[ jyn hates using silverware so it's for the best, she has hands that is her silverware! she pops another treat right into her mouth, smiling around it and not bothering to answer. she will always have room for more. making up for a lifetime of being underfed.
she is not small because of genetics, she is small due to poor nutrition, let's get that fact out there. ]
Yes, the solution is more trees. They're oxygenators, they feed the soil, they soak up carbon. Reforestation could go a long way to making the world more habitable -- they've done it on the moon. The second phase of terraforming is introducing plant-life which accelerates oxygen production which makes it habitable for human life. The same exact thing they should be doing on this stupid planet.
[ there is a lot of science involved, sure, but planting trees on every single swath of disused land could help! trees deserve more credit than they get. ecological restoration is important! jyn should get a raise! ]
[ he'd only asked to be idly teasing, but she takes it and runs with it and cassian can't help but listen to every word. she loves nature! therefore, cassian loves listening to her talk about nature! he doesn't have much of a green thumb, but he's always listening to jyn talk about her plants. nerding about trees is no different. ]
[ he's smiling even as she's getting annoyed at what she seems a failure elsewhere. heart eyes motherfucker. ] I am surprised you have not burst in to tell them all this yourself.
[ she isn't exactly subtle about her eyerolling about priorities and the utter lack of technology that keeps them relatively earth bound, but she doesn't know enough about hyperdrives to float a workable "theory". she is not a mechanic, it is not her job. ]
Why do you think the air is so fresh at Maz's castle?
[ she's so righteous! it's charming. jyn is full of so many complaints about her work, but it comes from a place of knowledge. ]
I am not disagreeing with you at all, Jyn. I know trees and plant life are very important to breathable air. [ maybe he just wanted to rile her up, yolo. ] Her castle is surrounded by too much green to be anything less.
[ it's not hard to get jyn going anyway, even when she's pushing off the grass to placidly swing back and forth. she remembers her mama and nari talking on the ship though and one thing they said has always stuck with her
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she lives on this dumb planet now, she doesn't want to watch the same thing happen to it by inaction this time. ]
Only a couple years ago, I was going by Kestrel. [ she was there and then on a freighter and then she was being arrested so. maz's castle was a highlight she held on to while she was in prison. ]
[ he likes knowing that he knows how to get her going. maybe it's just because it's a part of her she's shared with him, and not because he tried to seek it out. it was just natural knowledge. ]
I would pass through on and off. It was quite the hub. [ a beat. ] You never know. Maybe we were there at the same time.
[ some funny feeling twists in jyn's gut. disappointment or... longing? something strange and unfamiliar. it must be disappointment. of course she would be disappointed, cassian is very dear to her and it would have been nice to have known someone for a while that didn't up and die on her.
maybe it would have changed a lot of things, maybe it wouldn't have changed anything at all.
[ it's a similar twist that goes through his too. the galaxy is large and expansive and there are so many planets, but the possibility that they both existed on the same one, before meeting at yavin 4? he doesn't know what to make of that. ]
[ he could have known her longer. ]
Not unless Maz herself shows up here too. She seems like the kind of person who would remember us both.
the diminutive little woman had told jyn stories of her reckless youth (whilst jyn was in the prime of hers) and let her work around the castle for a little pocket credit and pretended not to notice when jyn spent those credits hustling sabacc tables for more credits.
[ he came through her castle under more than one name, but she always gave him the same exact nod and always used the correct pseudonym. he wonders what maz might have said if he and jyn had shown up at the same time. ]
[ she apparently knew them both, and she never forgets a face. ]
I am not honestly sure I would even want to know.
[ he kind of just assumes she could see Right Through Him to all the bad things. ]
[ jyn wants to know what secrets maz would spill about cassian andor, how deep into his soul she would go to lay it out on the table for them. she read jyn like a god damn book. ]
[ jyn's eyebrows jump up a bit, countering cassian's wry expression with a disbelieving one of her own. ]
She didn't want war in her home, that doesn't mean she was neutral in her opinion of the Empire. [ she shrugs, pressing her toes into the ground to push off and swing a bit more. ] Besides, she knows a good man when she sees one.
For someone who is incredibly smart, Cassian, you can be kind of a moron.
