he follows after it. It's...impressive. Not that he'll admit it out loud.

Poe continues to scan as the droid leads him, taking in all the work that seems to have been done on this place.

He frowns when they finally make it to Hux and he's forced to incline his head to meet his gaze.]

I said I'd come, didn't I?

I'm surprised you managed to find the building.

[He greeted in a dry tone. As he spoke, Hux slowly took his time down the stairs that lead from the bridge.]

I've been working on this place since my arrival. There was help, but not many. Nor was it an easy task. In order to have an operating city, you need power.

Now, exactly what purpose are you trying to prove here?

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[The slow decent definitely earns an eyeroll, shifting his weight to watch him, and Poe folds his arms against his chest impatiently. Is all this for his benefit, or can Hux just not help himself but show off, he wonders.]

...Are you looking for my approval, or just making conversation, Hugs? Hux-sorry.

[He arches a brow and shrugs a shoulder.]

You're the one who did the inviting.

I have no reason to seek approval the likes of you. I was merely providing you a brief history of what you're about to deal with.

[He shrugged off his Great Coat and hung it on he railing of the stairway and took off his own gloves.]

Yes, but I believe you were the one who said I wasn't intimidating?

No? [Poe gave a small laugh, and flashed him a look as though he very much didn't believe him. Hux clearly had something to prove.

Honestly, Poe wasn't sure he actually expected Hux to fight until the man began to off his coat, and his brows arched in faint surprise.]

I'd leave the coat on if you want to maintain any illusion of that. [He confirmed, unable to drop that snark, though his gaze shifted to properly observe the space they were in.]

[Hux glowered and with in taking two steps forward, he slapped him hard across the cheeks. Hard enough a bruise would be left behind.]

That had been your last chance to get out of this. Again I'm not surprised that you failed to see that opening.

[Hux growled as he proceeded to sucker punch the pilot.]

[It was an action Poe clearly wasn't prepared for, even as he watched Hux approach, and he swore sharply as his head snapped to the side, touching his palm to his cheek with a surprised (and pained) expression.]

Well- you got Leia beat there-

[His quip was interrupted with a groan, stumbling back with an arm curled at his ribs, and now at least he seemed to be taking the threat Hux posed seriously. And he was maybe regretting not coming into this more prepared.

He gave a breathless sort of laugh, and spread his arms welcomingly.]

That all you got, Hugs?

[Hux's eyes narrowed as he briefly studied Poe's reaction and ignored the gests. He was a fool that was for sure, but he also wasn't about to take the invite lightly either.

Instead of aiming for the chest, Hux gave a wide kick with his right leg at Poe's legs hoping to throw him off balance. He was hoping the other would be too focused on the possible impact of the chest instead of the rest of his body.]

[This really wasn't going too well for Poe. It was clear now Hux wasn't bluffing. He really did want a fight. He stumbled with the kick, catching at Hux's boot and giving a shove to try and use the momentum to knock him back.

With a pained huff, Poe pushed after him, fist catching at Hux's shirt to try and limit his movement.]

[The yanking of his shirt caused him more to stumble and loose his momentum then the reach for his boot. It was enough for Poe to land a hit on him. Hux grimaced at the twist. He was trying to avoid allowing Poe some advantage.

In order to not loose more momentum he turned and shoved Poe backwards with a free hand.]

[Balance still unsteady, Poe fell back with the shove, hip hitting the ground hard, making him grimace. Rolling to his side, Poe braced to force himself back up, opting for a more defensive stance then, attempting to put some distance between them. His eyes darted about the space, trying to find some advantage, some makeshift weapon. He'd made a mistake, clearly, in accepting a fight so firmly entrenched in Hux's territory.]

You shouldn't have come here. You don't have anyone here to come to your aide.

[Hux couldn't help but to sneer down at Poe was he loomed over him. He was seeing red at this point and his main focus was seeing Poe unconscious or dead. Any logical reasoning was forgotten.

When he tried so hard to improve on his old ways, all of them were coming back now with the face of his enemy before him. The one that had caused him so much grief.

