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“and you expect me to know the answer to that?”
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@redfirejedi @hopefulcovets @masterofthelivingforce @hopefulaspires @lastrebcl @forceunbalanced @jakkuraised
“and you expect me to know the answer to that?”
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IT HAD BEEN YEARS since the end of the war -- since Endor. Bespin. Jakku. Since the establishment of the New Republic. Since the war that Cassian had fought in one way or another since he was a boy ended -- and, don’t get him wrong, he was happy. But, he had never believed he would live long enough to see an era of the peace he had been fighting for -- therefore, he never thought about what the aftermath of the war might mean for him. Cassian was bred for war. His hands for battle, his mind for deception. As much as his heart wanted to be at peace, his body didn’t know how. From a lifetime of acting as a spy, the solider could build a facade just as easily as he used to -- but he would break down; at moments where he wasn’t conscious to fight it. In his sleep, his dreams, the war would continue to wage. It was a different war -- one with himself, and his memories. One that would recount the scars on both his body and mind. Every firefight. Every death that was caused by his own hands. Every bomb. Every moment that he doubted himself, or lives were lost for a greater victory to be had, Cassian remembered -- and they haunted him in his dreams. Even now, Cassian was a light sleeper -- and a quie sleeper. It was etched into his very bones that waking with a START could get him killed, even if there was no one around any longer that would take advantage of it. Albeit, that didn’t stop the quiet jerk of his body as he rose to full awareness in just a breath -- eyes snapping open in the dark ; and, in the dark, as he had no visuals to block it out, he could still see the bright flashes of orange and reds of explosions, and the phantom memory of burning pains -- his chest heaving with quiet, but hard breaths. He rose -- slowly and softly, to try and not wake Jyn -- to sit up, pushing both hands through his hair; and it was then that he realized both of his hands were shaking. That he was sweating, pressing the palms of his hands into his eyes as if it could banish the memories playing on repeat like a damaged holo in the backs of his eyelids -- breath unsteady as he sought to bury himself away from it all.
@lastrebcl x it only hurts - default
“ i swore that i’d be strong. “
oh, he’s gonna get mugged, isn’t he? that was the thought running through his head as he heard footsteps approaching. wash cursed under his breath. he should’ve guessed this would happen -- it was exactly the kind of luck he’d been having all day. first, he’d spent the morning haggling with fuel suppliers. then, the mule had decided to crap out on him in a not-so-nice part of town. and now he was gonna get mugged. “ i know this neighborhood’s not exactly an upper crust kinda place -- but if you could maybe wait for the next, definitely richer fella to -- ” when he turned around, his words died on his lips. he’d been expecting some scary-looking street thug types. she was... not that. “ uh... something i can do for you -- ma’am? ” // @lastrebcl ♥︎’d
@lastrebcl wanted a starter ❤
❝I’ve never known EASY a day in my life and something tells me from the look on your face that you’ve never known easy either. I see the way I look reflecting in your own face. I don’t know how much of a hard life we share but...I can recognize that look anywhere.❞
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STARTER || @lastrebcl
“You’re her, aren’t you? Jyn Erso? You stole the plans for the Death Star. The exhaust port.”
@lastrebcl || continued from .
As unfortunate as it was, Cassian had grown used to missions where they would return with much less rebels than they had started out with -- and, in the eyes of the Alliance, it was still a victory, as they had completed the mission and received the intel that they had come for. And, prior, the soldier in Cassian’s views aligned with the Alliance -- foot soldiers, spies, and others like himself had a very low statistic of survival. He knew this, he had known this since he joined the Rebellion -- and he was surprised to have lasted as long as he had. After Scarif, there was a bit more empathy in his chest towards losing good rebels in the line of fire. He still couldn’t do anything about it, because it was a part of their everyday jobs -- and he still didn’t go out of his way to mourn them. However, there was a much heavier and darker feeling in their absence than he had ever noticed before. He shed his jacket in the small safe house that they occupied -- looking over his shoulder to Jyn for a brief moment before sitting down to begin to tug off his boots. In a situation such as this, with limited bedding, Cassian either slept in a sitting position, or didn’t sleep at all -- depending on who he was with. Resting around another rebel showed an enormous amount of trust ; as one was nearly at their most vulnerable when asleep. Even if he woke at the drop of a shoe, it still made him uneasy to rest in the face of danger. And sharing a bed with another rebel was usually out of the question. He sheds his shirt, dropping it by his jacket, before he was crossing the tiny room to the cot ; moving to adjust himself on his back. And, once he had, he was nearly surprised when Jyn curled up by his side and laid herself against his bare chest -- certain that she could hear his heart stutter slightly by the action. But, instead of pushing her away -- or asking or to move, he instead wrapped an arm around her shoulders and let his eyes ease close; surprised at how at ease he felt.
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