[ my guy. ]
Everything you did was to bring peace and freedom to the galaxy, not the so called peace the Empire pretended they gave us. Our galaxy would still be oppressed by the Empire without you -- not even a fucking Jedi could have ended the war without what you sacrificed.
[ without what they sacrificed, what they all sacrificed. they needed those plans and cassian got them. ]
[ he gets the sense she is ready to throw down with him about this, but he's not sure he wants to have this conversation right now?? cassian's feelings about himself are difficult and complicated and not happy ones and he doesn't want to unpack that in a park on some swings when he just wanted to sit in the quiet and enjoy time with jyn! time they weren't supposed to even have, thanks to the aforementioned sacrifice. ]
I seem to recall you being a big part of that sacrifice too.
[ jyn seems to recall cassian being in this fight since he was six years old. she doesn't throw his own words back in his face because she is an asshole, but not a fucking asshole. ]
[ jyn gives up easily, biding her time until she can push at him again. she'll have time to prove her point at a later date. jyn can be patient, even if she commonly chooses not to. ]
[ he relaxes when she gives up, shoulders sinking with the relief of it. he knows it's going to come up again simply because jyn is stubborn as shit and this is an argument he suspects she doesn't want to lose (though really, all of them, jyn wants to win all of them). ]
[ but in the meantime he's just glad she respected what he wanted. he shoots her a half grin. ]
Dance with me?
[ he doesn't really know! where that comes from! except maybe it's the complete opposite of his feelings of self worth, so you know, a curve ball. but also... with the music softly echoing in the park, he finds it's genuine. he wants to dance with jyn, so there. he doesn't want to overthink it, and she makes that easier. ]
[ jyn nibbles on one of her fruits, looking up at cassian when he asks her to dance with a grape halfway between her teeth. she bites down and grape juice dribbles down her chin, necessitating she wipe it off with her arm because she is a mannerless heathen. ]
[ he pauses for a second, startled, because part of him was expecting an argument. he even had counterpoints at the ready to convince her - it's isolated, it's quiet, daring her to play up the challenge of it. ]
[ but she agrees easily, munching on her grape and cassian finds he wants to dance with her even more when she wipes the mess away. he puffs out an amused sound, climbing off the swing and holding out his hand without thinking. ]
Okay.
[ if (when) she takes it, she'd get a sense of that surprise but also just how pleased he is that she agreed, burying his poor sense of self worth. ]
[ jyn pushes her heels against the ground to stop before taking cassian's hand, carefully setting the small plate of food on the swing before... she shoves the last piece of cake in her mouth at once. maybe jyn is part chipmunk, hoarding food for winter.
as usual, jyn feels the familiar warmth of being with cassian, he is her best friend and it feels nice. ]
I haven't danced since my Coruscanti finishing school years, [ she warns sarcastically. the truth is that she has not danced since her father spun her around the kitchen on lah'mu and she doesn't fully remember that. maybe it was her imagination and not a real memory. ]
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[ no need to terraform if you fix your own fucking planet! she holds her hand out for one of the plates. ]
Do I get to eat now?
[ as if she hadn't inhaled a piece of cake already no more than two minutes ago. ]
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[ he hands over one of the plates. no silverware involved, they can eat with their hands. she already shoved a whole cake into her mouth! ]
Are you sure you have room for more?
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she is not small because of genetics, she is small due to poor nutrition, let's get that fact out there. ]
Yes, the solution is more trees. They're oxygenators, they feed the soil, they soak up carbon. Reforestation could go a long way to making the world more habitable -- they've done it on the moon. The second phase of terraforming is introducing plant-life which accelerates oxygen production which makes it habitable for human life. The same exact thing they should be doing on this stupid planet.
[ there is a lot of science involved, sure, but planting trees on every single swath of disused land could help! trees deserve more credit than they get. ecological restoration is important! jyn should get a raise! ]
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[ he's smiling even as she's getting annoyed at what she seems a failure elsewhere. heart eyes motherfucker. ] I am surprised you have not burst in to tell them all this yourself.
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[ she isn't exactly subtle about her eyerolling about priorities and the utter lack of technology that keeps them relatively earth bound, but she doesn't know enough about hyperdrives to float a workable "theory". she is not a mechanic, it is not her job. ]
Why do you think the air is so fresh at Maz's castle?
