I was here first

“I suppose whether there is or not depends on what kind of work you’re looking for,” she returns, eyebrows raised.

She briefly looks the woman over before she continues.

“… How do you feel about piloting, transport, or cargo protection?”

“Protection I can do.” she replied with a grin, feeling a touch of relief, “Protection from pirates, I’m guessing?”

His steps halted at the movement of her blaster. It seems like she was willing to let him push the boundary a little, probably not far. “Easy..” He reminded her still with the same authority and warning in his voice.

“You’re the only one between us willing to pull the trigger so quickly.” He showed his fingers off the trigger on his weapon. The trooper wasn’t about to put his gun down, however. Not without her putting hers down. “The empire does what it must to ensure the protection of the galaxy. Forces like yours, that resist the empire are interfering with restoring order. It wont be tolerated.” The speech from his mask was delivered with conviction. The empire had always been a refuge for him. It raised him. The empire was everything he had and he was going to defend it fiercely.

“You speak as if the rebellion has killed no one in the name of their lies. If the rebellion would turn themselves over there would be no more war.” He justified just as easily as she did.

“Put your weapon down and I’ll set mine aside.”

“There wouldn’t be a need to restore order if order had never been broken in the first place.” she hissed, glancing over her shoulder to check the intersecting passageway.

It had been a week since the Mandalorian had hijacked her for her services yet again (she had a feeling he didn’t really have any friends or anyone else to rely on for help), but then he’d come down with a illness. While it wasn’t serious, she’d seen how miserable he was and made the executive decision that they would stay on this world until he was better, and she would protect and look after the child, allowing him much needed rest.

The world it’s self was just as miserable, a gray, cool world where it seemed to rain constantly. Everything was cold and damp and Cara had a feeling she was going to start getting sick before too much longer. The upside was that there were plenty of little frog like creatures around so feeding the child wasn’t a big issue.

Which is what she was doing now. A tarp had been spread out from the side of the Crest to form a large dry area, where she’d started a fire, if for no other reason than to have some dry heat. Over the fire was a small spit, roasting a dozen of the small frogs (watching the child slurp down live ones was too much and if she was going to take care of him, he was going to eat cooked food).

CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES. for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.

The troopers head tilted slightly with the mention that she didn’t need any back up. She was either mocking him or incredibly stupid. It was probably both considering she had a very dangerous proclamation on her arm.

He found himself smirking behind the cover of his helmet, something he rarely ever did. “Defect…” He repeated the word but shook his head. A familiar anxiety settled in his chest about it that he tried to ignore. He knew what he wanted. “To what? A band of fugitives? Join them in the effort to bring chaos wherever they go?” He asked in the same flavor of tone she’d taken with him, though it only change slightly with the alternator in control of the pitch of his voice.

“Maybe I do. Perhaps you can tell me where they’re located.” He offered but didn’t expect her to do that. FN-2437 took a single step toward her, testing the waters.

The tip of her blaster raised a little higher when he moved and she cocked her head with a grin, 

“Tell me something, have you seen anything of peace on the planet’s you’ve taken over? Do the citizens ever look happy to see you? The Rebellion never destroyed anyone’s entire planet. Are you so brainwashed that you honestly believe you’re bringing peace to anyone?”

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                      Rey was busy sending blaster shots back at the storm troopers, her back was to the group, she was trying to defend everyone, her mind and eyes all focused on each blaster sound and sensing where it was coming from. Rey had been so busy she hadn’t a trooper getting close enough to make a deadly shot. Spinning, prepared to send the blast back she found the solider standing between her and the blast.                       “No! Stop!” She tried to pull the woman out of the way with the force but it was too late, the blast had already landed on the woman’s shoulder. Roaring in frustration, Rey used the force to send the final trooper flying into the nearest wall. “Why did you do that? Are you alright?”

Cara really wasn’t sure how she’d gotten drug along into this battle; she wasn’t technically affiliated with the Rebellion anymore (not after they’d put a price on her head), but yet here she was, firing away with a heavy blaster cannon she’d picked up.

Taking the hit had been a moment of instinct; she was more heavily armored than the sprite of a girl behind her, so it had seemed natural to stay in front. The hit had spun her to the side slightly but glanced off her armor and done no actual damage.

“You would be lucky if that was the extent of it. An injustice for your crimes.” The trooper announced to her with conviction in his voice. The alternator in his mask made every trooper sounds the same but there was no reason for civilians to know his identification number.

The rebel remained hostile, and remained cautious of her movements. Despite the aim at him he kept his weapon low. There wasn’t any desire to raise alarm in the current moment.

Why. The rebel asked him a question he’d asked himself already but didn’t have a proper answer for it. The answer was not hers to have regardless. “Why haven’t you?, I’ve known you all to be just as unpleasant.” He asked knowing full well that the rebels were able to communicate with just as much ease.

Oh, he was lucky she hadn’t wrecked him yet... her crimes, as if he was any better. That however, was the way of war, each side declaring that their way was the right way while innocent people suffered for it.

“I don’t need to call back up.” she replied easily.

Not for one little stormtrooper she didn’t, and...the part that he couldn’t find out, was that she didn’t have back up. She was alone, and on the run.

“What is it you want. If you were going to take me in, you would have tried already. Are you trying to defect?”

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The troopers eyes narrowed with the way she spoke to him from behind his helmet. She couldn’t see it but he paused for a good long moment before he turned around and did as he was going to re frame as asking. This was for her own sake.

Still, he turned around as she asked him and went out the way that she’d told him to go. He kept calm and formal as they walked. Everything was routine as it should have been. He turned the corner out into the back alley and checked the surroundings. Trapped. That wasn’t a good position for either of them to be in.

It wasn’t good but there was always a protocol for everything. Once they were both where she desired he very slowly turned around, his hands very visibly away from anything that would fire his weapon. “I see why you’re familiar.” He noted the tattoo on her arm. He’d probably had more than one shoot out with her. If not perhaps it was just that all rebellion filth was just the same to him.

There had to be a better explanation, but she hadn’t shot him yet either. “Wouldn’t it be easier to turn yourself in? Rather than sitting so plainly in public?” 

There really was no shame in these rebels.

Cara gave a scoffing laugh, “Yeah? Turn myself in so I can rot in a cell with my freedom taken away from me?”

She placed herself between the open end of the alleyway and him, angled so she could see if anyone tried to come up behind her, and kept her blaster leveled at him. She wasn’t taking any chances.