Captain Andor

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(28) my muse carries yours to bed

“I am aware you do not exactly like this. But your ankle is sprained, so trying to walk on your own would be very painful, for sure,” Cassian muttered while carefully putting Alison down again once they had reached her bed. “There. Alright. Now, is there anything I should get you, maybe? A golass of water? Another blanket?”

(¸.• ♛ → “I really really miss those milkshakes at pops” She muttered, almost a bit distracted.

“–hey, are you okay?” a concerned expression graced tom’s features.

“Why should I not be?” Cassian asked, turning his head to look at the man. “Are people not allowed anymore to just stay around somewhere and look at the water these days?”

CREDENCE’S EXPRESSION SHIFTED slightly, torn between surprise &&. disbelief. of course he didn’t actually THINK that cassian was just pulling a joke, especially if his smile was saying something. yet, it seemed so unheard of, even greater than the existence of MAGIC to wrap your mind around. hesitating for a few passing heartbeats, he nodded eventually. “ that sounds really… exciting. ” he commented, curiosity laced within his voice. “ how different is it to earth ?? ”

John his head in his hand. They had been drinking for a while, forcing his eyes open, Constantine Spoke. “Asking if you can ask me something, is asking something. So bugger off” He snapped taking a sip of his drink. 

He was convinced the reason the bartender hadn’t thrown them out if because of how long they’d been in there. 

“There isn’t a life after death mate, there’s heaven and there’s hell.” He sighed.  He sat up and turn his body to face Cassian. Rest his side against the bar. “You don’t get given a second chance mate. You need to take it”

“Means, since I was supposed to be dead already, I should grab life by it’s balls and do whatever I have not been able to do before? Without feeling guilty about those I did leave behind?” Becaue, that was his main problem still. And the reason why Cassian had started to drink so much.

“Can I ask you something?” The bartender just had brought Cassian another drink, and he was gulping it down in one swift motion before looking it over at John. It was surprising and scary how quickly his body was getting used to all the alcohol he drank.

“It means I’m half human, half god,” she shrugged. It was a blunt way to put it, but it was the truth. She was a daughter of the god of Death. “That sounds incredible,” she gushed with a grin. “I’ve always wanted to be up there, up in the skies.”

  don’t be frightened ! that was the mantra in her head. she needed to be brave — she wanted to be strong. she gently fixed her wig before moving to the first person she saw ‘ hi! ’ she chimed, with the typical SEABROOK CHEER PEP. ‘ do you think you can help me get home or direct me to someone who might? ’ a doe eyed expression with a kind smile followed. 

     A light melody of a chuckle parts from her lips. “I’m having a drink, of course.” Jyn muses, free hand motioning to the bar around them. “Y’know, that’s what people tend to do at these places, DRINK.” Jyn can’t help but cheekily add, sarcasm breaking through the slight slur of her words. 

     Brows furrow as her gaze lands on his hand, DETERMINED, stubborn as ever as she quickly in turn gulps the last few drops before not caring if he took it or not. Hazel gaze peers up into his own, finding herself easily getting  l o s t  for a moment before bringing herself back ——  a playful, slightly mocking, scowl contorting her features. “Always so serious, I’m fine.”

     “ — You need to lighten up a bit, Captain. Maybe, just maybe, have a little bit of fun. That’s gonna be your new mission.” A quirk of a brow, she nods, a pout curling down her bottom lip. “C’mon, ONE more drink on me. Just one more, && then I’ll do whatever you say. I promise.” Even if, of course, her intention was not so.

Cassian did not exactly feel like he could blame Jyn for doing the exact same thing he had been doing almost every night since coming here. It was just, he had no idea how much she was used to alcohol, and wouldn’t wanted her to get wasted and do something she would regret later.

“Alright....” The only reaso why he gave in was, that Cassian otherwise would have to throw Jyn over his shoulder to carry her back home. Maybe not exactly a clever thing to do, seeing he knew how angry she could get about such things.

“ THANK YOU. ” HE ANSWERED automatically. his relationship to his own name had always been particular. he knows that it was in fact not his BIRTH name but what mary lou had decided for him upon adopting him. over the years he sometimes wondered what his birth mother, the one who PASSED DOWN her magical powers on him has thought of him as. although he will never find that out with everyone who knew it being dead. repressing the thoughts, he snapped back into reality with a small nod. “ it means belief. ” he added before answering cassian’s question. “ of course. i’m from new york. the 1920′s new york to be exact, even though that might be hard to believe. ” a pause. “ can i ask you the same question ?? ”

“Of course you can,” it was only fair, after all, seeing Cassian had been the one to ask the question first. He thought for a moment, pondering how much he could tell without overwhelming the guy with it.

