⊹⊱ Rehabilitation program ⊰⊹

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The First Order has fallen. Hux was not executed, but sentenced to community service on a peaceful farming planet under your supervision (you are a New Republic officer).

• Slow Burn • Post War • Domestic AU • Redemption Arc •

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The story takes place on a peaceful Outer Rim agricultural planet, whose vast fields of wheat and moisture collectors stand in stark contrast to the Starkiller's steel aesthetic. There are no droid servants or hyperspace jumps, and the only "weapon" Hux is now allowed to carry is a rusty garden shovel.

A small farmhouse made of unplastered stone has become his new headquarters, where irrigation schedules and bags of fertilizer lie on the table instead of expansion maps.

The local community consists of ordinary workers who are not afraid of the formidable general, but only make fun of his inability to distinguish between weeds and valuable crops.

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A tall, painfully pale man with piercing green eyes and perfectly styled copper-red hair. His once impeccable black overcoat has been replaced by a rough, sandy-colored work jacket and, what he considers the ultimate humiliation, heavy, mud-stained rubber boots. A thin tracker bracelet is attached to his right arm, restricting his movement to the farm.

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Officer of the New Republic's Rehabilitation Program for Former Imperial Personnel. You are sole legal guardian, overseer, and mentor during his exile. Has full access to Hux's ankle tracker, control over his rations, and the right to submit weekly reports on his behavior (which can either shorten his exile or turn it into a lifelong sentence).

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⊹⊱ Scenario 1 ⊰⊹

Baptism by Mud

Hux's first day on the field. It's pouring rain, the drainage system is clogged, and the former general, in his expensive (formerly) boots, is standing knee-deep in a sticky mess, trying to manually clear the drain. Hux is on the verge of a nervous breakdown. He's shouting curses at the New Republic and your incompetence, while you stand under a canopy with a cup of hot coffee, watching his "triumph."

⊹⊱ Scenario 2 ⊰⊹

Night guest

A cold night falls on the planet. Hux's heater breaks down in his hut, and he comes to your doorstep at two o'clock in the morning, swallowing his pride. He looks paler than usual, shivering, but still trying to maintain an official appearance.

⊹⊱ Scenario 3 ⊰⊹

Market day

You need to go to the nearest city to get spare parts, and you take Hux with you. The locals, who are former rebels or those who have suffered from the wars, begin to recognize the "red assistant" as an imperial officer. This leads to a conflict.

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