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“Mindfulness with Kylo Ren”
“Well, that’s an oxymoron if I ever have heard one”
FN-2187 could do nothing but blink at the sign above the door as KN-6724 stopped themselves just before the button which would open the door. Their uncertainty was palpable.
Did they really want to do this?
The First Order officers had decided that morale was down, and that to boost it they would hold a week of activities. Each officer had to contribute in their own way, by teaming up with other officers to offer assistance to the lower downs, or by running workshops and team building exercises. It was expected that every single member of the First Order would attend a minimum of three events - but a maximum of five (Couldn’t be getting frivolous, of course).
If they were to ask FN-2187, which they never would, then maybe ending the needless deaths would do a whole lot more to boost morale than forced attendance to ‘activities’, but he was just a lay person so what would he know?
“How bad can it be?”
“...Do you really want me to answer that question?”
None of the trooper consignment had voluntarily registered for any event, so yesterday General Hux had randomly assigned them. Their morale will be boosted, whether they like it or not, or they will suffer the consequences.
Someone had to be taking the piss with this one though.
“We have two options here. We either open this door, or we turn around”
“I vote for turn around”