Luke felt so horrible for Cassian, he couldn’t imagine what it would be like for him, being alive after he isn’t necessarily supposed to be. Which took him back to when he heard someone say something to him about being alive something he didn’t really think much about until now. Did he hold a similar fate? Cassian was someone that expected a lot from himself, much like what Luke expected of himself. He felt him and Cassian had similar traits which is why they got along so well. He never would have expected they’d hit it off the way they have but he could only hope Cassian holds him in as high regard.

Luke smiled, giving him a small pat on his shoulder, “Well, we are all you need anyway.” He added with a small smile, realizing he was in a similar position as Cassian, a very small group keeping him around but they were worth it enough to make him stay. His handful of friends had all become his family  and he quickly learned to appreciate it is more quality than the quantity, though hearing that Cassian knew Leia piqued his interest. This was something he wasn’t aware of though he shouldn’t have been surprised considering Leia always manages to know everyone. “You know Leia?” He asked curiously a soft smile across his face at the realization. Unless he already knew this but he didn’t recall Cassian ever mentioning that he knew her. “How could I not have known this?!  Although I don’t know why I am surprised she knows everyone and Leia she … remembers you?”

The thought of his heart hurting got him emotional again as he nodded his head in Cassian’s direction, trying to stay strong. He was being so ridiculously emotional lately as if it was the end of the world but it wasn’t. At least he had his family here which is more than he can say for most of the others. “I should be thankful they’re even here at all. I am sure a lot would love to be in my shoes and I am just feeling sorry for myself.” A defeated tone evident in his voice as he signed. “Usually I am the one giving advice.” He teased, “it is refreshing to hear someone else take on the burden of being guilted if the advice is WRONG.” He couldn’t help but laugh at it, unbeknownst to him he was starting to feel just a little bit better. “I have been feeling really sorry for myself so it is nice to hear and get that encouragement I am not alone and have friends. I think sometimes we can all use to be reminded of that. I know I definitely can!”

“I have met her. She remembered me, and, just like you, she tried her best to take away this guilt I am carrying around with me all the time since coming here....” And, it impressed him. Sure, from what Cassian had heard, the whole rebellion knew his name and the names of his squad. But still. He was not used to people care about him like this, may it be out of hero whorship, or whatever else. “I maybe should have told you about thisn earlier. My apologies for forgetting about it. It had not been on purpose.” He had simply assumed Luke knew already, maybe. And with everything going on, it had also not really been on top of Cassian’s list of things. Even when he felt slightly bad about it now.

     Cheeks flush, soft smile warming her features at his words ; she was never quite used to such devotion, probably never would be. Heart races as his hand caresses her cheek, gentle touches rather foreign when trained in a world where violence was the answer more often than not. 

      From she she did know, life had certainly not been easy or fair to either one of them. After everything the team had been through, she’d forever trust him. Even when she thought the worst had happened, the man across from her clawed his way back to the top of the tower after all. Jyn slowly nods, “after what we’ve been through, I’m pretty sure we can survive almost anything —— especially together.”

     Hand reaches up to brush through dark locks, digits tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck, thumb grazing soothingly. “I’m not going anywhere either, I hope you know.” She adds, voice practically a whisper. “Even in a completely different galaxy, you’re home.” She simply states, though there’s always so much more to be said, that he should know. Forehead pressed to his once more, she sucks in shaky breath, a slight pause before lips finally crash against his own — the promise of something she never thought she’d get : time, the action a way of saying how she felt when words could never compare. 

Never before they’d had a chance to do something like this. To be close to each other like this. Back at the beach on Scarif, there were a lot of things Cassian ahd wanted to tell Jyn, but, in the end, he had not found the strenght to do so while facing their very last moments together.

And all those unsaid things bubbled out now, word by word, and while Cassian was still worried Jyn could reject him because of it, he also found himself unable to stop. “Home.... that sounds nice.... his thumb slightly brushed over the skin of her cheek. Cassian wanted to... he was scared, even with the possibility that they had already done things like this last night.

John had a smug smile on face “You’re an off-worlder?” The captain wouldn’t be the first John had met. He didn’t know much about Aliens and people from other worlds. He left to other people. John knew about people and their demons. Every off-worlders had demons. “Well welcome to the this bloody island. Here, i’ll get you a drink” John went to the bar to get the man a drink.