[ straight up assumes he has been there. ]
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I am not disagreeing with you at all, Jyn. I know trees and plant life are very important to breathable air. [ maybe he just wanted to rile her up, yolo. ] Her castle is surrounded by too much green to be anything less.
[ a beat. ] When were you there?
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hollowed out
she lives on this dumb planet now, she doesn't want to watch the same thing happen to it by inaction this time. ]
Only a couple years ago, I was going by Kestrel. [ she was there and then on a freighter and then she was being arrested so. maz's castle was a highlight she held on to while she was in prison. ]
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I would pass through on and off. It was quite the hub. [ a beat. ] You never know. Maybe we were there at the same time.
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[ some funny feeling twists in jyn's gut. disappointment or... longing? something strange and unfamiliar. it must be disappointment. of course she would be disappointed, cassian is very dear to her and it would have been nice to have known someone for a while that didn't up and die on her.
maybe it would have changed a lot of things, maybe it wouldn't have changed anything at all.
but it would have been more than a week. ]
Guess we'll never know for sure.
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[ he could have known her longer. ]
Not unless Maz herself shows up here too. She seems like the kind of person who would remember us both.
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the diminutive little woman had told jyn stories of her reckless youth (whilst jyn was in the prime of hers) and let her work around the castle for a little pocket credit and pretended not to notice when jyn spent those credits hustling sabacc tables for more credits.
no one could prove she cheated. ]
I wonder what she would say about you.
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[ she apparently knew them both, and she never forgets a face. ]
I am not honestly sure I would even want to know.
[ he kind of just assumes she could see Right Through Him to all the bad things. ]
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[ jyn wants to know what secrets maz would spill about cassian andor, how deep into his soul she would go to lay it out on the table for them. she read jyn like a god damn book. ]
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Nothing good. I suppose she would recognize what I am fighting for in the rebellion at least.
[ why would maz have anything good to say about him tbh! ]
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[ jyn's eyebrows jump up a bit, countering cassian's wry expression with a disbelieving one of her own. ]
She didn't want war in her home, that doesn't mean she was neutral in her opinion of the Empire. [ she shrugs, pressing her toes into the ground to push off and swing a bit more. ] Besides, she knows a good man when she sees one.
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[ he huffs a little bit, looking down at his plate instead of her. ]
I just do not think she would have seen one of those in me.
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[ my guy. ]
Everything you did was to bring peace and freedom to the galaxy, not the so called peace the Empire pretended they gave us. Our galaxy would still be oppressed by the Empire without you -- not even a fucking Jedi could have ended the war without what you sacrificed.
[ without what they sacrificed, what they all sacrificed. they needed those plans and cassian got them. ]
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I seem to recall you being a big part of that sacrifice too.
[ there, perfect, divert! ]
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Not when I was at Maz's castle.
[ so there. ]
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I am not going to argue with you against the Rebellion. I know it is important but it's...
[ but he still doesn't agree about his being good, too bad. ]
It is not something I want to talk about right now.
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[ jyn gives up easily, biding her time until she can push at him again. she'll have time to prove her point at a later date. jyn can be patient, even if she commonly chooses not to. ]
What do you want to do instead?
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[ but in the meantime he's just glad she respected what he wanted. he shoots her a half grin. ]
Dance with me?
[ he doesn't really know! where that comes from! except maybe it's the complete opposite of his feelings of self worth, so you know, a curve ball. but also... with the music softly echoing in the park, he finds it's genuine. he wants to dance with jyn, so there. he doesn't want to overthink it, and she makes that easier. ]
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Alright.
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[ but she agrees easily, munching on her grape and cassian finds he wants to dance with her even more when she wipes the mess away. he puffs out an amused sound, climbing off the swing and holding out his hand without thinking. ]
Okay.
[ if (when) she takes it, she'd get a sense of that surprise but also just how pleased he is that she agreed, burying his poor sense of self worth. ]
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as usual, jyn feels the familiar warmth of being with cassian, he is her best friend and it feels nice. ]
I haven't danced since my Coruscanti finishing school years, [ she warns sarcastically. the truth is that she has not danced since her father spun her around the kitchen on lah'mu and she doesn't fully remember that. maybe it was her imagination and not a real memory. ]
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