proximity (слэш)

It can’t be for nothing. It can’t be. There has to be something. Anything. Please.
He casts around. A shock of red hair gives him pause.
It is dirtied by soot and blood but its colour is unmistakable, stark against the darkening metal. “Well, hello,” Poe says. If Hux is here, there must be something important. Something worth protecting.
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Chasing a First Order ship, Poe crashes and ends up stranded on a strange planet with only Hux for company.

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