He made a lunge at Poe's throat. He was bent on wanting to strange him, keep him from making snarky come backs. Feel the same abuse he suffered from.]

[ The sounds of a fight are unmistakable. Steve can hear the punches and grunts of pain and, just like that, is off and running. He halfway expects maybe the younger members of the planet to be the ones tussling. When he sees Hux and some newcomer going at it, though, Steve nearly freezes for a second in surprise. ]

Hey!

[ Steve races up and over to grab Hux by the back of his neck and drag him off. ]

What the Hell is goin' on here?

[Hux gave an indigent cry as Steve came flying in and grabbed him by the back of his neck. He struggled against the other man not at all happy with the interference.]

It's none of your buisness! Now let me go! You just interfered in something that was not yours!

[Hux angrily retorted. There was no attempt to hide his reactions or his intentions.]

[Poe'd pissed a lot of people off in his time, but he wasn't sure he'd ever been fixed with such a look before as the one Hux pinned him under before lunging. That anger gave him a definite edge, Poe struggling under him, fingers prying at Hux's and then--

Poe was left wheezing as the pressure was abruptly tugged away, hand at his throat as he looked to his unknown savior, attempting to push upright.]

I can handle this- [He argued, for once seeming to agree with Hux, despite how clearly he could not handle it.] Let him go.

[ Except there's another voice that breaks through the clamor--a tall woman in black and blue-green rushing around the corner, quickly analyzing the situation. ]

What in the world--?

[ Jadzia had been off in her own corner of the power plant, tending to the maintenance of a rather delicate system when she'd heard sounds of the scuffle. She exchanges looks with the men present as she strides up, then crouches down to help Poe to his feet.

Except she's not just helping him to his feet--she's restraining him, too. It's not every day that a newcomer walks into the plant and starts a fight with her colleague, and frankly, that's not the kind of thing she's going to put up with. ]

Clearly you've handled enough already. Would you care to explain exactly what it was you thought you were doing here?

Wh-? [Poe rolls a shoulder indignantly, not expressly trying to get out of her grip, more showing his displeasure with it, and he looks disbelieving at her assumption that he had anything to do with this.]

He told me to come. [He nods towards Hux with narrowed eyes.] And like...an hour ago my time they were about to kill what was left of us, so I think I'm justified in wanting to settle this.

[Ok. This is new information. Steve frowns but it's spread evenly between Poe and Hux. ]

That and a nickel, pal. Everyone has their justifications.

[ Still, Steve's more than a little wary hearing about someone trying to kill someone else. He doesn't know this guy at all but, from what he can gather and what he knows from Hux, he can make a few guesses. ]

Look. An hour your time coulda been two years for us. Why don't we start at the beginning and figure out what's going on? Being stuck on this planet doesn't need to be made worse with a war starting up.

Steven We discussed this before. Back after all those dreams. He's one of them. He proceeded to insult me upon arrival after learning I was here. I wasn't going to take that from him. If he bothered to keep his mouth in check he wouldn't have been in the predicament he was in.

[Hux is still struggling to free himself from Steve's grasp. He knows he doesn't have much of a chance, but it was more for show at this point. Had it been anyone else he would have stopped struggling. His face was still flustered, but he was no longer glaring daggers and wanting to kill the other.]

...What'sa nickel?

[Nope. Not important. Poe shakes his head.]

He doesn't just get to walk away from all that, I don't care how long he's been here.

[Poe's eyes narrow then at Hux's choice of words.]

One of them? What did you tell them about us, Hux?

[He doesn't know these people. Maybe Hux has told them everything and they're still on his side. Poe's expression darkens, a distrustful look on his face.]

I said I wasn't intimated by you.

Look. [Captain America voice on.]

I don't care who said what or who started it. This ends now. You. [He pulls Hux a few steps away and releases him.] You stay here and you. [He points at Poe] Stay right there and stay quiet till we get both sides of this.

Now, Hux. From the top, what is going on, here? I want all of it out, now.

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/rolls in late with Starbucks