open ✧ the time to fight is now

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☒ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴsᴘᴀᴍ ☒ ᴘʀᴏsᴇ ☒ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs ☒ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅʟʏ ☒ ᴏᴠᴇʀғʟᴏᴡ

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"Cassian." Literally the only person capable of telling her what to do anyway, at least without much of a fight. "He thinks it will be good for my interpersonal skills."

That last part is a joke, tone wry, eyes amused. Nothing will be good for her people skills but the tower is empty and quiet and it gives Jyn a lot of space to be alone and she appreciates that tremendously. Besides the fact that the outgoing ships are fairly infrequent so when he comes to keep her company under her blanket, there is nothing to interrupt their lazy kisses or Jyn falling asleep on his shoulder. It's positive reinforcement, he'd told her once, in between kisses, for only fighting people as part of her job.

Regardless, she shifts the blanket to make room for Leia to join her this time. The view from the huge window of the tower isn't that bad, snow swirling around cheerfully under the blue grey sky.

"What has you so happy?"