#38aby.start

     he missed chewwie... he missed his falcon, and he missed knowing what the hell was going on. han found himself navigating the streets longer than he would’ve liked, but the man’s pride overpowered his will to ask for help. all he needed was the way to the nearest trade shop to see if he could get a blaster fixed, but that didn’t seem plausible today. in this situation, han settled to simply relax and simply walk around at his own pace. it was the best way to discover strange places, after all. eyes scanned the area and took in the updated architecture and more so the people. it was while he was doing this that he caught some stray credits on the floor... he would’ve pocketed them, but the stranger was too nearby for that. instead, he sparked up a small conversation. “these yours?”

     THE MORE SHE WAS ABLE TO EXPLORE the streets brightened by the monstrous lights, the more jyn began to recognize the city. this was good - - she thought. a firm grasp on the landscaping and grid was essential to understand the battleground if such a thing broke out sooner than later. however, there was the task of uncovering more information that would ultimately push the resistance to their victory once again... kriff, jyn never imagined that she would be in such a position again, though she supposed that her past feats would aide her. 

     ❝ you look lost, ❞ the soldier noted upon looking to the individual close by. while she did not initially have the intention of assisting by being a guide today, jyn did have the time. 

So she kept to herself, keeping her gaze hard and mostly to the ground as she wove her way through the constant crowds on Coruscant. Cienna’s hand always stayed on her bag as she was well aware of how many thieves were here and how they operated, after all she had grown up as one. It may be a lot more crowded here but that just meant that pickpockets could work easier. That wasn’t a thought for right now as Cienna made her way to a market to get some treats. She was taken some much needed time off (at the orders of one of the generals) and honestly there wasn’t much else Cienna knew to do.

Exchanging some credits for a pastry she quickly moved to take a bite and scour what else she could treat herself to when someone ran into her, pastry dropping onto the dirty street which filled Cienna with shock and rage “What the hell!” Cienna yelled, grabbing the persons shirt and narrowing her eyes, debating whether to punch them or not. 

she’s  looking  for  useful  parts  at  the  market  (  browsing?  or  scavanging?  ),  she’s  good  at  picking  useful  pieces  from  piles  of  junk.  “  it’s  not  NICE  to  stare,  “  she  says  when  she  feels  a  pair  of  eyes  on  her,  not  looking  away  from  the  item  she  had  just  picked  up.  she  was  hoping  that  she  could  walk  around  without  any  recognizing  her,  but  she  had  become  more  than  a  NOBODY  recently.

The past few years had been a, pain, to say the least with this child in charge of the knights. He was only a few years younger but the way he acted, so impulsively reminded her of a young child, no control over emotions. He was powerful with the force, and a favorite of Snoke’s apparently before he had died, but now he was Supreme Leader of the First Order? They shouldn’t have been in the First Order in the first place, the Knights of Ren had been on their own for so long. And Snoke had just gifted them to little Solo, as if they were just some prize. It disgusted Lor, but she had sworn to follow the master of the Knights of Ren. Since they had joined the First Order she felt useless, to say the least. 

As she walked the streets with Kylo, she glanced at him through her helmet, clutching the staff of her electro sword tightly, not enjoying the vast swaths of people on this planet, though it was a good way to blend in, no one noticed anyone and if they did they wouldn’t care. One of the few reassurances Lor felt about being in crowded places, there was much more privacy. “How are there no Resistance members you’ve tracked down so far? Can’t you tell where that wannabe jedi is? I thought Snoke said you have a connection with her or something.” Lor felt like connection wasn’t the right word. A crush, perhaps? Something more pitiful. “The longer we wait the more they’re able to bring people to support their worthless cause.”