[OBVIOUSLY!! she was right, it was a war zone!! but it is true enough. he did kind of trust her right away with a stolen blaster. and even now, they can speak to each other without...really saying much.]
[but he's not a cat, jyn!]
[he doesn't look down at the way it winds between its legs, because apparently he's already used to that happening.]
A stew. Vegetables, the poultry called chicken. The broth is mild, but I did use a few spices.
Chicken. Is that the ugly one with the tail feathers or the ugly small one? [ they're both ugly, sorry not sorry. without a thought for sanitation, she dips the stirring spoon in the pot and scoops up some broth to task before stirring with the spoon that just touched her mouth.
The small ugly one. The tail feathers are not noticeable.
[they are literally the only ones eating it, or he would yank the spoon away and start using a different one.]
[instead he just shakes his head, trying to ignore the way the cat jumps and leans her little paws on his legs to stand up. she's curious and the food does smell delicious.]
Use a clean spoon next time please. [but he is half smiling, pleased that she likes it.]
[ jyn doesn't ignore the cat, picking her up again like she is a crying baby seeking attention, cuddling her against her chest with one hand. ]
Do you think we can get sick here? We are... [ you know, dead. it's not like rey who is clearly living and breathing back in their galaxy, in some other time. jyn and cassian are very much dead, historical footnotes in stories not very well known. maybe they are too close to being dead to get sick.
Not now. [he mutters it, stirring the pot with the very same spoon which proves he really doesn't care much.]
[he does frown thoughtfully over her question though, trying to pretend her trail off is No Big Deal. never use the d-word.]
We are still effected by other physical things. We get tired. Hungry. I would assume we can get sick too. [he tastes the broth, making sure it's what he wants.] But I have always had a good immune system.
[ she certainly never remembers more than the agony of monthly cramps that she ignored because she equally didn't have time for that. she buries her face in the cat's gingery fur, muffling a laugh when it paws at her head, getting her claws caught in jyn's braid. ]
Are you sure you didn't just ignore being sick because you didn't have time? [which is #relatable.]
[he finds himself half smiling as he watches jyn with the cat, offering zero help when the paw gets stuck. she brought this upon herself.] We are keeping her, aren't we?
She is a stray, like us. [ jyn looks up at him under her eyelashes as she carefully plucks the cat's paw free, tucking it back down against her chest. ]
[ he's right about the cat's coloring and jyn breathes out a brief smile. she's not the same color as admiral raddus, but since even the thought of the mon cala brings to mind the grey admiral she decides that is her decision made. ]
Raddus. [ after the one councilperson to be on their side without question. she looks down at the cat who is watching cassian at the stove with her keen eyes and nods. ] Her name should be Raddus.
[he finds himself fighting his own smile, maybe kind of glad the cat followed him home?]
I like it. [raddus the cat, he feels like the admiral would be amused, so cassian approves. the colors don't match up, but the name is still oddly suited.] I am going to feel guilty if she ever begs for fish.
There are a very strange amount of humans here. For a Portal that can pull in people from multiple universes, it seems to favor them. I might think it Imperial.
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[OBVIOUSLY!! she was right, it was a war zone!! but it is true enough. he did kind of trust her right away with a stolen blaster. and even now, they can speak to each other without...really saying much.]
[but he's not a cat, jyn!]
[he doesn't look down at the way it winds between its legs, because apparently he's already used to that happening.]
A stew. Vegetables, the poultry called chicken. The broth is mild, but I did use a few spices.
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honestly jyn. ]
It's good.
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[they are literally the only ones eating it, or he would yank the spoon away and start using a different one.]
[instead he just shakes his head, trying to ignore the way the cat jumps and leans her little paws on his legs to stand up. she's curious and the food does smell delicious.]
Use a clean spoon next time please. [but he is half smiling, pleased that she likes it.]
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[ it would take more water to clean, it would take more effort to wash another one when she could just... reuse this spoon. ]
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[she's not, obviously, but it's the fact of the matter!! maybe he's just being purposely argumentative to keep ignoring the cat.]
[speaking of. the cat moves over to jyn, pouncing up at her legs in the same way and letting out a little mewl.]
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[ jyn doesn't ignore the cat, picking her up again like she is a crying baby seeking attention, cuddling her against her chest with one hand. ]
Do you think we can get sick here? We are... [ you know, dead. it's not like rey who is clearly living and breathing back in their galaxy, in some other time. jyn and cassian are very much dead, historical footnotes in stories not very well known. maybe they are too close to being dead to get sick.
surely that is how science works. ]
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[he does frown thoughtfully over her question though, trying to pretend her trail off is No Big Deal. never use the d-word.]
We are still effected by other physical things. We get tired. Hungry. I would assume we can get sick too. [he tastes the broth, making sure it's what he wants.] But I have always had a good immune system.
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[ she certainly never remembers more than the agony of monthly cramps that she ignored because she equally didn't have time for that. she buries her face in the cat's gingery fur, muffling a laugh when it paws at her head, getting her claws caught in jyn's braid. ]
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[he finds himself half smiling as he watches jyn with the cat, offering zero help when the paw gets stuck. she brought this upon herself.] We are keeping her, aren't we?
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She is a stray, like us. [ jyn looks up at him under her eyelashes as she carefully plucks the cat's paw free, tucking it back down against her chest. ]
We'd need to name her.
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[jyn you can't just call it a stray, that means cassian is extra doomed. he should have known when he'd let the cat come inside in the first place.]
Her colors remind me of a Mon Calamari. [which he finds hilarious because feline versus fish.]
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Raddus. [ after the one councilperson to be on their side without question. she looks down at the cat who is watching cassian at the stove with her keen eyes and nods. ] Her name should be Raddus.
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I like it. [raddus the cat, he feels like the admiral would be amused, so cassian approves. the colors don't match up, but the name is still oddly suited.] I am going to feel guilty if she ever begs for fish.
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Don't they eat fish?
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Different kinds of fish. Felines don't exist on Mon Calamari.
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[ nothing about this conversation seems to faze her like if they eat cats that's just the way it is, the circle of life, hakuna matata, whateves. ]
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Good thing none of them are here for us to worry about that.
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There are a very strange amount of humans here. For a Portal that can pull in people from multiple universes, it seems to favor them. I might think it Imperial.
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Is Raddus staying, Captain?
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[he sighs, but at least it sounds fond.] We did name her. And apparently she likes it here.
[it's only been like an hour.]
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Welcome home.
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[this is a home, he supposes. their home.]
She's still not getting any of this food.
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Look at her face.
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I can see it, yes. [the kitten swats her paw out towards his face, but he doesn't even blink.] It does not change my answer.
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